In between writing and daydreaming about sexy Celts, Shannon MacLeod lives a life of servitude to two spoiled cats. She enjoys pondering the mysteries of Tarot, rainy days, good music, lively craic and spending long hours gazing at her beloved ocean. An avid wearer of dangerously high heels, she has an unnatural obsession with movies featuring talking animals.
Author of these paranormal romances from Kensington Books and Lyrical Press! The Celtic Knot: Suit of Cups The Gypsy Ribbon: Suit of Wands The Rogue on the Rollaway The ShadowFox Tarot (writing as Jennifer ShadowFox, available now from Schiffer Books) The Celtic Cross Tarot Spread: Cutting to the Chase
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Just a taste from The Celtic Knot: Suit of Cups...
… Lily lifted Ian’s hand, her mouth curving into a sensual smile as she encircled the tip of his finger with her lips and lightly flicked it with her tongue.
Ian was immediately certain of two things–one, his heart had just stopped, and two, they were going to need to leave the restaurant very, very soon. She’s trying to kill me. I want this woman to the point of madness and she’s trying to kill me, he thought. “I have a confession to make…” he said, hesitating.
“And what is that, my love?” She leaned forward to listen, affording him a wonderful view of her lush breasts.
Bloody hell, he groaned inwardly when his mutinous body reacted to the scenery. “I’ve been looking forward to this evening for selfish reasons. I had, ah…hoped to entice you back into my bed tonight.”
“Well, as long as it is a night for confessions, I’m afraid I have one of my own,” Lily said, her voice quiet and somber.
Oh, shit. That can’t be good. “What is it, sweetheart?”
She glanced around, motioning him closer. With a long, meaningful look she whispered, “I’m not wearing anything under this dress…”