Here’s the excerpt:
Rachel stiffened as her temper went up in flames. Enough’s enough. “Look, I may have to fuck you, but that doesn’t give you the right to abuse me.”
There went that dark brow again. “Given your taste in reading material, I’d think you’d like that.”
She studied him in baffled fury. “Are you trying to goad me?”
“And I seem to be succeeding, not that it’s taking much effort.” He sat back in his chair, hooking a muscled arm over the back of it. “For future reference, Majae need better self-control. You don’t want to kill someone because you lost your temper.”
“I’ve been a cop for three years. I’ve dealt with more than my share of drunks, idiots, and assholes, all of whom thought I was fair game simply because I’m both a cop and a woman. My self-control is fine.”
“Three whole years. My. That many?”
Which was when Rachel remembered he was four hundred years old. She clamped her teeth shut, realizing he was right -- she had lost control. She usually maintained a tighter grip over herself.
“Keep it up, Nate, and you’ll be braying to go along with the ears,” Oriana told him, thoroughly irritated.
The vampire ignored her. “Let’s get one thing straight.” He rose to his feet and leaned across the table until his face was inches from Rachel’s. His eyes snapped blue flame. “I don’t have to fuck you. I’m not going to give you the Gift until I’m convinced you can use the power wisely. And at the moment, I’m not impressed.”
It’s been a busy summer for me, because I’ve just finished the sixth book of the Merlin’s Legacy series. Master of Desire is a novel-length book which will be in time for Halloween.