With: Sara Humphreys
He wants eternity?
Dakota Shelton is a vampire cowboy with a penchant for cinnamon lollipops and Johnny Cash. Though highly skilled and deadly dangerous to his enemies, he’s still a Texas good ol’ boy at heart. And he has that heart set on wooing Trixie LaRoux-the most badass punk rock chick in town-the old-fashioned way.
Over her undead body…
Trixie is tough as nails and sharp as a silver stake-the last thing she wants is a man to sit on a porch and not grow old with. So it’ll take going to hell and back fighting a new threat to vampires before she admits Dakota’s courtship makes her blood hum. Turns out chivalry’s not dead after all.
“Why are you always lookin’ to pick a fight with me?” Dakota asked, stopping in front of the Czars’ apartment door. “Were you this feisty as a human?”
“I guess you’ll never know.” Trixie stuck her tongue out at him. “I’m all vampire and being feisty is totally my thing, man.”
“Damn, woman. If you ask me, Olivia should train you as a sentry and put some of that fire in your belly to work. Maybe we could get you out there and kickin’ a little ass. Y’know…let you blow off a little steam.”
Trixie had been about to knock on the door. Her fist stopped an inch away from the mahogany surface and irritation mixed with anxiety flickered up her spine. She dropped her hand to her side and turned slowly toward the man who was quickly becoming a total pain in the butt.
“Is that so?” she asked in a deceptively sweet voice. “You think I should kick some ass?”
He shifted his body so they were now toe to toe. Trixie’s gut instinct was to step back and increase the distance between them, because getting too close to him was dangerous—for many reasons. But she held her ground even though it went against her better judgment.
Backing down wasn’t her style, at least until she met this guy. He made her want to run to him and run away from him all at the same time. It was more than a little confusing.
Dakota’s arms hung at his sides and even though they were always hidden beneath his long leather sentry coat, she had a hunch they were thick and well defined. His pale blue eyes, that sometimes glinted almost silver, crinkled at the corners as a grin curved his firm looking lips. He leaned closer and his scent, a mixture of sandalwood and leather, filled the air around them.
In spite of the warning bells that went off in her head, the heat of desire pooled in her belly.
Beneath the thick scent of lust, though, lay the pungent aroma of silver from the heavy arsenal hidden within his coat. The reminder of who he really was broke the spell.
You’re playing with fire, she thought.
“Yes, ma’am.” His grin widened, as he looked her up and down in one slow lazy pass, lingering briefly on her breasts before finally locking gazes with her again. “You look like you were made for it. In fact, if you ever wanna learn the ropes, I’d be happy to teach you a thing or two.”
If Trixie didn’t know better, she’d swear the man was flirting with her and egging her on. She let out a short laugh and shook her head slowly. He had no idea who he was dealing with. If Dakota wanted to play a game of flirting chicken, he was no match for her. In the field of battle he would be the undeniable victor but flirting was her specialty.
She shouldn’t feed into his taunting, but Trixie never did know when to quit. Besides, there was something about this vampire that kept her coming back for more.
“I doubt that there’s much you could teach me, cowboy.” Trixie kept her voice low, barely above a whisper and moved closer, so their bodies were mere inches apart. His eyes widened slightly as she met his challenge. “And if I’m going to kick some ass… I’m totally gonna start with yours.”
“That so?” Dakota pulled a lollipop out of his pocket before quickly unwrapping it and popping it into his mouth.
“What kind of vampire sucks on human candy?” Trixie arched one eyebrow. “What’s with that, anyway? That is like way weird.”
“I enjoy the way they taste, that’s all.”
“Yeah? Well, it’s strange.” She tilted her chin defiantly. “I should kick your butt for that offense alone.”
“Easy there, darlin’.” He slid the sucker from his lips and pointed it at her. His voice dropped to a low rumble, as he leaned closer and murmured, “Your threat sounds more like a promise. If you’re not careful, I’ll have a mind to make you keep it.”
Sara Humphreys is the award-winning author of the Amoveo Legend series. The third book in the series, Untamed, won two PRISM awards: Dark Paranormal and Best of the Best. The first two novels from her Dead in the City series have been nominated for the National Readers Choice Award. Sara was also a professional actress. Some of her television credits include A&E Biography, Guiding Light, Another World, As the World Turns and Rescue Me. She loves writing hot heroes and heroines with moxie, but above all, Sara adores a satisfying happily-ever-after. She lives in New York with Mr. H., their four amazing sons, and two adorable pups. When she’s not writing or hanging out with the men in her life, she can be found working out with Shaun T in her living room or chatting with readers on Facebook. For a full list of Sara’s books and reading order, please visit www.sarahumphreys.com