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Friday, March 13, 2015

Fancy an early night?

'Fancy an early night?' Such a delicious question. Here's how Dana reacts to it in this extract from Dana and the Drifter.

Ethan grinned. "Me too. Say - do ya fancy an early night?"

Dana glanced at her watch. It was only a little after nine. "I'm not exactly tired," she

"Neither am I." Ethan gave her a smouldering look. She interpreted it correctly and blushed.

"Ethan Fletcher. Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?"

"And what might that be?" he asked guilelessly.

"You know," she said with a giggle, then turned and headed for the bedroom.

He came striding after her, pulling off his shirt as he went. As Dana sat on the bed and
removed her sandals, she watched his hands go to his belt, snapping the leather through the metal
buckle, then ease his jeans down over his muscled thighs. Not for the first time did she suck in a
breath at the sight of him, her beautiful, sexy man. His broad shoulders and arms were thick with
solid muscle, his chest and belly and the ripple of toned abs were reminiscent of a sculpted Greek

Ethan paused for a moment as their eyes met, and then his expression turned to one of surprise
as Dana suddenly knelt before him.

"Let me," she whispered, and reached to tug down his underpants.


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