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May 26, 2013

Cover Reveal - Just to be Left Alone by Ginny Lynn

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Just to be Left Alone by Ginny Lynn

Samantha Malone just wants to have a content relationship and a fulfilling career but what fate throws at her is deranged Jason Strickland, who thinks she belongs to him and no one else.

Jason is the ex-boyfriend that wickedly dogs her every step and threatens her at every sinister turn, going to insane extremes to have her all to himself.

When the tide turns and things fade to black, she meets handsome motorcycle driving samaritan, Conrad Forsythe who gladly comes to her rescue, more than once.

Conrad is the passionate type of man that has her envisioning steamy nights and cherished days. She begins to crave these things and much more as her heart reaches for her green eyed white knight. Can she get safely away from the man who is desperate enough to kidnap her? She prays so because love must always rule the heart of this fair maiden.

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 7, 2013
Sweet Cravings Publishing

Excerpt & More

I hung up and headed to the bathroom for some mousse and a few quick swipes of makeup before I grabbed my hobo bag and headed downstairs. I was only standing there for three minutes before he pulled up in his truck.

He admired the expanse of my legs as I hopped up into the seat. His hand immediately went to my thigh as he pulled me to him for a hard kiss.

“You look mighty tasty in that outfit, my dear,” Conrad said as he casually looked down at the skirt that had ridden up when I had gotten in the truck.

I didn’t even pull it back into place since I enjoyed him admiring my legs. Who cares if it was only three inches away from showing my underpants, no one else could see it. I snickered as I imagined myself wearing this another day, except purposely forgetting the underpants.

I told him just as much. The truck swerved.

“Wow, I didn’t think I’d get that kind of response.”

“Young lady, that was dangerous. Try to keep those thoughts to yourself when I’m driving.”

I reached over to pat his right knee and he smiled at me.

When we got to the restaurant it was later than the normal lunch time.
We got seated at a booth in a sunny corner and heard slow country music playing over the speakers. We quickly ordered and sent the waitress on her way. We talked about ourselves as we listened to the soothing music.

Our food showed up, but we kept up the conversation. We even tried each other’s food. I had gotten the blue cheese filet and he had ordered the Hawaiian ribeye.

“Dreams. What dreams do you have?” I asked.

“Lately, wet ones.”

I choked on my potato.

“Okay, breathe.”

He patted me on the back as I chugged down enough water to get my lungs clear.

“Wow, seriously?” I asked between gasps of air.

“Yes, seriously.”

“I will rephrase the question. What dreams do you have for the future?”

“Sex with you, owning my own fabrication business and a long motorcycle trip one spring.”

“That sounds like fun. Where would you go?”

“I love the mountains and would also like to drive down the coast checking out places that I’ve never been to.”

“I like it. I have always wanted to travel, but it doesn’t work with my career.”

“Where would you go?”

“I have always wanted to go to Greece, Spain and Ireland.”

“I would go to Hawaii and Africa,” he said as he finished off his steak.

I gave him the last bite of mine as I patted my full belly. We turned down any desserts and sat back for a little while.

“Let’s get a little deeper with the conversation. Sex. I’m being presumptuous about us having sex one day. What are your turn ons and turn offs?”

“You know my neck is sensitive. I like just about everything you do.”

“Yes, the neck is nice. I also like how you clench up your stomach when I go anywhere near it. I like my ear sucked,” he stated.

“I don’t like my feet to be messed with.”

“Some people love to have their toes sucked on.”

“Not me.” I shuddered.

“Any fantasies?”

“Um, well, maybe a few.”

“Come on, don’t be embarrassed. How can I fulfill them if I don’t know about them?”

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