Welcome to the 177th week of My Sexy Saturday.
This week’s theme: The Sexy Hunk
Readers, please visit us at our new Author Central where we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides Saturday’s snippets. We’d love to have each and every one of you there as we’re starting new things this month with fun and prizes along the way.
This week’s theme is My Sexy Wild. This is about that guy who makes your heart flutter when he walks into the room.
Here’s my excerpt from Claimed – Book 1 a paranormal romance
Inviting waves lapped at the pebbled shore. Farther out,
rapids crested, and the darkened deep waters gave her shivers. She couldn’t swim. Not since she was three had she waded out in water deeper than her thighs and not until after years of therapy. So wading along the edge would have to do.
After removing her shirt and pants, Renee laid them over her canteen, but kept her underwear and bra on. She waded in until the cool water covered her shins, then she brought handfuls of water up to splash her arms and her neck.
A man called out, “You’re up early.”
She spun around with a gasp and clasped her arms to shield
her body. “Damon?”
His chuckle made her stomach flip. He was dressed in pale
blue swim trunks. Not even a towel hung around his neck. Golden
hair trailed down his lower abdomen and disappeared below the band
on his swimsuit as if pointing the way.
“I came here to get cleaned up.” Stop staring at his— “But I’m
done so it’s all yours.”
“You’ve barely washed.” His stare heated her. “How about a
swim? With me.” He held out his hand, and she blinked not realizing
he stood so close to her.
Andrea R. Cooper writes fantasy, paranormal, historical and romantic suspense.
Her favorite childhood memories revolved around creating vibrant characters for her friends, and then acting out their adventures. Inside her fantasy worlds of darkened forests, dragon-filled glades, and iced islands, nothing was banned. From the ethereal Elvin to the most maligned Vampires, all were welcome in her fictional realities, a stark contrast to her home, where the magical and mythical was forbidden.