Their Sexy Gaze - My Sexy Saturday

Welcome to the 118^th week of MySexy Saturday.

This week’s theme: Their Sexy Gaze

This week’s theme is Their Sexy Gaze. Have you ever seen a couple who look so adoringly at each other? Makes you wonder just what they are thinking about. Are they thinking about the last time they made love? Or how about the conversation they just had?

I chose to use 7 sentences from His for the Weekend (currently on sale for .99 cents)

This is a scene after Cassie and Marcus have made love, Cassie is finally coming out of her shell. Marcus is cooking for her and she's just walked into the kitchen.

     There was not an ounce of fat on this man. His firm hard ass begged for her touch, long lean legs, wide shoulders and muscles flexed as he chopped up something for dinner. Unable to stand still, she padded across the kitchen. Her fingers traced those muscles, then her lips followed.

     “You smell like musk.” It wasn’t an unpleasant scent—it turned her on.

      “I didn’t expect you to be up yet.”

I hope you've enjoyed this little snippet.

While You Were Sexy – MySexySaturday Marie Tuhart - #mysexysaturday

It’s My Sexy Saturday time again.

This week’s theme is a take on the movie, While You Were Sleeping, and can be fun, quirky or not. So many things can happen while you were sexy...things like falling in love with someone other than your boyfriend/girlfriend...or maybe taking a risk you wouldn’t normally take.

I decided to use a scene from my book His for the Weekend (on sale for .99 cents) where my heroine takes a risk she normally wouldn’t because she can’t stand living on the edge with the hero anymore.

          His heart leaped—now he could prove to her there was more to him than a co-worker and give their relationship a chance. “What are you willing to give me?”

          Her head snapped up and she gnawed on her lip. “Twenty-four hours.”

          “Not enough. A hundred and twenty.”

          Her mouth opened then closed. Her gaze darted left, then right, before settling back on his face. He could almost see the wheels turning in her head. A good sign—she was willing to be his.  “Too long. Forty-eight.”

          He stood and crossed over to her. He needed to be close to her as they negotiated. “Still not enough Ninety-six uninterrupted hours with you.”

          Her nose scrunched up and her lashes swept down, cutting off the view of her expressive eyes. “Sixty—six tonight until six Monday morning.”

          He noted the stubborn set to her chin. It wasn’t ideal, but he could do it. He would not fail in winning her over. Leaning close, he whispered, “I’ll take it.”

I hope you've enjoyed this sexy Saturday.