Thanks to everyone who helped me celebrate the release of I Do. . .or Die this week. It's been a lot of fun. I've got another snippet for you, right after Shelby and Ryan have done their best to stay away from each other, but without much success:
So much for hoping this "leaving each other alone" thing would be easy. I had barely agreed to the hands-off agreement before I had subdued Ryan with a full-body assault, right there in the hospital elevator.
Silly me thought it would relieve some of the tension. Like I was some kind of pressure cooker with a wonky safety valve needing adjustment. Turns out I was more like a teakettle. Get me next to a heat source like Ryan again and I'd be letting off steam that could fill fourteen saunas.
Instead of defusing the sexually charged atmosphere, I had actually made things worse.
Thanks again to everyone for stopping by and saying such nice things about my book! I hope you have a great Six Sentence Sunday.