Blog by VONNIE DAVIS -- International, Award-Winning Romance Author: Adventurous...Humorous...Amorous.

Monday, December 9, 2013

They Don't Call Him Einstein for Nothing!

Einstein adores his owner, Becca Sinclair. He also likes his new next-door neighbor, Dan "Wolf" Wolford. He likes how the man scratches behind his ears and talks to him. He'd like to bring his owner and Wolf together. Like most dogs, Einstein has a few tricks up his paw. So he's taught himself how to open Becca's dresser drawers and snatch a pair of her thongs. Yup, this German shepherd's on a mission. Hey, they don't call him Einstein for nothing.

Let me share a few snippets to show you what I mean...

Becca sipped her lukewarm hot chocolate and winced. “By the way, mutt-meister, you better leave my thongs alone.” Einstein stopped licking and raised his head. “I mean it. Stay out of my underwear drawer. Just my luck, I get a dog who teaches himself to open drawers. There are teeth marks around my dresser handles.” The dog whined and went back to loving his testicles.

Much to Becca's chagrin, Einstein becomes the Robin Hood of underwear, stealing thongs from her and giving them to Wolf.

Wolf smiled and tilted his head. “Although, I am getting pretty familiar with your taste in underwear. Einstein left a pair of purple thongs beside my ladder the day I fell off and leopard print thongs at my back door yesterday.”

“Oh, no,” she groaned. She’d never had trouble with her dog running off until this man moved in next door. She could see why a woman might chase after Wolf—an enticing blend of macho, good looks and an unexpected measure of gentleness—but why was her dog so damned attracted to him? And just why was her dog so suddenly set on stealing her underwear?

“What did you do with my thongs? You never brought them back.”

“Tied them to the handle grips of my Harley.” He jerked his thumb over his shoulder.

“You what!” She would kill him.

Even when things are not going well between Becca and Wolf, this dog will not give up. He wants his alpha Wolf.

Einstein propped his nose on the edge of the tub as she bathed. The hot water soothed her aching muscles, clearing some of the mental fog from her thinking processes. She had to admit she shouldered some of the blame for her broken heart. Hadn’t she guarded it this past year? Yet, as soon as one dark-eyed man with a lone dimple aimed a smile her way, she lowered her guard. “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

Her dog whined and rested a paw on the tub. She leaned toward him and he licked her face.

“Looks like it’s just you and me from now on. And no more carrying my underwear next door to that man. You hear?”

He barked twice.

“Don’t you talk back to me.” She stood and dried off. “Do I need to rearrange my drawers?”

He growled deep in his throat, turned and sat with his back toward her. And wasn’t that just like a man?

BLURB: There’s only one thing on Becca Sinclair’s Christmas list this holiday season – her very own column in the local paper. And if she can build a huge blog following, her wish just might come true.
Enter Dan “Wolf” Wolford aka the man-whore next door and the new star of Becca’s popular, post-divorce blog about men. A Navy SEAL turned commander of the Florida Marine Rescue Unit, Wolf’s the very definition of the word alpha – and with an endless rotation of women on his doorstep, this hunk on a Harley has Becca and her female followers all hot and bothered!
All Becca wants for Christmas is her newspaper column, right? But when she finds herself the target of Wolf’s irresistible attentions, her snarky comebacks become less and less convincing and, suddenly, she’s not so sure anymore…

1 comment:

Angela Adams said...

I hope I'm supposed to be laughing -- because I am while reading this excerpt!Best wishes with your release!!