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Sinfully Yours Official Blurb & Excerpt

November 13, 2013

Sinfully Yours will be available from Ellora’s Cave and other fine retailers on 11/30/2013!

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Blurb:

Mardi Gras is a time of debauchery, the “last hurrah” for all the sinners before Lent begins on Ash Wednesday. Bailey is on a mission to wallow in some serious carnal delights, and Bourbon Street is chock-full of options.

When a handsome military man appears at her side, she knows he’s the one for her. Beads are exchanged, flesh exposed, but their night of sinfully wicked lust ends with the coming of the dawn.

Bailey has the chance to keep the passion alive, as long as she has the courage to take the chance of a lifetime.

A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

An Excerpt From: SINFULLY YOURS

Copyright © LISA FOX, 2013

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

A roar of cheers and applause exploded from somewhere down the street and Bailey smiled. Someone must have shown something very, very good. She toasted the night with the remnants of the cocktail she had picked up before hitting Bourbon Street. The sharp kick of cheap vodka burned pleasantly as it slid down her throat. She put the empty cup aside, balancing it on top of a garbage can already heaped with at least twenty others. The alcohol went straight to her head, and she laughed as beads rained down out of the sky. Music blasted from the Cat’s Meow speakers, a pulsating beat that commanded the crowd to dance. With no desire to resist, she moved her hips to the rhythm, letting herself get carried away.

“I think I just found my new favorite song,” a man said from somewhere beside her.

He had a deep voice, a panty-melting baritone, and she was already smiling as she turned toward him. What she found only made her smile wider. He was tall, well over six-feet, with close-cropped caramel-brown hair, and blue-gray eyes. With his ramrod-straight spine, firm body and air of tightly controlled dominance, he had to be military. She met his gaze and a prickly thrill tiptoed down her spine. This was a most fortuitous turn of events.

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