Sunday Snippets #8

This week, I'm bringing you a snippet from a book which will being come out the first of June from Excessica.  A continuation of my Wizards of Venus series, Healer's Touch, Part One takes up where the first book left off.  With that being said - enjoy this little snippet from the scene where Kat (our heroine) is in the process of packing to leave on a trip across Areseric Desert with our reluctant hero, Charlie.  And be sure to stop back by RLJ for more snippets:D

 

After climbing the stairs, Kat entered her bedroom. Yanking out the small duffle she’d brought with her from Earth, she was in the midst of packing when there was a knock on her door. Without looking up, she yelled, “Come in.” She was surprised when she saw Charles in her open doorway. He had never once entered her private room.

"Did you come to seduce me, Charlie?" Softly licking her lips, she waited for the explosion she knew was coming, but she couldn’t help it -- she just had to tease him.

"No! How many times do I have to tell you, we’re never going to be lovers?”

Sashaying over to him, she trailed her fingers up his wide chest. She loved the stillness that washed over him every time she touched him.

"I don't know. Perhaps when your body doesn’t respond to my touch, or you can convince me you mean it. In the meantime, never say never, ‘cause it could happen.”

A low growl escaped him before he knocked her hand away. “Knock it off, Katrina.”

“I’d like to take something off.” Licking her lips, she nearly giggled when he cursed before he pushed past her. When he grabbed her bag, she couldn’t resist.

“Are you looking for sex toys, Charlie?” As she wrapped her arms around the bed post, she watched him dump her bag across the duvet. “If you wanted to see my vibrator, all you had to do was ask.”

“Knock it off, I said!” He pawed through the items on the bed. Because she was watching him intently, she noticed when his hand paused as he rubbed the material under his fingers.

“Find something interesting?” Pushing away from the end of the bed, she moved next to him. It amazed her how small her clothing seemed under the large dark hand stroking it.

He made an inarticulate sound and swallowed roughly before looking back up at her. “What’s this?”

Looking at the material under his hand, she had to fight to keep her own breathing steady. “The material or the garment? Surely your women wear panties.”

He nodded before rubbing his thumb over them once more. “But never of this kind of material. What is it?”