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Since this week’s Tuesday Teaser was from Wicked: Jade Butterfly, and there’s a scene in that book with the worst pick-up lines, I thought I’d list the funniest ones I’ve found…even those from the book!
Christian Palmer, bass player for the band Wicked, isn’t your typical rocker. Much to his band mate’s amusement, he’s quiet, shy and looks like your average boy next door–but that’s all about to change. An encounter with a girl he can’t seem to forget calls for drastic measures and with the help of his friends, Christian goes from dud to stud in hopes to wow the girl of his dreams.
Jessi McClure has led a fairytale life. She has a job she loves, friends she can count on and couldn’t want for anything else. Until she meets, and photographs, an unlikely rock star. Running into him again was just dumb luck, but when their paths keep crossing, she can’t help but notice the change this shy, gorgeous guy has taken on and is drawn to him even more.
When fate keeps stepping in and hands you something you didn’t realize you wanted, do you throw the chance away or hold on with both hands? Will Jessi get more than she bargained for when the man she thought she knew turns out to be so much more? And can Christian hold on to the girl of his dreams when a misunderstanding threatens to tear them apart?
genre: contemporary romance
length: 24,142 words
Released: June 2009
Rating: Sultry
Price: $2.99
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“I’m in need of a favor,” Christian said. “Care to help me out?”
“If I can.”
Jessi smiled at him again and he forgot to breathe. How could any man look at this woman and not want her? She probably has a boyfriend, he told himself, taking in her features. The plump fullness of her lips, the small uplifted nose and her soft tawny brown eyes reminded him of a Hollywood starlet. She definitely has a boyfriend. No one that gorgeous is single.
She shifted on her feet again and he knew she was getting ready to leave. The small hint of fear some girls got when he was speaking to them was shining brightly in her eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was him or something else causing it but if he was going to do this, it had to be quick.
He swallowed the humiliation his friends had thrown at him and cleared his throat again. “The guys have this game they like to play and I’m the unlucky participant of their fun tonight. I’ll spare you the horrible details so if you have a few minutes, just pretend I said the most outrageous thing you’ve ever heard.”
She raised an eyebrow at him and glanced across the club. He followed her gaze and groaned when the guys waved back at them.
“So, what’s the game?” she asked.
“It’s a pick-up game.”
“A pick-up game?”
“Yes,” he said. “They have a deck of cards with the most humiliating pick-up lines known to man. They get to pick the card and I have to find someone to say it to.”
“And you picked me to hit on?”
He grinned when she flashed him a devastating smile. It lit her entire face and made her eyes sparkle. It also made his already racing pulse nearly choke him as his blood pounded through his veins.
He pulled the card from his pocket and discreetly handed it to her so the guys wouldn’t see. When she looked down at it, reading the line, her soft, feminine giggle nearly brought him to his knees. It danced along his spine and caused visions of her wrapped in silk to caress his thoughts. For the first time ever, he wanted that damn card to actually do what it was supposed to. Entice someone to follow him back to his room.
When she glanced up at him, he sucked in a quiet breath. The clubs colored lights reflected off her hair and cast a halo of blues and greens around her. Her eyes sparkled in the light and a rosy hue tinted her cheeks. Beautiful didn’t even begin to describe her. She was the most glorious thing he’d ever seen.
“So, you’re supposed to read me the card and. what, exactly?”
He blushed. He felt it like a living thing crawl over his features and steal what little air he had in his lungs. “Well,” he said. He swallowed the sudden lump in his throat and glanced over his shoulder. The guys were still watching him. When he faced Jessi, he noticed her staring at the guys as well. “Um, normally. I mean, when I read the card, whoever I’ve read it to, usually laughs. and then invites herself back to my hotel.”
“Really?” Jessi said. She smiled and leaned her hip on the bar. “And how many girls have you seduced with one of these lame cards?”
“Me personally?” He grinned and felt his face burn hotter. “None. I don’t play this game unless I’m forced.”
“And why don’t I believe you?”
“Because Luke’s reputation rubs off on the rest of us?”
She laughed. “You’re probably right.” Glancing back down at the card, she read it again, smiling before handing it back to him. “Well, your still being watched,” she said, glancing over his shoulder to where the guys sat. “I guess you better do your duty and read this to me.”
He stared at her in shock, watching an amused twinkle shine brightly in her eyes before taking the card and reading it again himself. He cringed. She wanted him to read this to her? Out loud? He’d rather be tied to an anthill butt ass naked and covered in honey than read this card to her.
When she took a step closer to him and the scent of wild orchids filled the air, he suppressed a moan and licked his lips.
She smiled up at him, silently encouraging him. “They’re just words, Christian,” she said. “Read me the card. I promise not to bite.”
Something in her eyes told him she wanted him to read the card. She was watching him too intently. Eager anticipation shined in her eyes and he knew in that moment, he’d do anything the girl wanted no matter what the outcome.
Swallowing the nerves choking him, he glanced at the card and lifted his gaze to her face. “Fuck me if I’m wrong, but don’t you want to kiss me?”
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He entered the room like walking death. Splatters of blood were painted across his cheek; the front of his shirt soaked in crimson and the look on his face was one Rayna would never forget. This was the creature she had feared.
His eyes were wolf amber, his facial features slightly distorted, and she knew he was struggling to hold the beast back. His gaze bore into her as his long stride ate at the distance between them. When her legs stopped shaking, she ran to him.
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Today’s Tuesday Teaser comes from my first ‘ever’ published book, A Touch of Heaven. This novella was originally released by Linden Bay Romance back in 2005 and Re-released in 2010 through Alinar Publishing.
Paige Foster planned the perfect get-together for her best friends from high school in honor of their ten-year class reunion but her plans go up in smoke when an impromptu trip to The Pleasure Dome, an elite club that features the hottest male dancers in the country, ends up on their to-do list. Forced into going, she complains until she meets Simon—the main attraction.
When Simon looks into the audience before his act and sees familiar faces from his past, he has second thoughts about his performance—until he sees Paige and old memories come flooding back. Knowing she won’t recognize him as the shy, awkward boy he used to be, he breaks club rules and pulls her to the stage during his act.
The heat they generate doesn’t dim when the lights go down and what should have been a one-night stand turns out to be something more. Will Paige accept Simon when she finds out who he really is or will the secret be the end of their affair?
genre: contemporary romance
length: 37,500 words
Released: Nov. 2005 – Re-released May 2010
Rating: Sultry
Price: $2.99
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“Mind if I join you?” he asked, walking in and forcing Paige to take a step back.
Paige was too shocked by his move to say a word when he walked into the bathroom with her and shut the door behind him. The small space was barely big enough for one person, let alone two, and she inhaled deeply when her back came into contact with the wall.
She stared up at him, nervously looking around the bathroom, already knowing there wasn’t an escape, before she looked back at Simon.
“So,” Simon said, leaning against the door. “Looks like my otherwise disastrous day just took a detour.”
Small talk. She could do small talk. It was the hands and the lips part she couldn‘t help but be nervous about. She smiled slightly before saying, “Oh?” Her hands nervously toyed with the hem of her blouse. “Bad day?” Completely lame.
“Not yet, but it will be in a couple more hours.”
God he has the bluest eyes. “Oh, well maybe it won’t. Stranger things have happened.”
“Suppose you’re right,” Simon said, pushing off the door and taking a step toward her. “Like running into you again.”
Paige grinned as he smiled down at her, his eyes roaming over her body. The tingles that had been running up her spine every time she thought of him exploded as her thoughts traveled back to the night before.
She hated to admit it, but looking at him now, she still wanted him. She told herself it was the alcohol that made her so wanton the night before but looking at him now, she knew. It had nothing to do with lowered inhibitions. It was just him.
Her heart was beginning to pound in her chest and she briefly wondered what he would do if she just grabbed him and had her wicked way with him like she wanted to.
She didn’t have time to find out, unfortunately. He spoke and broke her train of thought.
“So, tell me gorgeous, why’d you run off last night?” He closed the distance between them and placed one hand flat against the wall beside of her head. The other came to rest on her waist and the small contact caught her breath in her throat.
“Well I um…”
Paige started to explain but when Simon raised his hand from her waist and ran his finger down her neck, her throat seemed to tighten, stealing her words. Her eyes closed an instant later and nothing registered but his fingers trailing over her skin and the way he smelled. A heady mix of cologne, cigarette smoke and something she knew was just him, surrounded her.
It was intoxicating.
He lightly brushed his fingers over the exposed skin of her neck before running them up over her shoulder, his fingers a barely there whisper against her skin. He brushed the small spaghetti strap of her top off her shoulder and Paige gasped softly when he leaned down and she felt his lips sweep across her shoulder.
The small tingling sensations she’d been having every time she thought of him spread like wild fire as hot, wet kisses ran over her shoulder and up her neck.
“Simon,” she whispered, unconsciously leaning her head to the side. Her eyes remained shut and she tried to breathe without gasping for air.
“Hummm?”
“What…what are you doing?” she asked him softly, a small moan escaping her throat when his tongue ran up the side of her neck to her ear. She was at a loss as to what to do. Her friends were waiting for her but here he was, the man she had spent a restless night thinking about.
“I’m kissing you,” he whispered in her ear before sucking her earlobe into his mouth.
“Oh,” was all Paige managed to say. The throbbing sensations between her legs pounded with each bruising beat of her heart as it slammed against her rib cage. All she wanted in that moment was to feel his hands on her body, to feel his arms around her and to drown in his kisses.
He licked around the shell of her ear before he brought the hand he had braced on the wall down and laying it on her arm. His fingers slid over her skin, his touch feather soft. He grazed her hip, not stopping until he reached the edge of her skirt.
“Do you have any idea how I felt last night when I came back and found you gone? I wasn’t any where near finished with you.”
Paige made a small whining noise at his words and heard him chuckle. The feel of his hand tracing the skin just below her skirt was almost unbearable. Of course, the minute he slipped under the fabric, his fingers crawling slowly up her inner thigh, she nearly cried out.
How did he turn her into a whimpering mess with just a few touches?
His voice broke with huskiness, the wonderful sound sending shivers up her spine. “Just thinking about you drives me crazy. I’ve wanted nothing since the first moment I ever laid eyes on you, than to worship you. To taste every inch of your body one delicious lick at a time.”
Paige licked her lips, finding them suddenly dry as she listened to him. She tried to breath without gasping for air at his words. His fingers slowly climbed up the length of her thigh, his fingertips brushing the silk of her panties and traced light circles over the front of them.
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