Romance Author Lynn LaFleur

A shopping spree at Lavender Lace, a new lingerie store owned by Celtic goddess Ashlyn, thrills Twyla. At five-feet-ten, she has trouble finding sexy lingerie to fit her tall, voluptuous body, and loves the vast selection in Ashlyn’s store.

At the last moment, Twyla decides she can’t go through another disappointing blind date, despite the sexy lingerie she purchased. She escapes to the Wild Rose Inn in the foothills east of Seattle.

Daniel LaFevers is new in the Seattle area and hasn’t had the chance to meet many women. One look at the dark-haired beauty sitting in the bar of the locals’ hideaway and Daniel knows he has to get to know her better.

Twyla feels an instant attraction to Daniel, and invites him to her room. This could be the next in a long line of disappointments, or a date with Mr. Wonderful.

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Excerpt:

Daniel had come into the bar to have a drink while he waited for an available table in the restaurant. Women had come and gone for the last forty-five minutes. He’d seen women of various sizes and shapes, blondes and brunettes and redheads. None of them had earned more than a glimpse from him. But her, the one with the dark hair…he could look at her for hours.

Daniel sipped his Scotch and watched the waitress step to her table. The woman smiled and spoke to the server, probably ordering a drink. Once she was alone again, she looked in his direction. Daniel lifted his glass toward her in greeting. She hesitated a moment before she smiled at him.

Picking up a woman hadn’t been on his agenda when he’d decided to come to the Wild Rose Inn. He came here to relax, forget about work, and have a good meal. Seeing her changed his mind. He wondered if she planned to dine alone or meet someone.

“Ready for another?” the bartender asked Daniel.

“Yes. And I want to pay for her drink.” He nodded toward the woman’s table.

The bartender looked in her direction and grinned. “I can’t blame you. She’s hot.”

“Yes, she is. Do you know her?”

He glanced at her while adding more Scotch to Daniel’s glass. “I don’t know her, but she does look familiar. I think she was in here a few months ago. I see a lot of people, so it’s hard to keep track of who comes in when.”

The bartender poured a glass of red wine and gave it to the waitress. Daniel observed the exchange between the server and the woman. She appeared surprised when the waitress pointed in his direction after she set the wineglass on the table. She looked at him, lifted her glass, and smiled.

Grabbing his jacket from the back of the stool, he carried his drink to her table. She watched his approach, her gaze slowly traveling down his body. She paused at his crotch on the way back to his face.

“Good evening,” Daniel said. He would sit unless she asked him. Just because she smiled at him didn’t mean she wanted him to join her.

“Good evening. Thank you for the wine.”

“You’re welcome.”

She gestured toward the chair opposite her. “Sit, please.”

“Am I intruding?”

“No, not at all. I’m alone.”

He draped his jacket over the back of the chair and sat. “I’m Daniel.”

“Twyla.”

Leaning forward, Daniel rested his crossed arms on the table. “What brings you to the Wild Rose Inn, Twyla?”

She smiled. Her full lips looked soft. Kissable. “I’m treating myself to a weekend fo pampering.”

“And what does a weekend of pampering include?”

“Manicure, pedicure, facial, massage. All the goodies.”

Her blue eyes sparkled in the dim bar lighting. High cheekbones, an oval face, creamy skin. Add all those features to that killer body and Daniel thought her one of the most attractive women he’d ever seen.