More from Rock You Like A Hurricane for this week's HUMP DAY HOOK
-- (c) JoAnne Kenrick, all rights reserved.
“I’m curious...” Ryker strutted toward her, his decadent hazel eyes set on her. As if time had zapped them back to the first time she had seen him, she struggled for air and a smart answer. He proceeded with his seduction by taking her glasses off. And, with a disregard only he could have, he sent them hurdling to the floor. He yanked her to him, the masterful touch whirling her into submission. She could feel his hard bulge hiding behind denim, and heat radiated between her legs. She forgot her train of thought. Oh yeah, his smile, I was thinking about his smile. A distant voice of reason screamed “no” in her head, yet her body screamed out “hell yes”. So far, it was neck and neck. But if things kept up, her body would win that battle. Ghetto blaster cue: “You Give Love a Bad Name” by Bon Jovi. No, skip that. Think about lame supermarket music, Sadie. Stay focused. Must. Keep. Legs. Closed.