The opening for Carnal Awakenings - A story from the Claw Marks Anthology
Nick Blakewood’s body warmed despite the cold July fog that blew in under the Golden Gate Bridge. Seeing her made more than his temperature rise. He was staring and he hoped she noticed.
The sway of her hips, the grace in her movement, was poetry in motion. Three days had passed since the first time he’d seen her. And three long nights spent dreaming about her delicate features left him restless. When he'd told Mike about the woman, Mike encouraged him to come back and meet her.
Available October 3rd from Rebel Ink Press