Third in Ashlyn Chase’s light paranormal romance series featuring hot dragon shifters. No one would believe that lovely Lt. Kristine Scott of the NY Fire Department is an actual dragon, but there’s no denying the flames that ignite when she meets firefighting phoenix shifter Jayce Fierro.
One Boston Phoenix + One New York Dragon = Scorching Heat
You think it’s tough being a dragon? It’s a piece of cake compared to being a phoenix shifter. Dragon shifters just have to worry about accidentally setting their stuff (or a loved one) on fire. A phoenix can rise from the ashes, but then they have to start over…as if growing up once wasn’t tough enough..
Meet Lt. Jayce Fierro of the Boston Fire Department, and Kristine Scott of the FDNY. A long distance relationship could never work—especially not with the secrets they’re keeping. But when Kristine lands herself in a blaze of trouble, she’s in no position to turn down Jayce’s help. Even if it means letting down their guards…and giving in to their sizzling attraction.
Boston Dragons:
I Dream of Dragons (Book 1)
My Wild Irish Dragon (Book 2)
Never Dare a Dragon (Book 3)
iBooks: http://apple.co/2vI4TCj
Excerpt
The rest of the dinner went well. In fact,
Kristine was surprised by how well it was going. She hadn’t dated a guy like
Jayce in a long time. Their connection seemed to be almost instantaneous. It
was just too bad he was a firefighter—and lived three hours away as the Acela
train flies. Actually, a quick plane ride would reduce the commute to only an
hour and a half, but the hassle and time it took to go through security would
make the trip even longer.
Walking down the wide sidewalks of Times Square,
hand in hand, sure made her feel as if the trip might be worth the hassle. His
hand was warm and rough. For once she wasn’t concerned that hers were the same
way. No hand cream could stand up to a firefighters’ routine. Wet gloves, rough
weather, unbearable heat… All of that detracted from the soft, supple skin she
longed for.
They had decided over dinner to visit the top of
the Empire State Building. Jayce had never been there before, and Kristine had
only visited with friends—never a date. It was supposed to be romantic. She’d
never understood why. Probably because her cynical ex-boyfriend thought it was
hokey. As she glanced over at Jayce, he glanced back, and they smiled. One
thing she wasn’t seeing in him was a city dweller’s pessimism. Its absence was
a refreshing change.
Eventually, they arrived at their destination, and
as luck—or the stars aligning at the right moment—would have it, they stepped
into an elevator with no one right behind them. The doors whooshed closed while
they were still alone.
She spun toward Jayce with a hand over her mouth.
“I guess that wasn’t very nice of me. I probably should have waited.”
He stepped right into her space. “I’m glad you
didn’t.”
As the elevator began to ascend, he leaned in and
captured her mouth with his firm lips. She looped her arms around his neck, and
he pulled her close. She immediately opened her mouth, and their tongues found
each other and swirled together. Kristine wasn’t at all sure her light-headed
feeling was due to the elevator traveling so fast. Unfortunately, she felt as
if she were falling instead.
Don’t think about it. Whatever happens happens… She seemed to have found a new mantra. She heard the ding of the
elevator doors opening, and they were greeted by chuckles and a wolf whistle.
“Yeah, yeah…” Jayce said, but he was grinning and
holding Kristine’s hand as they made their way off the elevator.
When they spotted a space at the building’s edge
that was fairly deserted, they walked over to it with no hesitation.
“You’re not afraid of heights, I guess…” Jayce said
to her.
She laughed. “I’d be in deep trouble if I were.”
Not only was she a firefighter in a company that specialized in high-rises, but
she was a full-fledged, fire-breathing, wing-soaring dragon. She could hover at
this height and enjoy the view.
Speaking of enjoying the view…
Jayce turned his back on the dazzling city lights
and kissed her knuckles as he stared into her eyes. She felt as if her insides
were melting. A deep shimmer in his eyes must have been reflecting the lights.
Or not. His eyes seemed to glow for a moment, and then he quickly turned back
toward the city.
She took her first good look at the city lights as
well. Dear Lord. At last she realized why
people thought this place was romantic. At night, so many lights against the
velvet black sky were more beautiful than Christmas. Some even seemed to
twinkle like stars. Below, white headlights and red taillights trailed through
the landscape, but the sounds of the city were far away.
A chilly breeze ruffled her hair. Jayce enveloped
her in a side hug. If she felt a chill, it was forgotten in favor of his warm,
strong body alongside hers. Everywhere they touched, merging heat radiated
through her. Wow. How she’d missed this! Or had she
ever had this feeling?
Good Lord, Kristine… Get ahold of
yourself!
“So, Jayce… What do you think of the view from up
here?”
He turned her toward him and said, “I think the
view right in front of me is as beautiful as it gets.” Leaning in, he delivered
another toe-curling kiss, and she realized she was a goner.
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