Enjoy the following excerpt for FROM THIS MOMENT ON...
Marcus Sullivan
was known for his patience. After helping to raise his seven siblings, he’d
learned to wait out tantrums, fistfights, even tears.
But tonight, he
was all out of patience.
He’d come to the
club tonight to find a woman, to proposition her, to claim her for one
no-holds-barred night, but he’d been watching the dancers for long enough to
know that he wasn’t going to take a single one of them to bed. None of the
women who’d walked in through the thick red curtain in the past thirty minutes
had been contenders, either.
Until, suddenly,
the curtain parted…and she walked in.
Marcus felt like
a fist had slammed straight into his gut.
The woman was
young, mid-twenties probably, and so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her.
Her black leather dress left nothing to his imagination, fitting her like a
second skin with wide cut-outs that ran down the side of her insane curves.
She was the one.
As she stood in
the doorway and slowly scanned the crowd, every eye in the room was on her. She
was magnetic, had that special something that made it impossible to pull your
eyes away from her.
And then her
eyes met his, illuminated by a beam of light in the dark room, and although
Marcus hadn’t drunk nearly enough at Chase’s engagement party to be unsteady on
his feet, one look at those clear blue eyes had him fighting for balance.
What was wrong
with him?
He needed to
remember, at all times, what tonight was about. Pleasure. Not emotion. Not a
relationship. It was okay for certain parts of his body below the waist to
react like a match had been lit from nothing more than looking at the woman.
Everything else was off-limits. He wasn’t looking for a woman to respect.
And he
definitely wasn’t going to fall in love.
The dangerous
curves began to shift beneath the thin layer of leather as she moved straight
toward him, never once breaking stride, even in impossibly high heels. Marcus
couldn’t miss the challenge in her gaze, a look that asked if he was man enough
to handle her.
He’d always
liked his women tall and slim, not barely coming up to his chest like this one.
A voice in his head told him she was way too young for him, young enough that
if this were any other night, he’d walk away from her now.
But he wasn’t
planning on walking away from whatever this woman offered. Not until first
light.
And definitely
not until he’d had his fill of those curves.
...Excerpt from FROM THIS MOMENT ON by Bella Andre
©2012.
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