Through the Veil,  Celtic Love Knots Volume 1
February 2007
Whiskey Creek Press Torrid

Alyson has the perfect man, but only in her dreams.  Her friendly neighborhood witch decides to change all that on Samhain.  Fortunately, plans go awry and Alyson’s dream man becomes flesh and blood.  He has 24 hours to convince her that she is his soul mate and destiny.  Can she leave all she knows behind for a chance at perfect love?

Alyson looked up at the sound of footsteps approaching her. It was him. Lucas. Six foot six inches tall in his bare feet, and long brown hair that had the most gorgeous blond highlights. Every time she saw him, she wanted to run her fingers through it. It was soft as down and felt wonderful against her body. She knew she could never get enough of him.

Tonight, he was wearing jeans that hugged his body like a second skin. They left nothing to her imagination, but she knew exactly what was under that denim, and the material barely did it justice. Her body tingled at the thought of stripping those jeans off him before the night was through.

As always, he approached her with the sleekness and stealth of a jungle cat. As though she were a scared mouse that might run away.

“Good evening, Alyson.” That deep voice sent shivers running up and down her spine, centering on her suddenly wet pussy.

“Hello, Lucas.” Alyson heard her own voice, breathy and sultry, so unlike her normal tone. He did that to her every time.

He reached for her, nesting his hand in her own long red hair, running it through his fingers. “You look exquisite tonight.”

Alyson looked down at herself. She was wearing a low cut v-neck shirt that clung to her chest, showing her hardened nipples through the light material. A broomstick skirt swung nearly to her ankles, blowing in the light breeze.

“Thank you.” She felt herself blush.

“Anywhere you would like to go? Or maybe just stay here?” His husky voice left Alyson no doubt as to what he wanted to do if they stayed in tonight. The sparks running down her body from where his hand held hers reminded her she was perfectly willing.