And don’t forget the rest of the With Me in Seattle Series…EXCERPT:
“You know what rhymes with drunk?” Sam asks. “Sex!” “Nuh uh,” Meredith replies with a frown. “But fuck does!” “Drunk and fuck do not rhyme,” Mark says with a surprised laugh. “It’s closer than sex,” she says defensively. “Everything rhymes with sex when you get to have it with an apa,” Jules says. “Julianne,” Nate warns her. “It’s true!” “What’s that like, anyway? I’ve always wanted to know.” “You can’t have sex with my husband.” Jules frowns for a second, then a smile spreads over her gorgeous face. “Well, maybe you can.” “No,” Nate replies quietly, “she can’t. No offense, Alecia.” “None taken.” I grin at the crazy-hot man. “You’re hot as fuck, though.” “He really is,” Jules agrees happily. “And the apa…wow.” “Will you get one?” I ask Dominic, just as he takes a sip of wine, and he immediately chokes. “Fuck no.” “Maybe I’ll have to find someone with one,” I say thoughtfully. “Just to give it a try.” “That’s it.” Dominic stands with me in his arms and doesn’t even set me down as he begins to stalk out of the tent. “Where are we going?” I look over his shoulder and see the others laughing and watching us leave. I wave happily and they all wave back. They’re so friendly. “I’m going to teach you a lesson, tesoro.” “A lesson?” I giggle and bury my nose in his neck, breathing him in. “I’m kind of dizzy.” We pass by the barn. I can hear voices, heavy breathing and Meg giggling. “I think we found Meg and Will,” I whisper into Dom’s ear, as he hurries past. “Merde, I didn’t need to ever hear that,” Dominic grumbles, making me giggle more. He strides around the store building, where I stood a few hours ago with Jules and Natalie, sets me on my feet, and pins me against the wall. “I dare you,” he begins with fire in his bright blue eyes, “to say again that you’re going to go find another man to fuck.” “Um, it was a joke, babe.” His eyes narrow and his nostrils flare, and I know I’m in big trouble. “Are you jealous?” I ask incredulously. “Not usually,” he says. “I’m not the jealous type, but what’s mine is mine, Alecia. And you’re mine. What I have with you, I don’t want with anyone else. You’re all I fucking think about.” He’s gathering my skirt in his hands until it’s bunched around my waist, and he slips his finger inside the elastic of the crotch of my panties and brushes the lips of my pussy, making me gasp. “Dom!” “That’s right.” He bites my lower lip, then soothes it with his tongue and pushes his finger farther into my panties. “Me. I’m the only one who can touch you here, or anywhere. This is mine.”
About Kristen Proby:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Kristen Proby is the author of the bestselling With Me In Seattle series. She has a passion for a good love story and strong characters who love humor and have a strong sense of loyalty and family. Her men are the alpha type; fiercely protective and a bit bossy, and her ladies are fun, strong, and not afraid to stand up for themselves. Kristen spends her days with her muse in the Pacific Northwest. She enjoys coffee, chocolate and sunshine. And naps.