Welcome to another Snippet Saturday. Today’s theme is fight scene. I decided to go for the verbal fight instead of the physical one today :P
Check out my excerpt from Luck be Delanie and then blog hop to the links below to read more.
Long ago, Delanie made one gigantic mistake. Or committed one small felony, depending on how you look at it. Stealing a coin from a sexy stranger was just a prank to help a sorority sister get revenge. The sleeping with him part was totally unplanned. Yet she holds the memory of that one intense, passionate connection close to her heart—like the coin she still wears around her neck.
Six years later, she’s invited to a beautiful resort in the San Juan Islands to not only accept a donation for an abused women’s shelter, but to consider a job opportunity as well.
Instead, she finds herself face-to-face with her past.
Grant has always suspected Delanie stole his rare, lucky coin. He just never knew why—or why she disappeared the morning after their hot night together. After spending years looking for her, he’s lured her right where he wants her. He’ll have his answers, come hell or high water.
And, if things go his way, he’ll have Delanie, too.
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EXCERPT
“So, who’s the boyfriend?”
His words made her stomach drop and all her ridiculous notions evaporate. So he had overheard her and Roberta back at the resort.
“You don’t know him,” she murmured. Chances were he’d probably heard of him, but having the my boyfriend is a senator talk wasn’t one she wanted to delve into right now.
“No, I probably don’t.” She wasn’t deceived by his casual shrug. “But speaking as another guy, I know he wouldn’t be too happy if he found out you were screwing around with someone else.”
He slowed the boat and she looked over the edge to see several groups of rocks protruding under the water.
“If he found out?” she repeated, annoyance pricking. “Is that some kind of threat?”
“No.” He met her gaze, his expression not so heated anymore. “The only accountability you have is to your own conscience. I have no guilt for what happened between us, though I’m not sure you can say the same.”
Her nostrils flared. “What gives you the right to judge me? You have no idea what kind of relationship I have with him.”
The boat jolted as he put them ashore. He stood up and killed the motor, stepping towards her.
“No. I don’t. So why don’t you enlighten me?”
She opened her mouth to reply, but he stepped past her. He grabbed the blankets and cooler, and climbed out of the boat.
Scrambling up from the bench seat, she put her hat back on and jumped out of the boat after him. The rocky beach crunched under her sandaled feet as she ran to catch up.
“Why don’t you stick around for a second so I can?” she yelled. “Besides, it’s not like we actually had sex. We just fooled around.”
She winced. Now there was an illogical teenager defense if she’d ever heard one. She didn’t blame Grant one bit when he turned around with a look of complete disbelief.
“I could have had you in the cabin, Lanie. You would have been getting your brains fucked out and liking it right about now if your phone hadn’t rung.”
Her jaw tightened. “That’s a little crude, but then I guess I should’ve expected that coming from y—”
“Was that him?” he asked suddenly, cocking his head as he walked back towards her, his eyes lit with anger and frustration. “Was that him calling?”
She folded her arms across her chest. Why lie? “Yes.”
His body went rigid and his mouth became a tight, straight line.
“You know, you seemed so damn innocent that night we met at the bar.” He shook his head.
“Why do you keep bringing up that night?” she muttered and turned away, staring back out at the water.
“Because I’m trying to merge the girl I knew that night and the woman you are now. You were so genuine that night.” His voice softened. “You laughed at my jokes and acted as if I were the only guy in the bar. We had so much in common. We went to the same university, had some of the same teachers…”
His voice trailed off abruptly and he didn’t speak for a moment. Then, “It wasn’t random, was it? You meeting me at the bar that night? You were looking for me.”
She clenched her teeth, refusing to answer. Her stomach rolled with the shock that he’d put it together.
“Was it part of your plan? Flirt with me at the bar. Go to bed with me. And then steal the coin in the morning?”
She spun around and snapped harshly, “Going to bed with you was never part of the plan!”
Grant’s head jerked back like he’d been slapped, his eyes widening.
The color drained from her face. How easily he’d maneuvered that confession.
“But stealing the coin was.” His words were low and icy. “You were a good fuck, but you weren’t that good. I want it back.”
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