Tango Love
By: Nicole Flockton
Blurb
A sexy short story about being in love with
your best friend — and discovering it takes two to tango.
Melinda Jones has
been in love with her housemate, James Brady, since he moved in...but she has
no intention of ever telling him. Except it seems James has his own plans...and
they include asking her to share a sexy tango — then a little dirty dancing in
his bed.
For Melinda, it's
the best night of her life...until she wakes up alone the next morning. Is she
destined to spend her life dancing by herself, or will James step up to be the
partner of her dreams?
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Excerpt
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That voice. So
smooth, like warm chocolate sauce sliding down your throat. Such a shame it was
the lamest pick-up line in history. That voice deserved something so much
better.
Melinda Jones
turned, a light shiver tingling down her spine as she locked eyes with a pair
of deep blue ones.
“Please tell me you
don’t use that line all the time.”
His laughter
rumbled through her soul, and gooseflesh rippled down her arms. She was in
serious trouble. The man should be locked up. No woman was safe from his voice
or his laugh. No wonder he had such a good success rate with the opposite sex.
“Only for you,
babe, would I use a line like that. I know I’m pretty safe from getting a swift
hit in the ribs with your elbow.”
“It just gets
better and better. I’m going to dance, excuse me.”
And with that,
Melinda dumped her wine glass on the bar, slipped off the chair and headed for
the dance floor to join her friends. It was stupid to feel so hurt but she did.
James didn’t know she had feelings for him, so she really had no reason to be
angry. To him, she was just his housemate; the girl he could joke around with
and test his pick up lines on.
The fact that she’d
fallen in love him was her problem. He was the perfect housemate. He cooked,
cleaned, ironed and listened. He even watched chick flicks with her sometimes.
He was the perfect
guy and to him, she was just Melinda; the girl whose house he shared. He’d
never once batted an eyelid when she’d brought guys home. In the beginning, she
hadn’t batted an eyelid when he’d done the same and bought girls home. The fact
that she hadn’t gotten laid in over six months wasn’t his issue. It was totally
hers.
The realisation
she’d fallen for him had been one Friday night when they’d been sharing
Chinese. He’d said something and she’d looked over at him and WHAM that was
when it had hit her. She’d fallen for him.
Mooning over a guy
who wasn’t into you was the least attractive trait in a woman. How many times
had she’d told her friends that? Now it was time to take her own advice and get
over her feelings for James.
Melinda danced with
her friends. She laughed at their jokes and gave the impression she didn’t have
a care in the world.
“I’m getting a
drink!” She shouted to her friends over the incessant thump of bass. They
nodded and continued to dance.
Melinda headed
towards the bar, wishing she’d worn her favourite, comfortable Jimmy Choos,
instead of the new ones she’d bought that day. The shoes may have had sex
written all over them, but they were pinching her toes.
She sat down on a
recently vacated bar stool and ordered a fresh glass of white wine. Waiting for
the bartender to return with it she looked around the club. The crowd had built
while she’d been dancing. The testosterone level had risen tenfold.
As she gazed
around, her eyes stopped at a pair of broad shoulders. His t-shirt fit him like
a second skin.
Now that was the
type of distraction she was looking for. She wanted—no needed—a body that
night. Anything to take her mind off the one body she couldn’t have. It didn’t
really matter that he wasn’t the hottest guy on the earth. At that moment Mr
Heavenly Shoulders turned in her direction and locked eyes with Melinda.
Yes the night was
definitely looking up, she thought.
Melinda gave him
her come-hither smile. The invitation she was sending his way was very clear.
The wink he gave in return told Melinda he was interested in taking her up on
her offer.
The bartender
arrived at that moment with her fresh drink. She reached for it, bringing it
slowly to her lips, all the while watching and waiting for Mr Heavenly
Shoulders to make his way to her. He’d taken two steps when he stopped
abruptly, the flirty look stripped from his face.
He shrugged the
heavenly shoulders she’d been imagining wrapping her arms around as if to say,
“Thanks but not tonight.” He turned back to his friends.
“What the…?” There
was no possible way she’d misread that look in his eye.
“He was only after
one thing, you know.”
Melinda whirled
around and faced the owner of the voice. The last voice she’d expected to hear
warning her off a man. “Of course I knew exactly what he wanted. I invited him.
I wanted to have wild animal sex with him.”
Author Info
On her very first school report her teacher said ‘Nicole likes to tell her own stories’.
It wasn’t until after the birth of her daughter and after having fun on the community board of eharlequin.com that she finally decided to take the plunge and write a book.
The stories she writes are contemporary romances with either a medical setting or in the boardrooms of high powered business. Nicole enjoys taking two characters and creating unique situations for them.
Apart from writing Nicole is busy looking after her very own hero – her wonderfully supportive husband, and her two fabulous kids.
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