Divine Intervention

Published by: eXtasy Books

ISBN :2514

Page :22

Word Count :0

Publication Date :2012-03-15

Series : #

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Available Formats : Divine Intervention (pdf) , Divine Intervention (prc) , Divine Intervention (epub) , Divine Intervention (mobi)

Category : Paranormal Romance , Romance

Product Code: 2514

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The gods brought him to her. It's up to her to convince him to stay.

Torbin never meant to offend the Gods, but when an errant meteor whisks him off to another world, he's pretty sure they're punishing him for something. If the tomb he wakes in is not his own, then the only thing left to do is prove his valor and win his way back into their graces.

When Nesset prays for a miracle, the last thing she expects is the pale foreigner stumbling through her prison. Still, beggars can't be choosers, and she's running out of time. She's scheduled for the sacrificial altar, and no doubt that's where she'll end up—unless she can convince the barbarian to help her.

If they survive beyond that, maybe she can even convince him to stick around.

Dominique was staring. She knew she was staring but she couldn't help herself. And who could blame her when faced with such a hotbed of perfection? There was no way the man before her was the man she had spoken with on the phone. And yet, there was. Hadn't she first guessed that the smooth, sexy voice belonged to an equally smooth and sexy man? Her gaze dropped to his feet, noted the shiny black loafers he wore, slowly climbed up again. Black slacks that no doubt concealed a pair of strong, muscular legs led to a teal green button down shirt that failed to hide the ripples of his chest. His face was clean-shaven, his skin a deep tan, his lips a luscious shade of pale pink.

Then she reached his eyes…and she was lost. They were green. But not a shade of green she had ever seen before. They were so light and yet so bright. So stunning that it took all the strength she could muster to prevent the moan that ached deep in her throat from escaping. And this man wanted to be her son's babysitter! No way. No fucking way! He was absolutely, positively way too drop-dead gorgeous to be a babysitter. But a mommy-sitter… Hmm, now wasn't that a pleasant thought?

"Hi," he said. Oh yeah, this was definitely the same man she had spoke with on the phone. That short, single syllable word was all she needed to hear to confirm that fact. He extended his hand. "I'm Joshua Divine."

"That you are," Dominique murmured. It wasn't until she saw his smile bloom into a full blown grin, saw the glint of amusement in those mesmerizing eyes, that she realized she had spoken aloud. Her cheeks flamed and if she could have buried herself in a dark, deep hole at that very moment there wouldn't have been a shovel in the world that could have dug her out. "I’m Dominique Gabor. No kin to Za Za," she said quickly, though her frail attempt at a joke failed to hide her embarrassment.

She put her hand in his. Bad idea. Very, very bad idea. His grasp was tight yet gentle, his skin warm and only slightly callused, and she felt the effects of that physical contact all the way to her toes. The want that coursed through her, the need to feel that hand on other parts of her bare flesh rocked her insides. It was too much, too quick, too fierce, too shocking. She nearly jerked her hand free of his but instead forced herself to pull back slowly.

Her mouth had gone dry, all the moisture in her body settling at the heated point between her legs. She licked her lips, swallowed and dared to speak. "Please, come in." To her surprise, her voice sounded even, in control. Strange, when nothing else about her felt that way.

She sidestepped, allowing him to enter, watched him as he moved inside. Her gaze slid down the wide expanse of his back, settled on his tight fitting slacks and damn if his backside didn't look as good as the front. She quickly averted her gaze. He’s here for the job, Dominique. Not for a date. Quit gawking over the poor man.