Random thoughts from the ordinary life of a SEXY Writer. Actually, it's my books that are sexy, but thankfully my husband of many years still finds me sexy too! This is a blog to share some of the weird, funny and occasionally philosophical thoughts flooding my mind - about Love and Sex, and Life in general.
And WRITING of course.
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the hell was this woman who'd walked into his soul with the ease of someone
walking into a garden, but who fit there with the comfort of a damned thorn
bush? Who was Jenna Hackville and why did she disturb him so?
body thrummed as if with the memory of a shared physically intimate knowledge
and a burning need to renew that knowledge, while his mind reverberated with
the gut-deep certainty of treachery.A
treachery which nevertheless, wouldn't prevent their bodies from melding and
exploding together with cataclysmic and volcanic force should she make one
positive move in his direction. Torr had the harsh conviction the civilisation
he'd always thought an integral part of his psyche was but a flimsy veneer,
stretched to its thinnest, over a barbaric brigand lurking beneath. There was
no doubt he was losing his mind.