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Hi everyone! Sorry if I’m a bit
distracted but this always happens when I visit someone’s web home. I start
wandering around, seeing what cool stuff they have. I love Beth’s Signature
Songs tab. These Muse lyrics are crazy good and I’d never heard them before. “You may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine”. I
also can’t keep my eyes centered because off to the left are all these cute
studs! Hello Handsome, I’m Hard All Over For You, and yes, I’d be crazy not to
like those tats! Let’s see, what was I going to talk about today? Oh yeah! I
have a somewhat sizzling hot pic to share too. It’s my Touch of Sin cover! Do
you like it? I’ll tell you this much, Luke, the hero of the story has a thing
for losing his clothes, but in a really good way. Anywho, I’m very excited to
say that it’s a Free Read and I hope you take Luke home with you tonight. You
have my permission to devour, his story. ;-) Happy Reading everyone! Thanks for
having me, Beth! Xoxoxo, Carlene
Touch
of Sin (A Sin Pointe Novel Free Read) Blurb:
Lonerby guitarist Luke Willoughby and his band
are under tight scrutiny since a press conference was ruined by a band member’s
sudden vomiting attack. They’ve been suspended from the Sin Pointe tour and
Luke fears they’ve blown it for good. The last thing he expects is the cute
management spy sent to observe him.
No-nonsense Sarrie Walker knows exactly what she’s
there to do, and makes no secret of it. Luke is impressed—and powerfully
attracted to Sarrie’s strong and sexy innocence. When they end up stuck
together in close quarters, Sarrie becomes dangerously irresistible—and very
much off-limits. Does she hold Luke’s second chance? And if he gives in to her
powerful allure, what happens to his heart?
Excerpt:
Sarrie stepped carefully and mostly on tip toes
out of the tiny, grime grouted shower. She’d had to waste one of their two
usable towels for a floor mat and made sure to land on it.
The good news was that
she no longer teetered on what she’d tell Mr. Keller when they made it to D.C.
Noah was sick and while he’d managed himself at
these smaller gigs, he didn’t belong on a massive, nationwide Sin Pointe tour.
She tried to picture him night after night and the binge drinking sessions. It
hurt her heart to think of it but worse than that was picturing the landslide
of sleepless nights Luke would have to suffer through caring for him. Sure,
they might all hate her as a consequence, but that’s why it was called tough
love. The truth hurt at first. And sometimes for a very long time after. But at
least the person would be alive.
She grabbed for the towel she’d left on the toilet seat
and found a loosely folded bunch of clothes. Not hers because they were too big
and, she pulled the shirt to her nose, they smelled like Luke. “Mmmm.”
Her eyes popped open so wide she felt her lashes touch
her brow bone. Yes, she’d just sighed at a man’s smell. It was a first. Maybe
it was because her decision no longer hung over her head, but she could get
lost in the fact she held the shirt he’d played in. She inhaled and the smell
brought back visions of him serving as master of his guitar and the beads of
sweat that had dotted his forehead, the one that hung from his nose, and the
slick mass that had wet his chest hairs showing through the top of his V neck
shirt. He’d been so lost in the music that he hadn’t seen her staring or cared
about the sweat. She’d noticed more than she realized and had to stop and
breathe through what that meant.
“So that’s it, Sarrie? You’re going there now?” she
whispered to herself. “Unbelievable.”
Why shouldn’t she?
Because she’d never had these feelings for a man before?
Because the two days she’d known Luke were clearly not long enough and she was
here to study him, not fall into a foolish one-sided infatuation? Or was it
that his life situation was too close a reminder of the one she’d finally saved
herself and her father from? The heaviness of all those truths bowed her
shoulders inward and down.
He’s gonna be
dealing with Noah’s addiction for a long time to come, especially if he can’t
stand to see his baby brother suffer. That’s what enablers did. She knew
because she’d watched her mom tiptoe around her dad until the day Mom just
didn’t come home.
Plopping down on the toilet seat, she bundled Luke’s
jeans together with his shirt and hugged them. A sock fell from the pile. She
found its match and could have cried at his selflessness. He was a good guy and
he had a ton of hurt coming his way. For a second, she forgot where she was and
nearly let her head fall back against the dingy bathroom wall.
Cold air leaking through the thin motel walls made her
shiver. So did the thought of wearing Luke’s clothes. But after she made sure
to dry off with the one towel, she pulled on her old panties and bra and then
his jeans, which nearly fell right back down, and then slipped his V neck shirt
over her head. The baggy look reminded her of the girls from TLC, but not one
single day in her life had she ever felt crazy, sexy or cool. Well, maybe she
could identify with the crazy part. Completely foreign to her was the thought
of what Luke would think. And then she had an altogether more shocking thought.
If his clothes were in here, what was he wearing?
Hot gusts of air puffed out from her lungs until she
managed to calm them down. But all she could really think about were bare,
strong shoulders and more than just the tiny glimpses she’d gotten of his chest
in the V cut shirt she currently wore. She needed a drink of water. Badly. She
wiggled her toes in his giant socks.
A
Bit About Carlene:
Carlene Love Flores is a big fan of the stars (especially
Orion), honest music (especially Depeche Mode), and her traveling family (no
favorites there-she loves them all). These things inspire her intimate style of
romance writing. She feels honored to be a member of Washington DC Romance Writers
(WRWDC). Carlene currently lives
in the D.C. area where she can often be found listening to live music and
looking up at the sky on clear nights. If she could touch someone’s heart
with her writing the way others have done for her, she’d say truly there never
lived a luckier girl.
Find
Carlene Here:
Website http://carlenelove.com/
Twitter https://twitter.com/cloveflores
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Here:
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Happy Hump Day! I really have to be careful coming here. So easily distracted by all this man candy! Thanks for having me Beth!!!!
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