Night time is the right time ... the time when your secret desires are secret no more--if you're brave enough .. AFTER HOURS. Everything happens right around midnight...
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April 04, 2006
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Excerpt from After Hours by Jodi Lynn Copeland
There was something to be said about the way a woman danced. Between her body-hugging, short red dress and the arousing way she twisted her sleek curves, the woman who currently held Brendan Jordan ' s attention seemed to be saying ' do me ' loud enough to be heard halfway across the hotel reception hall.
He glanced over at Mike Donovan, his one-time college roommate and the newest victim of matrimony, then nodded toward the blonde.
From his seat next to Brendan at the head table, Mike followed Brendan ' s gaze. His grin turned from one of newly married idiocy to that of male understanding. ' Pretty incredible, isn ' t she ' he asked loudly, to be heard over the blaring music.
Drool-worthy was a more suitable way to describe her. Only, Brendan didn ' t drool over women. If anything, the situation was reversed. They gave him the hot, hungry, fuck-me looks that made it clear what they wanted even before they approached. And, if they were lucky, he gave it to them.
The blonde wasn ' t drooling over him. Judging by the dreamy expression that tugged her slightly too wide mouth into one of the sexier smiles he ' d seen, she wasn ' t even aware there were other people in the room.
Brendan was aware, however. Aware of how damned long he ' d been sitting there ogling her. Looking away, he took a long pull from his beer. He set the bottle back on the table before nonchalantly asking, ' So, who is she '
Mike ' s eyebrows rose. ' You haven ' t met Jilly '
' That ' s her name ' Brendan gave the woman an assessing look. Jilly didn ' t sound right. With breasts plump enough to fill his hands and a curvy ass that had the bulk of his blood firing straight to his dick, she deserved a far more sensual name.
' I ' d just assumed with your new jo ' '
Brendan glanced back at Mike. ' My what '