Naughty or Nice. . .Is Liza Palmer being naughty or nice?

In my upcoming release, Rumor Has It,  Liza Palmer discovers that her best friend Robert Montgomery isn't the man she thought he was and she's willing to do what ever it takes to stop him from winning the state senate seat he's trying to get elected to.

Powering down his iPad, Jackson crossed over to the breakfast island in the kitchen to brew himself a cup of coffee. He had about an hour before he needed to get ready and head to the campaign office. He couldn’t believe the big debate was less than a week away and the election was just two weeks out. Reaching for a banana nut muffin, Jackson was ready to relax for just a minute. Then he heard the doorbell ring.
            “Really?” he muttered as he put his muffin down and headed to the door. Looking out the window, he was shocked to see Liza Palmer standing on his doorstep.
            When Jackson opened the door, Liza expected to see him dressed in a business suit holding a cup of coffee with the latest copy of the Charlotte Observer draped over his arm. What she didn’t expect and was not ready for was a shirtless Jackson Franklin.
            “Ooh,” she said, blinking then quickly turning away from his chiseled abs and tantalizing pectorals. “I-I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
            “Just my breakfast. How did you find my address?” he asked.
            “It’s not as if you’re unlisted. You might want to think about that when you win the election.”
            “As I recall, a couple of days ago, you were sure that I’d lose. And you told me to drop out.”
            “Things have changed and I have what you need to win,” she said. “May I come in?”
            Jackson folded his arms and she saw the 82nd Airborne tattoo on his forearm. God, that was sexy. Focus, damn it! she thought.
            “Why should I let you in?”
            “Because I can no longer stand behind Robert Montgomery and I want you to win this election.”
            Jackson tilted his head to the side. Dirty tricks were a part of politics and he wanted to believe that Liza was different. But why was she on his side all of a sudden?
            “I’m not buying this, and I thought we were running clean campaigns around here.”
            Liza pulled her phone out and flashed Jackson one of the pictures of Robert and that woman having sex. “This is all you need to win.”
            “I’m not running that kind of campaign. And I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I’m not falling for it.”
            “This isn’t a game. This is your ticket to that senate seat.”
            Jackson leaned against the doorjamb and folded his arms across his massive chest. “You’ve been his cheerleader since this began and even longer, according to you. Now you want to help me? Darling, I was born at night, but not last night.”
            Liza focused on his eyes, hoping they’d be less distracting than his muscular arms. Big mistake. They were intoxicating. Hypnotic.
            “I thought Robert was someone else. I thought he was a champion I could stand behind. But he’s not. People should know that.”
            “So, you’re morally outraged because he had sex in the office with his fiancée, or are you jealous?”
            Standing on her tiptoes, Liza gripped his arm. “I’m sick of people thinking that I’m petty and bitter. I can have a man if I wanted to be lied to and played. But I chose to blaze my own path. I’m sick and seriously tired of men lying and doing whatever the hell they want to do! I guess you’re one of those men too!”
            “Actually, I’m not. Because watching you stand here all indignant and angry, I want to scoop you up in my arms and take you inside to see how mad you really are,” he said with a slick smile.
            Liza dropped her hand from his arm and stepped back. “Uh, I—”
            “Don’t worry, I have self-control. And I have sense enough to know that a man sleeping with his woman in his office doesn’t make him—”
            “That’s not his fiancée, and if a man will lie to the woman he allegedly loves, why would he be honest with the public?” Her voice rose and Jackson did usher her inside, fearing that a neighbor would hear her.
            “Would you like a cup of coffee to go with that pissed-off feeling inside you?” he asked as he ushered her into the kitchen.
            Liza rolled her eyes and paced back and forth around the breakfast nook. “Don’t patronize me.”
            Jackson poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her. “Have a seat and let’s talk rationally.”
            “Do you want my help or not?”
            “I don’t want your help like this.”
            She sipped the black coffee and rolled her eyes. “Like this? What does that mean?”
            “It means, I’m not going to use scandalous pictures to win the election. People shouldn’t worry about what others are doing in their bedroom.”
            Liza flashed the picture again. “Does this look like a bedroom?”
            “You know what I mean. Liza, let’s be honest, your feelings are hurt. He’s engaged to your friend, you caught him cheating, and I’m guessing she took his side. You want to lash out and that’s why you’re here. If you really want to help me, send a donation to my campaign, vote for me, or”—he closed the space between them and drew her into his arms—“let me kiss you.”
            “What?” she asked, blinking as he lifted her chin.
            “I want to kiss you.” Before she could reply, Jackson covered her mouth with his and Liza melted. He was a skilled kisser. Smooth. Tender. Delicious. And his bare chest against her body caused a river to flow between her thighs. Just before losing herself in lust and longing, she remembered why she’d come there.
            Pulling back, she took a deep breath and turned for the door. “Liza,” Jackson called out. “Wait.”
            In mid-step, she stopped and looked at him. “What?”
            “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have . . .”
            “No, you shouldn’t have. Instead, you should’ve done this,” she said as she rushed over to him and threw herself into his arms. Liza nibbled his full bottom lip and then gave him a wonton lick across his lip. Jackson moaned, caught off guard and highly aroused.
            “Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, can we talk business?”

So, is Liza being naughty or nice?

Leave your answer in the comments by 10 p.m. and be eligible for a chance to win an Amazon gift card. 


Iris B. said…
LIza is a nice person being naughty. :)
Angie Lane said…
Liza is nice but naughty is mixed in!
Charles Ray said…
I think she's being quite naughty.
Tiffany W said…
I think she is being naughty
Cynta said…
I think she being nice and naughty :)
Louise said…
Liza has a good heart and i believes she is naughty as well.

keicia white said…
Oooooo! Liza hasn't even begun to be naughty I bet!! Lol! I think she's being nice for now!! :)
Deborah Fortner said…
Liza is nice but here she is being naughty.
Woooooweeeeee she's being very Naughty and Mr Jackson is loving it!!!
Jackie Roberts said…
Liza is being nice, with a whole lot of naughty thoughts running through her mind. Jackson is loves putting her on the hot seat.
Alveria Gaddis said…
Liza was nice but when she came inside of his house she looked and him and became very naughty after he kissed her
Kay Edmondson said…
Liza is "Nice" but can be "Naughty"when provoked.
Slynne said…
Liza is nice with a tantalizing dose of naughty thrown in when tempted or provoked.

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Ruby Page said…
Lisa is nice/naughty especially when she was looking at Jackson without his shirt on.
mil mgee said…
Liza is a nice person that allowed her hormones and emotions to make her a naughty person!
Ashley Ed said…
She was nice prior to that kids. But after she turned naughty, but who would blame her. I would have muself. Lol

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