Hey guys! I have a couple of teasers and an excerpt from Tackled to post!!





Excerpt:

"Sh**," he says. "I don't really – well, I've never done this before."

"Stalk a girl?"

"No. Apologize. Obviously I did something that offended you, since you huffed and stormed off from my place with your panties in a wad. I don't know, maybe it was the nudity or the whole stripper thing, but –"

"Is this your apology?" I interrupt. "If it is, you really suck at it."

"F*ck. You're kind of a pain in the –"

"Again, not really helping."

"Look," he groans in frustration. "I'm here with flowers. Obviously, I'm sorry that you got all pissy at my house."

I laugh. "Goodbye, Mr. King."

"Seriously," he says. "Most girls would be glad to see … well, you know.” He gestures toward his crotch.

I don’t bother to hide my laugh. "Little King?"

"Did you think it was little?" he asks. "Because I'll show you again if you –"

I hold up my hand. "Thanks, but no thanks. It's not like I've never seen a naked guy before, bucko."

Bucko? Where the hell did that come from? I'm just blurting out random words like I'm in a Western, suffering from Tourette's.

"Good," he says. "So the sight of my c*ck didn't run you off."

I shrug and laugh breezily, or how I think "breezily" should sound, except when I hear myself, I think it sounds more crazy than breezy. "Of course not," I huff. "I see enormous c**ks all the time."

Oh God. Did I just say that? It sounds like this apartment is Grand Central Station for d*cks.