I apologize for not posting here for such a long time. There is no excuse for not posting updates for my readers. So how about I post an excerpt of one of my books. Sound good?
Excerpt of Hot Property:
It was a mystery to Betsy that her legs went a bit wobbly upon first seeing the stranger who waited for her in the dining room. It could have something to do with the intoxicating scent of his cologne filling the room. Or just the way he held his head as he picked over the literature on the table. Whatever it was, she couldn’t just stand there gaping at him.
She took a few shaky steps toward him and thrust her hand across the table. “Hi there, I’m Betsy Alexander.”
The man’s steely gaze swept over her, making her feel self-conscious. Ignoring her hand, he said. “You’re the one handling the open house?” The coldness in his tone was compatible with the steely eyes that commanded an answer.
Betsy cleared her throat. “Yes, I am.” Something within saved her from shrinking and she stood tall. God knows he still towered over her. “I was just about to lock up. But I’d be happy to show you the house.” Truthfully, she’d be happier if he’d just leave.
“Well lead the way then.”
What arrogance, Betsy thought as she moved into the hallway, tempted to look over her shoulder to see if he followed. But unnecessary since the scent of his cologne grew more powerful as it swirled down around her, making her feel half dizzy.
“I’m sure you’ve noticed the home is immaculate,” she began as she climbed the open staircase to the second floor. To the bedrooms.
A fierce ‘oh no’ screamed within her. What if he’s a rapist? A serial killer. She wasn’t aware that she was practically running up the steps. At the landing, she quickly whirled around to see where he was and crashed into him where he stood on the top step.
His strong hands caught her around the elbows. His nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed. When he released his breath, time seemed to freeze while Betsy’s heart beat frantically. Yet, she could have sworn she stopped breathing.
She got a glimpse of an amused smile and warmer eyes before he quickly let go of her and wasted no time stepping around her onto the landing and took over the lead.
His move suited Betsy just fine. She didn’t think she could handle more of the unnerving sensations she’d experienced with him behind her as she climbed the stairs. Certain his blue eyes were taking in every inch of her curved hips, outlined by the light colored material of her skirt, which ended just above her knees. She had no doubts he’d given her nylon calves a close look as well.
It was her turn to get a good look at him as he strode down the hallway. His short dark hair appeared professionally cut and styled. Not a strand out of place. His broad shoulders were covered with a mint green colored short-sleeved shirt that revealed deeply tanned muscled arms. Khaki trousers covered the nicely rounded buns and long legs.
She watched him open the door to the master bedroom and disappear inside. His absence made her remember why she was here and she dashed through the doorway crashing smack into him once again.
Betsy grunted from sudden impact before glaring up at him, certain her face shaded red to match the background in her printed blouse.
Skylar’s hands grasped hold of her arms a second time. “Do you make a habit of banging into people to get their attention, Miss Alexander?”
“Of course not.” She jerked away from him, from those accusing eyes. A second later she wondered how he knew she was a Miss. She distinctly remembered introducing herself as Betsy Alexander.
“Then perhaps you should consider having your eyes examined.”
He stepped around her and back into the hallway.
For one brief moment, this bold, arrogant and downright rude man had Betsy contemplating why she stayed in this business. She didn’t have time to dwell on the thought. If she didn’t get moving the last potential buyer for Stephanie’s house would get away.
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