Excerpt from Kiss of Snow
[Sienna] “Do you like my top?”
“Is that what it is?”
“Latest style,” she assured him, ignoring the silky menace of his response. “Laces up the side, so it’s easier to take off.”
His hands clenched on the steering wheel as he headed up into the mountains.
“And the boots.” She lifted one leg up to the dash, stroked her hand over her thigh. “They make me—”
The car shuddered to a halt near the perimeter of den territory.
Copyright (c) 2011 by Nalini Singh