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This  will be my last post on, Sand and Sin and next week I start with my upcoming release, Game On!

Navy SEAL, Jax Taylor, takes leave after being injured on a mission and catches a military hop to Virginia Beach to see a buddy. TJ is night training and recommends a local SEAL bar called the Trident. He’s intrigued by  lovely, green-eyed bartender Peri, but she’s stated she doesn’t mix business with pleasure.  Between the booze, pain killers and a thirty-six hour day, the tavern begins to sway.  Jax makes his way outside to get some air. After closing the bar, Peri locks the back door and heads for her truck, when she sees a form slumped against the wall.

She knelt beside Jax and leaned in pressing on his leg, a sticky dampness cooling her fingers.

“Fuck!” He jerked as his eyelids flew open.

“Fuck is right, sailor, you’re bleeding.”

“It’s nothing,” he said shaking his head as if clearing cobwebs.

“Come on,” she offered, helping him to his feet.

“Peri?”

“Yeah, and you owe me another tip.”

He laughed, leaning on her as she guided him to her truck.

Now what to do with him; she drove home.

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Spring had arrived in coastal Virginia and then we had some flurries earlier today! Hoping warmer weather is on the way. If you’re new to Weekend Writing Warriors  #wewriwa, it’s a blog hop where authors share 8-10 sentences of their work.

I’m continuing with with my  newest steamy release, Sand and Sin. Navy SEAL, Jax Taylor, takes leave after being injured on a mission and catches a military hop to Virginia Beach to see a buddy. TJ is night training and recommends a local SEAL bar called the Trident. As he chats with the lovely, green-eyed bartender Peri, she realizes he’s friends with TJ and asks why his buddy isn’t showing the hot spots.

Jax fiddled with his napkin and answered, “He’s jumping out of a C-130.”

“So, you just returned stateside today?”

He checked his expensive, matte-black, multi-function watch that would have marked him special-ops without their previous conversation. “About two hours ago.”

“Long mission?”

“Months,” he said glancing around the bar, then to her.

“It’s early, you still have time to remedy your just-back virgin status,” she replied with a smirk.

His gaze burned into her like a blue flame before asking, “Is that an offer?”

For the first time since working at the Trident, she considered breaking her rule, as she thumped her pen on her ticket pad. “Sorry, don’t mix business with pleasure.”

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