Shiver And Spice
Dax vicknair carried another heavy box out of the plantation and placed it against the others already lining the majority of his brother-in-law's truck. Ryan Chappelle, the brother-in-law in question, merely shook his head and grinned.
"How much more does she have in—" He stopped speaking and hustled toward the porch, where Monique was attempting to carry a box twice her size down the stairs.
"Woman, you're going to be the death of me," Ryan groaned, taking the heavy box.
"You already died once," Dax reminded him, smirking, then turned to Monique. "You better go easy on him this time, sis. He's not ready for the light again yet."
Monique gladly let go of her end of the box and let her husband take over. She wiped her damp forehead with her palm, pushing thick blond curls away from her face. "He doesn't want me going easy on him, regarding anything," she said. "Isn't that right, dear? He likes things hard, and so do I."
Ryan's smile said way more than any words could have managed, and Dax didn't really want to hear about it anyway.
"Too much information," Dax grumbled, heading back in for another load. He paused momentarily ... read full excerpt from: Shiver and Spice ebook
