Introductions and Reading Traps.

Hello all, this is Drea's new blog manager/digital assistant Merenda at your service. Drea and I will be working together to bring you new and updated content regularly and consistently. Look forward to WIP blurbs, passages, and character descriptors. Now, on to that reading  trap I talked about in the title, here's a passage from Country Courtin' a WIP.

“Jamison, I know you didn’t hop my Mamma’s fence just to leer at me?” I snapped saucily before turning around to grab my basket.

“Where the hell is your bra?”

I spun around to face him so fast I almost fell over.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.  Why are you out here in broad daylight with out a bra on.  A blind man could see you ain’t wearing one.”

“I do not know who you think you are, Levi Mitchell, but I am going to pretend I did not just hear you trying to be the boss of me”

I snatched my basket and brushed past Levi. The morning was already warming up and now I was pissed on top of it.

I let out a little screech as Levi grabbed my arm and spun me to face him.  Standing as close as we were I had to crane my neck to look into his eyes. What I saw there shocked me. Besides anger there was something else. Something raw and powerful. Something that called to the woman in me. My breathing hitched as he lowered his eyes to stare at my mouth. When he dipped his head I thought for sure he was about to kiss me. I tried to stand my ground really I did, but I could feel myself melting into him. My breast pressed into the hard planes of his chest.

“Marci…”

Oh my God, is that my name. Oh say it again.