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Thursday, December 4, 2014
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.
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.
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.
she said, blinking then quickly turning away from his chiseled abs and
tantalizing pectorals. “I-I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
my breakfast. How did you find my address?” he asked.
not as if you’re unlisted. You might want to think about that when you win the
recall, a couple of days ago, you were sure that I’d lose. And you told me to
have changed and I have what you need to win,” she said. “May I come in?”
folded his arms and she saw the 82nd Airborne tattoo on his forearm. God, that
was sexy. Focus, damn it! she
should I let you in?”
I can no longer stand behind Robert Montgomery and I want you to win this
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
not buying this, and I thought we were running clean campaigns around here.”
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.”
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.”
isn’t a game. This is your ticket to that senate seat.”
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
focused on his eyes, hoping they’d be less distracting than his muscular arms.
Big mistake. They were intoxicating. Hypnotic.
thought Robert was someone else. I thought he was a champion I could stand
behind. But he’s not. People should know that.”
you’re morally outraged because he had sex in the office with his fiancée, or
are you jealous?”
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!”
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.
dropped her hand from his arm and stepped back. “Uh, I—”
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—”
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.
you like a cup of coffee to go with that pissed-off feeling inside you?” he
asked as he ushered her into the kitchen.
rolled her eyes and paced back and forth around the breakfast nook. “Don’t
poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her. “Have a seat and let’s talk
you want my help or not?”
don’t want your help like this.”
sipped the black coffee and rolled her eyes. “Like this? What does that mean?”
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.”
flashed the picture again. “Does this look like a bedroom?”
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.”
she asked, blinking as he lifted her chin.
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.
back, she took a deep breath and turned for the door. “Liza,” Jackson called
mid-step, she stopped and looked at him. “What?”
sorry, I shouldn’t have . . .”
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.
that we’ve gotten that out of the way, can we talk business?”
So, is Liza being naughty or nice?
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