Good morning! Do you like shapeshifters? Today I have a post at the Paranormal Love Wednesdays blog. Please stop by http://paranormallovefeatures.blogspot.com/2015/02/beyond-werewolves.html and let me know what kind of shifters are your favorite.
This week several great guest bloggers are scheduled to stop by here. Also don’t forget to check out last week’s guests under recent guest bloggers.
I hope you have a fantastic week!
Kate
Recent Guest Bloggers:
Suz deMello
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4787
Berengaria Brown
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4773
Sarah Makela
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4729
Upcoming Guest Bloggers
Jade Onyx
http://www.jadeonyxbooks.com/blog
Kelly Rae
Kathy Wheeler
Nina Pierce
Rebecca J. Clark
Excerpt of the Week: Everything Nice by Kate Hill
“I’m sorry to bother you, but I need to talk to Orlanda.”
“You couldn’t pick up the phone and call?” Alfonso growled.
“Keep quiet and leave them alone,” Camilla said, slapping her husband on the shoulder. “Let’s go upstairs.”
“I’m going. I’m going.” Alfonso winced when she tugged his ear. “Let me go! Quit that, old woman.”
“Call me old woman again and you’ll be making your own meals for a week.”
Still arguing, her grandparents climbed the stairs.
“I’m sorry,” Antonio said again.
“Don’t worry about it.” Nicky yawned and scratched his slight pot belly. “Come in. Make yourself at home. I’m going back to bed.”
“Do you want me to make some coffee?” Frances asked.
“No thanks, Ma,” Orlanda told her.
Frances held her gaze. “You all right with this?”
“Everything’s fine.”
Frances nodded and also climbed the stairs, leaving Antonio and Orlanda alone.
She closed the door and they stood in the foyer. He stared at her with those big brown eyes and she felt like melting through the floor. Damn she both loved and hated how he could do that to her with a look.
Her robe had fallen open again and she nearly adjusted it, then decided not to. This wasn’t work. In her own house, on her own time. With her family out of sight, she had a right to wear anything she wanted to. Not to mention part of her wanted to know how he’d react to seeing her dressed in something other than work clothes.
“What’s up?” she asked.
He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his gorgeous throat, then he moistened his full lips but didn’t speak.
“Antonio, what’s wrong with you?” she demanded, placing a hand on her hip and narrowing her eyes at him. “Are you worried about the wedding?”
“Wedding?” he murmured, staring at her like he’d never seen a woman before. “Orlanda, you look…wow. I’ve never seen you like this.”
The man didn’t merely devour her with his eyes, he worshiped and caressed her with a look so tender yet passionate that Orlanda actually blushed. Lord, since the day they’d met she’d dreamed about him gazing at her like this. He had once before, but she’d put a quick stop to it. Of course that’s how she’d wanted it–at least that’s what she’d told herself.
What she really wanted was Antonio’s big, hard body on top of her. She wanted to wrap her legs around him and press her soft breasts against his sculpted chest.
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