Here’s a teaser from Red Hot Fury’s sequel, Green Eyed Envy, which I’m currently working on:
Barely an hour later I had ditched the hot pink negligee (and horniness) for my red leather Fury uniform. Scott and I waited for Harper outside the branch of the city morgue that housed arcane corpses. Her job for the FBI made her no stranger to after-hour telephone calls summoning her to check out a body, but this was the first time her duty was to ID the corpse rather than investigate its murder.
Of course, she didn’t know that yet. Neither Scott nor I had the heart to break the news over the phone, especially since she lived by herself. Way more tactful to just tell her I needed an assist on a case and give her the morbid news in person. On the selfish side, I was glad that it would be her to ID the victim, rather than his immediate family members. At least we could spare them that.
I don’t know who was more surprised—Scott or me—when Harper showed up so very not by herself. And, by the possessive way the black-haired, golden-eyed, dark-skinned Adonis held her hand, we could have broken the news to her over the phone with no regret. No way she’d been alone at her place when she got my call. And by the designer clothes Adonis wore like a second skin, I was willing to bet she hadn’t been at her place at all. Wait…dark skin and yellow eyes. Holy shit. Harp’s bagged herself another Hound!