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Six Sentence Sunday: Guardian Angel

29 Sunday Jan 2012

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He focused on her beautiful face, unblinking, and bent to pull the pants off of his long, long legs. It was such a hushed, unexpectedly sexy moment. Sasha broke eye contact first, flushing with excitement. She looked at his legs and licked her lips. His breath caught in his chest at the sight of the small tip of her pink tongue. When it whooshed back out, he wobbled on his right ankle, but caught his balance and handed the pants over.

 

Guardian Angel
Evernight Publishing, October 2011
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Six Sentence Sunday: Guardian Angel

22 Sunday Jan 2012

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“Let me grab my stuff and I’ll be ready to go. Won’t you come inside?”

He nodded, unable to think. Bending to put the pot on the stoop had brought him face-to-face with her fabulous legs. Yes, indeed, she was a runner. Her slim thighs and sleek musculature showcased both femininity and strength … the big chink in his normally impenetrable armor.

 

Guardian Angel
Evernight Publishing, October 2011
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Six Sentence Sunday: Guardian Angel

15 Sunday Jan 2012

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He could tell that Danny was really taken with Sasha. Why in the world would he take a chance that she might be more charmed by Danny than by him? He got up to put his dishes in the dishwasher. The guys brought their stuff over to be loaded.

“Believe it or not, kid, I don’t need your help asking out a woman. I might need to shake out the cobwebs, but I’m not broken.”

 

Guardian Angel
Evernight Publishing, October 2011
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Six Sentence Sunday: Guardian Angel

08 Sunday Jan 2012

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She’d been focused on the kid, but now shifted her gaze in the EMT’s direction.

Oh my god. Talk about déjà vu … that’s my Angel, she thought.

He was watching her, his gaze intense. She looked him over, head to toe, and registered quickie facts: his hair was cut like her brother’s, and his posture was ramrod-straight. At some point in his life, this guy had either been a soldier, or he was the biggest stick-in-the-mud God had ever made.

“Have we met before?” she asked, breathless.

 

Guardian Angel
Evernight Publishing, October 2011
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