The first four books in my Chronicles of Tournai series--The Prince's Consort, The Artist's Masquerade, The Scholar's Heart, and The Sorcerer's Guardian—are all 40% off at Dreamspinner through Sunday, so I thought I'd share a snippet from The Sorcerer's Guardian today. It's a fantasy romance with an arrogant sorcerer and a loyal soldier thrown together on a mission for the prince.
But in that breathless moment, heat rushed through him from the one point of contact between them, and he wondered in what was obviously lunacy what it would feel like to turn and push Savarin up against the closed door, trapping him there with his body and kissing him. He wondered what Savarin would feel like against him, under him. Would he melt into Loriot’s kiss? Would he push back and fight for control?
He looked from the elegant, long-fingered hand on his arm up to Savarin’s eyes and saw something flare in the gray depths. Was it the same mad awareness Loriot was suddenly feeling?