Forces of Nature excerpt: "I am Douglas Wellington."
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Crystal stood up to the
towering guard. “If you want me to leave, get Wellington out here. Otherwise,
I’m camping out.”
Moments
later, a tall man, moving with the grace of a panther and the body of a Greek
god, crossed the lobby and planted himself in front of her. Crystal gazed up at
him, momentarily speechless as he stared at her with slate gray eyes. His full
lips seemingly beckoned her to kiss them, and those hands—big and wide with
long fingers—she wanted them on her body, caressing her breasts, thighs, and
everything in between. She blinked and swallowed hard. She needed to get her
hormones together; she wasn't here to lust after this man, whoever he was. She
was here to meet with Wellington and she didn't give a damn if they sent Denzel
Washington to the lobby to meet her--Crystal wasn't moving until she got what
she wanted. Still, the man looking at her was fine as hell.
His face
told a story of annoyance, with a scowl darkening his handsome features and his
wide nostrils flaring with anger. “Are you going to just stare at me or do you
have something to say?” His voice reminded her of a sensual sax, hypnotic and
melodic. Her body was electrified at the thought of him whispering sweet words
of passion in her ear.
“I’m not
talking to anyone but Douglas Wellington.” Crystal’s voice wavered, but not
from fear. Carnal desire described what she was feeling as she stared into his
eyes.
“I am
Douglas Wellington,” he announced dryly.
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