Jamie Farrell

Cinna slid down the bar, sassing three groomsmen andwinking at a fourth on her way.__ totally get why some animals eat their young,_ Pepper said.

It is utterly unfair,_ she said, shooing Wrigley away andtossing aside her blanket, __hat your country boy smile isn__illegal._ She pulled her feet from beneath him, but then she swung a leg over him and straddled his lap, still smiling at him while she took his cheeks in her hands and pressed a soft, open-lipped kiss to his mouth.Will__ pulse kicked up the tempo. He gripped her hips andpushed against her, parted his lips to make way for her tongue.Music exploded inside him. Electric guitars, keyboard, fiddle,bongos. No words, just the white-hot melody of their bodies.The intoxicating scent of her shampoo tickled his nose, but the intrigued woman scent was stronger__eady and spicy and everything.He wanted her.

She ran her hands under his shirt, over his chest, her cooltouch igniting shivers over his skin. __s this a ploy to get another song out of me?_ she asked.__t__ a ploy to get you out of your pants.___nd what, exactly, are you planning on doing once you getme out of my pants?__ill felt his lips curving up again. __arlin_, you leave thedetails to me.

My clue is that you're supposed to keep going once you've found me."His eyes narrowed. Thoughtfully, as though he were looking for the words she wanted to say instead. "Keep going in the maze?" he said slowly. "Or keep going somewhere else?"The man had an evil streak. "The maze," she said firmly.Helpfully. Like a dutiful daughter of Bliss."Because there are a few places I'd like to go with you.

Lindsey had a nearly uncontrollable desire to run herfingers through his hair, to see if it was as soft today as it had been the last time she__ known him. And that thick stubble on his cheeks and chin was long enough to be soft too. The good soft.Especially against her softer parts.Intrigue and desire warmed the smileys on her panties.

What, was there something special in your ice cream?_ he said like an ass.__strogen,_ she said. __ou might notice some swelling in your boobs and shrinkage in your package for a few days.

If you kiss me and then leave again to go write anothertwangy song,_ she said, eyes closed, lips barely moving, __ swear to God, I will snap that guitar in half and feed it to you for breakfast.___ou use the prettiest words.

On my honor, I ain__ ever tasting another woman__ sexualfavors. Even if the bakery offers __m up in a cupcake wrapper andcalls __m whipped dreams.

I am so not kissing you tonight,_ she informed him.He chuckled softly. And if she thought his smile wasdangerous, his chuckle should__e been classified as a biologicalweapon. Sin in a sound wave.__ut now you__e thinking about what it would be like, ain__you?_ he said.__nly my stupid parts.

Two years ago, she had inherited The Milked Duck Ice Cream Shoppe in downtown Bliss from Great Aunt Agnes. After gettingher degree in sociology and then bouncing around the country, waffling from job to job and one relative__ couch to another, she__ finally found where she fit: creating and serving happiness to the locals and the destination wedding tourists in Bliss.

Though everyone who mattered to him told him to walk away, though Lindsey herself told him to walk away, he was still here. And she was still glad.

Are those the Edible Undies cupcakes?_ one of the women in the kitchen asked. __hey__e the Nipple Lickers,_ Kimmie answered. __ithout the nipples._ __ heard you perfected the Sex on a Peach cupcakes,_ another feminine voice said. __an you squeeze me in for a double order of Spank Me Strawberries the weekend before Knot Fest?

Some days, Will wished he could__e been like Mikey. Living it up, having fun, embracing the moment. But Will had never been the kind who could keep his heart out of it.

They hadn__ been good months. About as ugly as a wet warthog and as messed up as a bumblebee in a snowstorm.

Those gray eyes slid back to her. __our shower big enough for two?___es, but the cats don__ like to get wet. Neither does theguinea pig. But you might have some success with the lizard.__ad, bad move. Because both corners of his mouth weregetting in on the smile action. He moved them one at a time, first the right corner, then a slow follow from the left corner.And then he showed his dimple.

Smoke hung heavy in the air. Will__ eyes stung. His throat.His nose. And the crackling. God, the crackling fire was like the devil laughing.Vera was in that house.Mikey gripped his arm. __old on, Will___ill lunged forward. __era____hoa, Will._ Mikey__ grip tightened. __top.___he hell I will. Vera____illy?_ One of the cops approached him. Said a bunch ofwords. Helped Mikey hold Will back.Vera was in that house.Vera, her trusty wooden body, her frets, her new strings. Vera,who__ had his back everywhere from Pickleberry Springs toNashville to New York to LA, from seedy bars to stadiums.Vera, who__ helped him write his first song. His last song.Every song in between.

This Chocolate Orgasm is the best chocolate ice cream I__eever had.___ikey helped with that one,_ Dahlia heard herself say.Mari Belle laughed, a light, pretty sound. __ sense hisinfluence in the Hazel__ Nuts.

Did you call someone and tell them you__e safe?___alled and told __m I__ not dead. Not so sure about safeyet.