Hot Flash: WRONG by Shelby Morgen

WRONG

by Shelby Morgen Cover art: Bryan Keller

ISBN: 978-1-60521-664-5

Genre(s): Guilty Pleasures (Contemporary)

Theme(s): BBW, Cougar

Length: Hot Flash

Page Count: 22

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Blurb:
Katie's got her eye on tall, dark, and hunky, wrapped in black leather and jeans.
Problem. He's so sinfully sexy, she can't get a word out in his presence. Not to mention the fact that he looks like he's barely legal, at best. She needs to get him out of her system.
Michael's got other ideas. He's set his sights on improving Katie's theory of the Big Bang -- in more ways than one.
Excerpt:
Wrong
Shelby Morgen
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Copyright ©2011 Shelby Morgen

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Go for it.
No, no, no. Not going to happen.
Come on, Katie. You can do this.
Absolutely not.
Oh my God. He looks even better without the jacket. Look at that body. And why do you think he's holding the jacket there?
Katie tore her gaze away from the cowboy holding the jacket, firmly deciding not to speculate on what all that black leather might or might not be hiding. "Thank you. I hope you enjoy the book."
Katie picked at the book cover, trying to contain her agitation. This was her third book signing in as many months, and the third time this cowboy had lined up for her autograph. That couldn't be a coincidence. Could it?
Stop staring at his crotch.
She averted her eyes, knowing she was blushing furiously. She looked down at the book in her hands -- her latest release, Cosmic Theory and The Big Bang -- and forced herself to quit thumbing the edge of the flyleaf.
I'd like to show him a big bang.
Oh, that was just wrong. She worked hard at not giggling. Physicists did not giggle. Not at book signings. And not because a handsome stranger stood in her line. Especially not when that sinfully sexy leather clad stranger'd shown up twice before -- for the same book -- and she'd still not been able to get a single word out of her stupid mouth.
You can do this! Come on, Katie. He's next up. Say something. Anything! Speak!
She looked up into the most gorgeous set of blue-green eyes she'd ever seen -- where were his sunglasses? -- and, once again, froze.
"Michael," he supplied.
What? Why was he telling her his name? Oh, so she could sign the book. Flustered, she reached for her pen -- why had she set it down? -- and knocked into her water glass. "Shit!" Katie clapped a hand over her mouth.
"Whoops!" Michael grabbed the glass -- and the pitcher -- just in time.
Michael -- she'd already known his name -- she never forgot names -- had the grace to laugh, just loud enough to cover her indiscretion. Hastily flipping the book open to the title page, she wrote For Michael -- you're a lifesaver! Dr. Catherine Vargen. "Thank you," she managed out loud.
There. She'd done it. She'd actually spoken to him. On some crazy inspiration, she pulled out one of her promo cards. "I'm giving a lecture at the planetarium tonight," she offered.
"What are you doing afterward?"
She blinked, twice, looking, she knew, like an insane owl. "Excuse me?"
"Q & A? Group discussion?"
"Oh." Yes, of course that's what he'd meant. Idiot. "Yes, I'll be fielding questions after the lecture."
"Great. I'll be there."
"Thank you!" she repeated lamely as he headed for the register.
Giving her a great view of tight jeans over a really fine looking ass.
Idiot, idiot, idiot. Quit looking! Jail bait. You'll get yourself arrested!
He couldn't be that young, could he? No. College student. Had to be at least twenty-one or twenty-two, maybe. Still. Twenty years her junior. Wrong. Just plain wrong.
Yeah, well, all she'd done so far was look. Couldn't arrest her for that. Not while he had his clothes on, anyway.
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