If I had to build my best Valentine’s Day, it would start by being on a Saturday…not a weekday, where I have to rush home from work before going out. And on that Saturday, I’d spend the day with my man…maybe starting with a leisurely morning at home and then going somewhere fun in the afternoon. That might be a movie or (for a geek like me) a visit to a museum.
No matter where we went, we’d have to get home in time to dress up for dinner. I’m thinking little black dress and my best jewelry. And then it’s off to a nice restaurant…and in this case, “nice” to me is more about good food than high price. The most important thing, of course, being that my man and I can spend that time together.
And when we get home from dinner…ah, well. I’ll leave that up to your imagination. 🙂
What is your best Valentine’s Day?
In the excerpt below, Matt, Sawyer and Tate hurry through a very un-Valentine’s like dinner before bonding with each other. Enjoy! Then check out the giveaways below that. Please remember that every comment not only qualifies for my giveaway, but also for the grand prize giveaway of a Kindle Paperwhite and a digital new adult romance basket! I’m also participating in some other blog hops right now–feel free to enter those giveaways before returning here to continue the Valentine’s Day hop! (Just check out the links in the sidebar under “Blog Hops.”)
After heaving a dramatic sigh, Tate said, “Fine. We can go to the hotel. But you’re taking me to that place tomorrow morning.”
Not on her life. But since he’d won this round, Sawyer kept quiet. “The hotel.”
“Maybe some dinner first,” Matt said from behind them. “We could stop at the diner. They’re fast.”
“Do they do takeout?” Tate said.
Sawyer squeezed her. “If they don’t, we can ask for boxes as soon as they bring out the food.”
When she laughed, he could feel the reverberations in his own chest. He buried his face in her neck, just breathing in the scent of her. Would he ever regain his balance? Or would he always feel this giddy, frantic need to have her as close as he could get her? He wanted to be wrapped around her, inside her, and her inside him.
Someone put a hand on Sawyer’s shoulder; as soon as Sawyer felt it, he knew it was Matt because of the heady feeling that rushed through him with all three of them touching.
“Diner,” Matt said. “Let’s hurry.”
Sawyer squeezed Tate one more time then gently pushed her in front of him toward the door. Matt called out a few last words to Caleb then followed them out to the parking lot.
“You drive,” Matt said.
Sawyer pulled his keys out. “How come?”
“Cause if I leave my car here all night, no one will tow it. Can’t say the same for yours.”
“So that’s how they treat outsiders here?” Sawyer opened the passenger door of his SUV and lifted Tate into the seat, even while she protested that she could climb in herself.
“No, that’s how they treat cops here,” Matt said. “Remember that. If you join the force here, you’ll have it good.”
“And until then, my car will be towed.” Sawyer climbed into the driver’s seat and started up the vehicle while Matt got into the back.
“I really could get in myself,” Tate said.
“I know, honey, but I wanted an excuse to touch you.” Plus, he’d seen the trouble she’d had climbing into the front seat when they’d driven here from Eagle Valley. But he didn’t think she’d appreciate it if he mentioned that.
“Oh,” Tate said. “Well, all right. You don’t really need an excuse, though.”
It was a good thing he’d stopped at a light because he couldn’t have kept his eyes on the road after that comment. “You sure we need to go to this diner?”
“Yes,” Matt said. “One of us only got a stale donut for lunch.”
“Then one of us needs to start eating better,” Tate said. “But I have to agree. I could really go for a burger.”
“And we need to keep our energy up for the long night ahead,” Matt said. He pointed through the gap in the seats. “There it is.”
A few minutes later, they stood by the counter while the cook fixed their orders.
Tate did everything she could to save her sister from being kidnaped, but failed. When Sawyer sees Tate lying in the hospital after the beating the kidnaper gave her, he feels rage like he’s never felt before. But it isn’t until Tate and Sawyer go to Lunaville to help hunt down the kidnaper and retrieve Tate’s sister that they meet Matt, their mate…and their lives are changed forever.
Despite wanting to find the nearest bed and complete the mating bond, cops Matt and Sawyer investigate the clues while holding Tate back from getting in the middle of things. But Tate’s the one who finds the biggest clue of all, a scent trail that smells just like the kidnaper. In the midst of following the trail and tracking down clues, Matt and Sawyer try to heal Tate of her biggest wound–the guilt of not being able to stop the kidnaper herself.
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