a dozen from 'Wild West Weekend' ~ a contemporary erotic romance with cowboys set just outside of Las Vegas.
Once she shook off the unease
of Marianne’s choice of seats, Bristol
surveyed her surroundings. As if somehow Damon sensed she was looking for him,
he arrived at her side holding two cordless microphones. He took the
marshmallow tipped stick from her and handed it to another man.
“I was thinking we might do a little
duet for the crowd,” he drawled.
A twinkle in his big blue eyes made
her heart practically jump from her chest. His accent was so damned cute. But
sing? She laughed. “You sing?” she questioned. Impressed, but mostly shocked,
her jaw dropped open in surprise. She couldn’t have stopped it if she wanted
to, it was immediate.
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