Book Tour and Release Day Party (and GIVEAWAYS)!

Excerpt:

Nails scraped along the wood of her bedroom door, and she turned her head toward it. She knew without a doubt he was there, behind it, the way you know someone’s watching you. The doorknob moved as if it would turn, and she caught her breath.

If he comes in here, I’ll let him do what he wants. I’ll welcome it.

The thought scared and thrilled her at once. She wanted him. She was so not in control with this man, and it terrified her. But on the other hand, she hungered for him. The doorknob returned to its normal position after a minute. His footsteps retreated. When his door closed, she stared at the ceiling, and tried to breathe.

Damn.

Sonnet waited a good fifteen minutes before leaving her room to take a shower and get ready before she headed back to the kitchen. The clean freshness gave her a sense of control, as if it would ward off the carnal urges Griff brought out of her.

She opened the kitchen curtains, cracked a window, turned on some music, and set about to actually make breakfast this time. Once the eggs were scrambled and the bacon sizzled, she fixed plates for them.

His door creaked open, and his footsteps echoed in the hall. She wiped her hands on a dishtowel and set it on the counter. “Hey, so I made us bacon, eggs and toas—” Her voice caught in her throat when she saw the set of his face.

He walked straight toward her, determined. And it seemed like nothing–a simple movement, a play of light and shadow in a sun-splashed patch by the open kitchen window, but she knew, inexplicably, he was about to kiss her.