Snow came in last night and reminded me of a scene in my book, Eagle Dance.
“Let’s pick
up the ‘za then head to the cabin.” He dropped the phone into a cup holder.
Not able to
stop her mouth from speaking her thoughts in a matter-of-fact way. “We should
pick up some chocolate or caramel syrup too.”
He blinked
his sinfully long eyelashes and with his lips formed a slow smirk as the
suggestion of her words set in. Leaning over the center counsel, he cupped her
cheek with one large hand. His eyes bore into hers with intensity.
“Your wish
is my command.” He took her mouth in a searing kiss which ended too soon. “You
got something planned for dessert?”
“Maybe.” She
played coy.
He flashed
perfect teeth in a full grin while he turned up the heat in the truck then put
it into gear. The goatee on his chin and dark brows gave him a devilish
appearance and when he smiled she ached to climb all over him. A wild night
with a handsome Indian is what she requested but received much more.
The truck jerked, turning her attention to the
storm. Working his way along the precarious road, the vehicle lurched and a
dream catcher swayed from the review mirror. Gems stitched into the web reflected
small facets of light, giving her a distraction from her fear of crashing into
a tree along the road.
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Dyami Schafer, a Native American from the Chippewa tribe, leads a
lonely life due to his large size and unusual appearance. When his nesting
instinct sets in, he turns to Madame Eve and 1Night Stand to help him find his
spirit mate. Or at least a woman who accepts him as an eagle shifter.
Amanda Collins never stopped loving the Chippewa boy she knew from her
childhood. Maybe a night with a Native American man will help her forget the
past and let her move on with her life.
Sometimes, it’s necessary to take a step into the past before dancing
into the future. With the help of Madame Eve, will the Spirit of the Eagle
carry Dyami and Amanda?
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