Great news came from across the big pond! I’m excited to share that my short story, SHINE, has been accepted by the lovely Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse for inclusion in the anthology, SMUT ALFRESCO! And we already have a pretty cover:
SHINE features a stubborn law-breaker named Jacey, and Nick, the county Sheriff who’s determined to set her straight on a few things. The title has a sort of double meaning because the sexy times take place in the sunshine, but there’s also the kind of ‘shine you drink involved. Yeah, I tapped into my redneck side for this one and I’m not ashamed AT ALL. Country boys and girls need lovin’ too.
Here’s a small taste:
Jacey considered trying to outrun the Sheriff’s cruiser, even going so far as to press the accelerator just a little harder, watching the speedometer climb past 80 miles-per-hour, before she saw another set of flashing lights pull across the roadway a quarter of a mile up ahead of her, blocking any chance of escape.
She was screwed.
Lifting her foot off the gas, she rolled to a stop a few feet away from the white Chevy Tahoe with the word “Sheriff” emblazoned down the side in big green letters. Beneath it read, “Rydelle County” in smaller print.
The man who stepped out of the Tahoe once the dust settled certainly fit the description in a literal sense. At six-four and 215 pounds of solid intimidating muscle, he backed up the badge impressively. She’d had the misfortune — or perhaps good fortune, depending on which side of the law you were on — to be cornered by Sheriff Nick Fleming himself, the county’s most eligible bachelor, and the hottest thing to ever pin on a shiny silver star. She completely forgot about the other cop behind her — the one that a quick glance in her side mirror confirmed had exited his vehicle as well, and had his right hand resting cautiously on his sidearm like if she made one wrong move it might be her last.
Nick ran his fingers through his short blond hair, before sliding a pair of sunglasses over sky-blue eyes. His calm demeanor plus the fact that he didn’t reach for any sort of weapon of his own told her he recognized her through the dusty windshield. Jacey watched the roll of his slim, jean-clad hips as he strolled to the side of the car. She kept her hands firmly wrapped around the steering wheel and tried to keep her breathing calm.
He bent forward, placing both hands on the edge of the open window, and shook his head. “What the ever lovin’ fuck, Jacey?” he growled.
“Nice to see you too, Sheriff.”
I’m so excited to be a part of this project. Currently the projected publication date is late Spring/early Summer of this year, but I’ll update the info on my website as soon as it becomes available.