Wednesday, June 1, 2016

MidWeek Tease: He Was Only A Man, After All

Welcome to MidWeek Tease hosted by Angelica Dawson!

Today I'm offering a peek at the LAST book in The Weathermen series - THE HARDER THEY FALL. This releases Friday, June 3rd!!

Colleen and Blaine are having dinner...

“How are the pasta shells? Are they as good as you remember?”

Blaine’s question pulled her back to the present. She’d been eating them without even tasting them. “They’re great. Thanks. How’s the swordfish?”

“Better than I thought it would be, even though they put that damn sauce on it.” He’d scraped off the balsamic brown butter sauce before he’d taken a bite. Colleen had laughed, saying if she’d done something like that in front of her parents, they’d have had a heart attack. To which Blaine had replied his parents wouldn’t have know what balsamic brown butter sauce was to begin with.

“My mother would have tasted it,” he said, “judged whether she liked it, and then scraped it off if she hadn’t cared for the taste. My father would have asked, loudly, ‘What the hell is this crap on my fish?’”

Colleen had laughed again, admiring the fact he could talk so openly about his upbringing. Most wealthy men she’d gone out with spoke as if no one in their families had ever used the wrong word, been embarrassed over something they’d said or done, or burped in public.

It was refreshing to be out with someone so down to earth and uninhibited. He hadn’t tried to lie about wanting her to help him with his project, and he hadn’t tried to hide the fact he wanted to have sex with her.

She knew he was a player, but that didn’t bother her. It was part of his charm. Casual relationships were just fine with her, thank you very much. She had plans for her life, and they didn’t include marriage and children. Even if the man in question was one of the infamous Weathermen.

Blaine didn’t mention the permits again as they ate their entrees, so she didn’t either. She would do what she could for him, but in the end it wasn’t her decision. She knew they were a formality and used only for tracking purposes, but because Blaine had such a rebellious reputation, her coworkers might get a kick out of holding up his requests just for fun. She didn’t see the point in telling him that. He likely already knew it.

She declined dessert, and Blaine said he never ate it. Then he asked if she wanted coffee or anything else to drink. Colleen leaned closer, catching a whiff of his scent. It wasn’t cologne, and she was grateful for that. She’d never liked artificial smells on a man. The scent surrounding him was shampoo and the food he’d eaten. She loved it. It was real.

“What I really want to do right now,” she said, keeping her voice low, “is go to your apartment and see how many rooms we can make love in before we can no longer walk.”

He stared at her like he wasn’t sure what he’d just heard, then signaled for their server. She excused herself to the bathroom while he took care of the check, and when she emerged he was waiting near the front for her. Colleen smiled. He was only a man, after all. Tell them you want to fuck them into next week, and they’re yours.

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  1. Ah, how true that last line is. Great tease.

  2. Fun tease, Ravenna. I like my men down-to-earth too :)

  3. Sounds like they both want the same thing. Congrats on your upcoming release! :)

  4. Nice snippet, Ravenna, and congrats on another new release!

  5. LOL. A man's got to be a man. Great tease and congratulations, Ravenna!