Here's an excerpt from the soon-to-be-released title, The Enemy Within (Daughters of the People, Book 3), featuring Bobby Upton, son of Rebecca the Blade, and Indigo Dupree. I've already placed the first scene of this story on the book's page. To prolong the suspense for those who want to wait for the book's release on 3 October, I've hidden the following excerpt behind a "Read More" link.
Enjoy!
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After lunch, Bobby drove Indigo to a huge furniture store in Buford. Once inside, she paused in awe of the sheer size of the selection.
“Bobby, really.” She looked around at row after row of furniture grouped into functional settings for every room in the house. “I only need a serviceable sofa and a bed. We’ll never sort through all of this in one day.”
“Sure we will.” He placed a hand on the small of her back. “C’mon.”
Indigo allowed him to guide her through a series of artfully arranged living areas. He stopped at a grouping consisting of a large couch, a loveseat, and a recliner, along with a coffee table, matching end tables, and more accessories than she would ever need.
She bit her lip and searched for a polite way to tell him no. “I don’t need this much.”
“You don’t have to take the whole thing.” He grinned, took her hand, and led her toward the couch. “Let’s try it out.”
He sat in the middle of the couch, pulled her down beside him, and draped a friendly arm around her shoulders. A tang of his soap tickled her nose, sharp and masculine, like Bobby. She shivered when his hand grazed her upper arm through the thin sleeve of her blouse.
The couch was soft and cushy, easy to snuggle into. Maybe a little too easy, especially with an attractive man sitting next to you with his arm draped over your shoulders. “This is comfortable.”
“Sturdy, too.” He patted the cushion with his free hand. “Easy to clean. This model has a fold-out bed.”
“A useful addition.” She turned to look at him and her breath caught in her throat. His mouth was inches from her own, sensual and tempting. “You’ve done this before, I take it.”
“Mmm.” He rubbed a finger over her lower lip, slowly, carefully, as if he were memorizing the shape and texture. “The extra bed comes in handy when you’ve got a large family.”
“I suppose it does,” she murmured. His gaze dropped to her mouth and his arm tightened around her shoulders, drawing her closer, and she put a hand on his chest, to stop him or encourage him, she didn’t know.
He blinked and drew back a moment before she heard footsteps approaching. Indigo stood, as much to pull herself together as anything, and managed a smile for the salesman walking toward them. The not-quite-kiss she shoved out of her mind. She couldn’t do a thing about the heat that lingered from Bobby's touch.