A Good Little Girl Like You (A Sample)

Quentin had no surprises left, no spark. She knew as much

as she needed to know about him-he wasn't the one.

O.E., however, was a complete unknown with all sorts of

strikes against him already. The ego. The freeloader

attitude. Then again, when was the last time she felt so

excited, so desired, and so wonderful in the arms of a man

that gorgeous? Never, that's when. Just the thought of his

solid embrace made her shiver. Without a doubt, this

particular bad choice had plenty of life left in it.

O.E. was raw, exciting, and powerful. And no matter

how ridiculous it might be to go out with him, it couldn't

top the insanity of this past year, wasting her time with

Quentin.

I'll get you, my pretty. A wicked thrill surged through

her as she cried out for her Winkie guard.