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She knocked his hand off, growling, but there was mirrored glint in her eye. It relayed that this banter was a normal occasion, then she shot back, “As if. You may be some underground fighting champion, but we both know who got who to pant first last night.”
His grin turned wicked. He moved closer, as a transformation came over him. He went from joking to seductive. His eyes narrowed and he murmured, “That’s not what I remember. He moved his head to the side. “Maybe we should have a repeat? Freshen up my memory? What to do you say, Doily?”
Her cheeks were already warm from running in, but she seemed to grow more flustered. Fanning herself, she rolled her eyes and grumbled, “Back up a step, stud muffin. We’ll figure out who can make who pant later on. We’ve got an audience now.” Then she gritted her teeth, remembering, “And stop calling me Doily,” she dropped her voice, “At least in public. I’m Dale.”
“Technically, you’re Delia. Doily is my pet name for you—”
She swatted at his chest and he sucked in his breath, a wicked grin coming back to his face. He caught her hand, and as everyone watched, he turned so his eyes were only on her. When he shifted, facing her squarely, they could see through his shirt that his body was a map of muscles. He could’ve been used as an anatomy model, showcasing each muscle. There was also a tattoo sweeping across his side, wrapping around his body. It resembled script writing.
“Okay. Yes.” The chef snapped her fingers. “Here’s the new group. This is Dale and Jaxon, although there’s more to them. Dale, where’s your brothers? And Hailey?”
The girl, with sleek dark hair, dark eyes, and pouty lips that quite a few of the guys around the table were still enamored with, rolled her eyes. Her hand rested on her slim hip. “I’m pretty sure my best friend and brother didn’t really have to run that ‘errand’,” she used her fingers to make air quotes, “like they said they did. They’ll show up, all hot and bothered, pretty soon.”
“The rest of your brothers?”
“The rest of the nine?” She shrugged. “No clue, but I’m sure Dean made them go with him to chase a bail jumper. He said we’re more the franchise people so we’re here to represent.” She scanned the entire table and her lips pressed together. “Whoa. There’s a lot of people here. Everyone’s a bounty hunter?”
“Ah.” The chef continued to frown. “No. You guys are the only bounty hunters”
The guy rolled his shoulders back and smirked. “Speak for yourself. I’m the bail jumper.”
A different thought occurred to the girl. “If they’re not bounty hunters, are they criminals?”
“No, no.” The chef shook her head. “That’s not what the franchise is about.”
“Oh.” The girl seemed satisfied with not knowing, because her eyes saw the cake and lit up. “You have cake? I love cake.”
“Not as much as she loves when I—”
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Fallen Crest Nightmare (A Fallen Crest Novella)
COMING SOON – Sustain (BS, #3)
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COMING SOON – Sentiment Lost (A Whole New Crowd, #2)
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Tijan started writing later in life, after she had already graduated college with a different direction in mind and a different degree under her belt. Hitting the brakes on that path, she taught herself how to write a good book and began posting at sites such as Fictionpress, along with Wattpad. After receiving such encouraging messages from readers, she self-published Fallen Crest High and has continued throughout the year. She continues to keep writing NA books!