Provocation by B.J. McCall Excerpt 2

B.J. McCall Dark Desire, erotic romance, paranormal 0 Comment March 16, 2017

She can be his best fantasy — or his worst nightmare.

Either way, Ledger’s life is about to change.

Enjoy

B.J.

Provocation has traversed the veil and taken on a physical form created specifically to attract divorce attorney Ledger Keane. Provoking humans is her calling. She can be sweet, cunning or cruel, but tonight Provocation’s in the mood to play.

She’s mysterious. She’s beautiful. She does things ladies don’t do. Ledger’s no fool. He knows she’s up to something, but he doesn’t care. He’s captivated.

Excerpt 2

Thankfully, Everett liked to talk. Ledger’s task was to listen and to reassure, but his attention was drawn repeatedly to the brunette. Every twitch of her high-heeled foot made his pulse leap. Waiting for her to uncross her long legs left him edgy and frustrated.

She fueled his imagination, had him thinking about lifting her dress and having fast, hard sex on the table, up against a wall or in her silver sedan. The images flashing in his head made it difficult to concentrate.

Everett stared at him. “You all right, Keane? You seem distracted.”

He rubbed his forehead. “Sorry, Everett. Dealing with a headache.”

Ledger glanced at the brunette.

She didn’t look at him. She didn’t uncross her legs. She simply sipped white wine and drove him crazy.

The longer she sat there, the more scenarios Ledger conjured.

Everett’s phone rang. He answered, then looked at Ledger. “I need to take this.”

Taking the cue, Ledger rose from the table and headed for the men’s room. He passed by the woman’s table, catching the scent of her perfume. Desire rolled through him, hot and heavy. He glanced back.

She didn’t turn or acknowledge him. Maybe she was meeting a lover. Maybe she didn’t like underwear. Maybe she was deliberately targeting him. If so, why?

Ledger visited the men’s room. Just as he stepped out of the lavatory, the brunette strolled into the narrow corridor.

“Have we met?” Ledger knew they hadn’t, but he wanted to engage the woman before she entered the ladies room.

She paused. “I don’t think so.”

“You were parked in my spot at the City Business Center a few hours ago.”

“I’m really sorry,” she said, lowering her eyes. “I was in a desperate hurry.”

“You cut me off on the freeway. Then you made an indecent gesture.”

A slight smile touched her lips. “That was you?”

“It was.”

She stepped toward him. “I should apologize.”

He inhaled her perfume. “You could buy me a drink.”

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The Veil – Book 1 Temptation, Book 2 Provocation