Another gorgeous new cover! Jude Pittman returns with another book in her popular Indian Creek Texas series, more sensual, more mysterious, Deadly Betrayal will keep you glued to your seat.
Excerpt:
Chapter One
Mikki slipped the peach chiffon over her head, smoothed it down her hips and peered into the full-length mirror. A frown tugged at her lips and her eyes focused on the bulge below her waist.
“Darn,” she muttered. “It shows already.”
Tonight, over a romantic dinner, she planned to tell Alex about the baby and she didn’t want him guessing beforehand.
Not long now. She glanced at her watch. In the bathroom, she applied makeup and took a brush to her short curly hair—finishing it off with a few tendrils pulled around her face. After fastening a gold chain around her neck, she slipped her feet into high- heeled sandals and stood back to inspect herself. Satisfied, she turned out the vanity light and hurried into the living room. She’d made reservations at Mystique Taverna for nine and it was nearly eight but Alex still hadn’t arrived.
“I should’ve made them for ten,” she muttered, pulling aside the draperies and peering out at the street.
Another half-hour passed before Alex’s Mercedes pulled up to the curb and intending to meet him out front, Mikki grabbed her wrap, flipped off the lights and stepped into the hall. The elevator light was already lit—probably Alex—so she locked her apartment and waited.
“I’m ready,” she said, when the elevator doors slid open and Alex emerged. “We’ve got to hurry because I made the reservations for nine.”
Alex bent down and brushed her mouth with his lips.
“Sorry I’m late,” he said, pulling her against his chest. “I like the dress.” His hand moved over her shoulder and he slid a finger into the hollow between her breasts, pushing the chiffon aside to expose her lacy bra.
Mikki’s eyes tilted to meet his. “We’re going to be late,” she said.
“Hmmm.” He pulled her closer and slipped her bra strap down her arm. “I just want a taste,” he murmured, grasping the lace with his lips and running his tongue across her nipple.
“The reservations,” she moaned.
Laughing, he lifted her into his arms and swung her around to face the apartment. “We’ll call them. It’s not food I’m hungry for right now.”
Mikki wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed. There was no use arguing with Alex.
“Hand me the key,” he mumbled against her neck.
Mikki pulled it from her bag, handed it over and lay back in his arms while he unlocked the door and carried her inside.
“Let me telephone first,” she begged when he started toward the bedroom. Alex chuckled, changed direction and stopped in front of the couch, where he held her suspended for a moment, then dropped her onto the soft cushions.
Mikki tossed her head in an exasperated shake and reached for the phone to call the Mystique Taverna. Alex crouched beside her and slid her dress up her legs.
Mikki bit her lip and tried to concentrate on the ringing phone while Alex’s fingers explored the lace of her panties.
Very Very hot! ....loved the excerpt! Thanks for sharing.
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