Kara wished she could get out of taking her daughters to a Justin Bieber lookalike contest, but no such luck. Maybe she could find someone more interesting. Things started looking up when a handsome Elvis impersonator put the moves on her. He knew what he wanted and he was ready to sing for his supper. Could she resist this hunk of burning love? ----- EXCERPT: He ran his hand down her arm, raising more goose bumps. “Hey, it’s okay. If you want to go, I won’t stop you, but I think you should know something first. From the moment I saw you, I couldn’t keep my eyes off you. I knew right then how nice it would feel to run my hands over your gorgeous body, kiss your soft lips, and make sweet love to you.” Her heart was beating a million miles an hour. She wanted him to do all those things and much more. She struggled with her options for second and slumped a little. “I should go, but I don’t want to. I want you, too.” He pressed her against the wall and kissed her neck. The jolt of pleasure made her gasp and arch against him. God, she needed him bad. His lips softly explored under her jaw and found the spot behind her ear that lit her world on fire. Her pussy throbbed with suppressed need and her nipples tightened to eraser-sized nubs with an ache that was part pain and part pleasure. She pulled his mouth to hers and gave herself over to the hunger. Her tongue slipped past his lips and possessed him. The taste of man made her almost dizzy with need He pulled back and grinned. “That’s more like it! Let’s go to a little private room down the hall before someone comes in.” Kara panted and nodded. If they stayed here one minute longer, she was going to start ripping that nice suit off him. She let him take her hand and guide her into a dressing room at the end of the hall. He locked the door behind them and kicked a wedge of wood under the door. “The water is out in this room, so no one is using it. Damn, woman, you are so sexy.” She set her purse on the dresser and made a decision. If she was going to have sex—and she was—then she wasn’t going to let him take the lead. This might be her only encounter this year and by God, she was going to make the most of it.