Heart-pounding romantic suspense and sweet contemporary romance with strong heroines and lovable heroes
An excerpt from Scandalous Defense:
Dominic had expected his attorney to be bland and sexless, maybe even a trifle masculine, but Raven Lassiter was an absolute stunner. She came toward him on long, shapely legs showcased in a slim skirt and spike heels. Her form-fitting designer suit was a dark, almost-black green, perceptible only because the inky blackness of her hair brought out the color in the softly woven wool. Her hair was shiny and fell loosely between her shoulder blades, ending in a blunt slash. A sleek, black alligator briefcase dangled from her left hand, and her right extended automatically toward him on her approach.
Dominic rose from one of the chairs cozily arranged in a corner. He took two steps toward her and grasped her hand in his. It was warm and dry, and undeniably feminine. He met her clear, blue eyes, and felt a definite wave of desire.
“Thank you for coming, Ms. Lassiter,” he said as they seated themselves on opposite sides of an oval coffee table of shiny mahogany. The chairs were plush velvet affairs of deep burgundy, and seemed to invite curling up stocking-footed with a good book rather than discussing serious legal matters. The stone fireplace set into the wall behind them, and the cheery blaze within, furthered the aura.
Raven Lassiter seemed unaffected by these things as she settled into her chair and set her briefcase on the table. She opened it and withdrew a sheaf of documents without fuss before turning to meet his eyes again.
“Thank you for hiring me.” Her naturally red lips smiled briefly. “I was shocked the Maldovens would
trust anyone other than Randall Swift.”
His lips twitched. “I’m Dominic, not the Maldovens.” He held her eyes for several breathtaking seconds.
He had known he would need to set that important detail straight from the beginning, but somehow it was less annoying than usual when done for Raven Lassiter. She took his slight reproach with grace and merely blinked before returning her gaze to the papers in her hands.
“We might as well get business out of the way first,” she said smoothly, withdrawing a pen from her briefcase and handing it to him with the papers.
He glanced down at the Agreement for Legal Representation in his hands and skimmed over the boilerplate language, his eyes widening for only a moment at Raven Lassiter’s hourly fee before he signed his name at the bottom with a flourish. He filled out a check for her staggering retainer and handed it to her with the pen and papers. She tucked them into her valise before removing a legal pad and a recorder and leaning back in her chair.
“I’ve read the police report and the charges against you, but I decided to save meeting with the DA until after we had spoken,” she said. She met his eyes again. “I’m assuming your side of this story is considerably different than what’s in the official report.”
“They’re saying I went out alone and hunted down one of my family’s enemies for the express purpose of stabbing him to death,” Dominic said flatly.
“So what happened?” she asked, no change in her expression.