Book three in the Darklander Lovers series.
Warlocks in Lance's family have been cursed for generations. Revenge pumps in his veins along with his drive to succeed in the human corporate world. During a blind date with his coworker, he discovers she's a witch belonging to the same family who cursed his.
Cindy fought to escape her gray Darklander world to prove herself in the human realm with her business smarts. She dresses down, doesn't use her magic and is a force to be reckoned with.
Ignoring the sizzling passion her demanding warlock lover evokes in her might prove to be the hardest challenge in her life. But enjoying being controlled in the bedroom doesn't mean she has to give up all she's fought for.
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Ellora's Cave Publishing, Incorporated
September 28, 2010
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Excerpt from Be My Warlock Tonight by Renee Field
Cindy could not believe her luck. Damn. Double damn! Of all the places to meet her blind date of the night it had to be none other than on the tallest building in the city. Forget that heights totally terrified her, but the tallest building...come on, what were the odds? she thought darkly to herself.
I shouldn't have gone to that blasted charity auction. Just think, I could be home in bed now. Alone. That was routine most nights anyway, which was even sadder. However, Cindy was pleased she'd allowed her friends, Nora and Tina, to talk her in to the evening. It had been a pleasantly fun night. In fact, if Cindy didn't know any better she would have thought it had felt almost magical. It also pleased her to know that her hard-earned money went to support a worthwhile cause. The building of the theater's playhouse, next door to the already refurbished cinema, would certainly go a long way to enhancing the downtown block. If she had to fork out a thousand dollars each night over the course of the three-day event it was the least she could do to help the area. Plus as an added bonus she got a date. Something she couldn't seem to get on her own. Another sad point in her life at the moment.
Abruptly Cindy silenced her negative thoughts. She had worked hard for this life and was damn well going to be happy in it.
I can do this. I will do this. Just ignore the fact that this is the tallest building in town and some weirdo had this crazy idea to create a restaurant outside and on the top floor. Sure, why not.
She looked way up at the fifty-plus-story building and fought the urge to flee. Her legs shook, and the belt to her white leather coat was cinched so tight it dug into her waist, but she was determined. If she could negotiate being allowed to live on her own instead of with her family who lived in the Graco-Roman Darklander world, Cindy could conquer her fear of heights and meet her blind date of the night all without the use of magic.
She stepped into the elevator and hit the top floor. When the door opened she awkwardly stepped out.
"May I help you?" The beautiful waitress with unreal long black hair that pooled down past her butt looked at Cindy as if she knew exactly how she felt. Terrified.
"I don't think I can do this," she heard herself blurting out.
"Then let me help you." The man's voice rumbled with warmth and familiarity, tickling every nerve ending in her body.
Cindy pivoted and turned. She looked up to find the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. They almost glowed. His pupils were large, aware and there was something mystical...something knowing and telling in those Grecian sea-blue eyes that tightened a knot of dread and excitement in her.
Color was something she never got tired of cataloguing or looking at. Having spent her childhood in the Darklander realm, which existed solely in shades of gray, black and white, Cindy thought Earth was more than she could ever have dreamt about or magically created. She didn't know she had missed anything until she had spied her first red rose.
"And trust me, helping you will feel ohhh so good," drawled the man, forcing Cindy back to the moment at hand.
Cindy realized this was her date. He wore the Zorro-like mask to conceal his identity, adding to his allure and making him look sexy as hell in his black formal suit that clung to every chiseled feature on his tall, six-foot-six muscular frame.
Add a sword and he'd look like the perfect Darklander warlock. Rivers of dark jet-black shiny hair fell unfashionably past his shoulders, adding to his mystique. The urge to reach out and run her fingers through his mane flashed hot and bright through her. Then he smiled a sexy, coy grin of knowing. She was instantly hit with his magical magnetism. Goose bumps of lust rose to the occasion and for the first time in her life Cindy was more terrified of the sexual magic this man wielded than her fear of heights.
Still unable to form a coherent word, she let him move closer.
"I will escort you." He claimed her arm, touching her bare skin, and that one fleeting act of intimacy ignited a fire of heat in her pussy that said to hell with the meal, let's just hit the sheets.
Heat rushed to Cindy's cheeks. Her date turned those mystical Grecian-blue eyes to her, grinning devilishly.
"I love your line of thinking."
"And that would be?" Was that her throaty voice teasing him? Straightening her spine, Cindy eased more into his frame, purposely brushing her body up against his, needing to feel his reaction.
The tingling zing, as if an electric current passed through her to him, caused his hair to rise in a gentle wave. He simply shook his head and unhooked his arm from hers to bring her hand into his large warm palm.
"Your place or mine?"
"Mine." Cindy didn't hesitate. She had no desire to set one more foot onto the clear see-through floor of Finn's restaurant but she had lots of desire to peel this man layer by layer out of his clothes.
Puff! A second later she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to get orientated. One minute she had been on top of the tallest building in town and then in a blink she was standing inside her house with her blind date looking sexy, dangerous and damn-straight magical.
"Wait a second, you're a magical being?"
"What?" he asked, clearly surprised by her question.
Pissed and angry at herself for not paying better attention to the man she'd picked as her blind date, Cindy sliced him a dirty look.
Placing both hands on her hips, she emphasized her point. "No magical beings."
He sauntered forward, glaring at her. "Are you a witch?"
"Worse. I'm a corporate-climbing bitch with no time for creatures of magic. So...out, out, next time I'll shout." Her sing-song voice resonated enough magical power to zap her blind date back to where he came from.