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9780373793297

Kiss And Dwell

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  • ISBN13:

    9780373793297

  • ISBN10:

    0373793294

  • Format: Paperback
  • Copyright: 2007-05-01
  • Publisher: Harlequin
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Summary

Monique Vicknair has a secret—she's a medium, dedicated to helping spirits cross to the other side. Unfortunately, she's been so busy, she hasn't taken care of her own earthly needs. And it's been a long, long time. So when she meets r

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Excerpts

Monique Vicknair spooned sauteacute;ed crawfish tails from the black cast-iron pot, inhaled the spicy scented air, then turned toward Pierre and smiled. "Okay, bring me that bowl," she instructed, pointing a red-tipped finger toward the large dish. She'd had her nails done today at her salon. Nails done, brows waxed, skin moisturized, hair trimmed--the works. And tonight, she planned to putthe worksto the test with Pierre Comeaux. "This bowl?" He lifted the white ceramic dish embellished with a thick blue ring around its bulging middle. Green onions, yellow onions and chopped bell pepper towered above the rim and added another tantalizing scent to the kitchen. He held the bowl out of her reach. "Do you need this,chAre?" he asked, green eyes glittering with mischievousness. He knew she wanted him, and from the cocky smirk on his gorgeous face, he probably knew how much. "Yes, I do." She swallowed thickly and prayed that the summons from Adeline Vicknair would wait long enough for at least one time of hot-and-heated with Pierre. Over the past six months, her deceased grandmother had single-handedly managed to keep Monique from any sexual activities whatsoever. Well, any sexual activities involving males. Monique had sure given her stash of vibrators a run for the money. Thank goodness Grandma Adeline didn't have the power to stop a charged battery, a steamy romance novel and a determined imagination. But Adeline did have the power to make Monique miserable if she didn't heed a spirit's calling. In other words, when Monique's skin started burning, signaling she had a letter waiting, she should return promptly to the Vicknair plantation to start her assignment. Do not pass Go; do not collect two hundred dollars. However, the operative word in that sentence?Should.Sheshouldreturn. But why now? Why this time? Why couldn't Grandma Adeline give her a little more time, just until Pierre made her toes curl? It never failed that the minute her libido experienced that exquisite elation, at the telltale moment of orgasm-here-we-come, some distressed specter decided to pay Monique a visit. Not exactly what the doctor ordered for a woman who enjoyed sex. Take tonight, for example. Pierre Comeaux's invitation to a "cozy dinner on my terrace, beneath the whisper of mighty oak branches and a warm July breeze" had started Monique's sparks burning hotter than a levee bonfire at Christmas. Naturally, the image that came to mind was of the two of them sprawled on the veranda, their stomachs sated from a delicious meal and their sexual appetites equally sated from a delightful tango beneath a limitless blanket of stars. Unfortunately, Monique had had a hell of a day at the beauty shop, with nothing going quite right, particularly in the color arena. And double unfortunately, she knew what that meant. It was only a matter of time until Adeline sent a summons that would warrant the attention of her middle granddaughter. Middle. Middle girl in the list of cousins and middle child in her own family, with Gage the playboy serving as big brother and Dax the tenderhearted forming her younger bookend. Middle children were known for demanding attention, right? Well, she was ready to demand some now--from Pierre. Time was wasting. Flesh was stinging. Ghosts were coming. She took a deep breath and prepared to ask the most gorgeous combination of dark-haired, tanned and muscled Cajun she'd seen in quite a while if they could skip dinner completely and get naked, but before she could make the request, he inhaled the tantalizing scents in the kitchen, emitted an extremely male guttural growl, and grinned. "I've wanted to share a dinner with you--share a night with you--for a long time," he said. "You, me, delicious food and an entire night to explore possibilities." His smile broadened, his eyes smoldered with desire. He obviously saw all o

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