Thought we'd go back to see how Cole and Lara were doing.
The beginning of the infamous hot tub scene from my romantic suspense WIP, Cole in Her Stocking:
As if her heated thoughts had conjured him, the glass doors slid open and Cole strolled onto the redwood deck, his masculine frame backlit by the lights from the cabin, a powerful presence in the night. Through the misting air, his gaze locked with hers, embers sparking until his wintry eyes blazed with sexual fire.
Curls of need shimmered across the surface of Lara’s skin, and she shivered, despite the warmth of the hot tub.
Silence lengthened between them and magnified each creak of the snow-laden fir trees surrounding the lodge. Cole leaned back against the railing, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes smoldering with hunger as they traveled over her.
“Drink your fill, G-man.”
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