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About BLOOD ON THE BAYOU: A Cafferty & Quinn Novella
From New York Times bestseller Heather Graham...
It's winter and a chill has settled over New Orleans, binding a stream of blood that leads a tourist to a dead man, face down in the bayou.
The man has been done in by a vicious beating, so violent that his skull has been crashed in.
It's barely a day before a second victim is found . . . once again so badly thrashed that the water runs red. The city becomes riddled with fear.
An old family friend comes to Danni Cafferty, telling her that he's terrified, he's certain that he's received a message from the Blood Bayou killer--It's your turn to pay, blood on the bayou.
The two quickly become involved, and--as they all begin to realize that a gruesome local history is being repeated--they find themselves in a fight to save not just a friend, but, perhaps, their very own lives.
Excerpt:
When Quinn entered the room, he found that Danni had laid a
trail of her clothing from the doorway to the shower.
He
smiled.
And he followed.
The curtain was drawn. Steam filled the bathroom. She stood
in the shower. He couldn’t help thinking that she could have been a mermaid, or
a siren, smiling with the kind of light in her eyes that was sure to drive a
man mad. He allowed his gaze to fall upon her.
“Did you need a written invitation?” she asked.
He stripped, stepped into the shower, and drew her into his
arms. Warm water beats pulsated on his skin. The surge of steam was both
relaxing and invigorating, the feel of her body crushing against his
overwhelming. He would never tire of feeling her against him. The wonder in her
eyes always seemed so fresh, her smiles evocative. The taste of her lips part
of a fantasy, and every time he kissed her he felt a rush of arousal.
Her fingers slid down his back, then moved to his chest.
He reached behind her, cupping her buttocks, and lifting her
to him, their every point of contact now an erogenous zone.
He kissed her again.
This time more passionate.
“Shampoo in the tub,” she whispered to him.
The words made no sense.
“Slip, fall, break body parts,” Danni whispered. “Not as
much fun.”
Now he understood, and he lifted her over the rim of the
tub, following her out quickly himself. Not to lose the moment, he kissed her
again, and they became engaged in twined lips and stroking hands.
“Towel rack,” Quinn said.
“What?”
“Towel rack. Big bruise on the back, maybe your head against
the wall. A concussion. Not as much fun.”
They both laughed.
Danni threw open the bedroom door and they made a beeline
for the sheets, shivering.
“It’s cold out here,” she said.
Quinn landed on the bed at her side. “Not to add more bad
and trite lines to the wonderful foreplay I’ve initiated,” he kissed her
shoulder. “But give me a chance and I’ll warm you up.”
Safe from falling, tripping, or breaking bones, he wrapped
his arms around her, covered her with the length of his body, and eased himself
slowly down.
Thank you so much! ~Jessica, InkSlinger PR
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