Hi everyone!! Congrats to Té Russ on her new release, Just One Night! This is the fifth book in the McAllister Family series! 🙂
About the book:
Just one night. That’s all it was supposed to be for Anthony McAllister and Denise Monroe. But then one night turned into one weekend. And one weekend turned into one test that would change both of their lives forever.
Now all Denise wants is for things to go back to the way they used to be, but Anthony soon discovers that he wants more and he’ll do whatever it takes to convince her that just one night can lead to just one beautiful lifetime…together…
They stayed until the place closed down for the night. Denise had no idea how many drinks they’d had, but she couldn’t remember the last time she’d enjoyed herself so much. She didn’t think she’d ever laughed so much. Her cheeks were actually sore.
It was well after two in the morning by the time they made it back to the hotel.
“I need to get to sleep,” she said, giggling on the elevator. “I have to be up in a few hours if I’m going to catch my flight on time.”
“You do,” Anthony said, smiling widely at her, showing off a perfect set of teeth.
She leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes, letting out a content breath. “I had so much fun with you tonight, Tony.”
“Me too, Dee. You’re great to hang out with.”
The elevator dinged and Denise looked up.
“This is my floor,” she said quietly.
He nodded. “I’ll walk you to your door.”
No one could say he wasn’t a gentleman, she thought to herself.
As the doors slid open, Anthony placed his palm on the small of her back and guided her out of the elevator.
They walked in silence down the hall to her suite. When they were in front of her door, she pulled out her keycard and turned to him smiling.
“Thanks again for tonight, Tony,” she said, “I enjoyed myself.”
“So did I,” he said, leaning against the wall next to her. “Maybe we could find some time to do it again back home.”
“Maybe,” she said, turning to unlock the door. “If you could squeeze me in between saving lives.”
“I’d certainly make time for you, Dee,” he said in a low voice, as he reached out and skimmed a finger down her bare back.
She let out a heated breath and turned back toward him.
“Well… I guess this is goodnight.”
She moved toward him and placed her hand on his chest, then lifted her head to kiss his cheek.
He shifted his face ever so slightly and the corners of their lips met.
The connection was minuscule, but the spark that came from it was monumental.
Denise took a step back in shock, bumping up against the door that was still cracked open.
Anthony looked down at her, his eyes darkening with desire.
The look she saw in his eyes mirrored the feelings stirring inside of her.
They moved toward each other, almost through no control of their own.
Their mouths collided in a fusion of passion so strong, the kiss alone nearly felt orgasmic.
Denise took a step back, pulling Anthony by the lapels of his tuxedo coat into her room.
“This is crazy,” she breathed.
“I know,” he said, agreeing with her.
“We should stop…”
“Probably,” he said, moving from her lips to kiss her right underneath her ear.
“But it feels so right….”
“Definitely,” he growled, kissing her neck.
Once they were completely in her room, he kicked the door closed with the heel of his foot.
He tore his mouth away from her body and stared into her eyes for a long time.
Finally he spoke.
“There’s one thing I’ve been curious about all night.”
She took a deep breath, but it wasn’t nearly enough to steady herself.
“What’s that?” she managed to ask.
She felt his fingers dig into her thigh with the garter she was still wearing and with a grin, that always seem to make her weak in the knees, he asked, “Exactly how many years of happy marriage did we get for the newlyweds?”
About the Author:
Growing up an introvert, Té Russ found solace in literary arts at an early age. She found reading to be a vehicle to broader horizons and writing a form of self-expression. She began writing love stories in her adolescent years as a way to expel her youthful thoughts of love into words. Since then she has gone from writing stories and thoughts of love in journals to attending college for journalism and falling in love, which has allowed those youthful words of love to blossom into a series of stories in her romance novels. Though she has an immense appreciation for the sheer smell that books collectively exert, she also has found balance to her introverted nature with adrenaline inducing activities. So if she does not have her nose pressed deeply into a book or her pen ticking through a pad, you may also find this mother of three jumping out of airplanes, cheering her husband on at the top of her lungs at MMA fights, buzzing down the interstate on the back of motorcycles, or kayaking.