Mid Week Tease: “You noticed him too, huh, Zoe?” #MWTease

Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week I’m sharing another snippet from my M/F BDSM novella called The Beauty and the Badass, which is part of the Dirty Doms boxed set, coming 28th June. You can pre-order it now for just 99c/99p!

Zoe’s gaze had been drawn to the tall blond guy from the moment he’d come into her field of vision. Scratch that—her gaze had been dragged to him, like it was magnetized or something. Not that that was a bad thing—looking at him was certainly no hardship. Fortunately, she was good at watching people in her peripheral vision, so she was able to keep track of him without staring directly. Which was just as well, because before long he was staring directly at her. The sensation of his gaze on her made tingles erupt all over her skin, and it took some work to keep her concentration on what she was doing.

That became especially difficult when—still from the corner of her eye—she saw the lanky hunk collide with John Bates’ back. He’d been so intent on staring at her that he hadn’t noticed John stop walking to let someone pass—hence the crash. The two men exchanged a few words, then carried on into the gym room, meaning her smirk went unnoticed.

Unnoticed by the objects of her amusement, anyway. One of her more eagle-eyed—not to mention utterly nosey—students spoke as she approached her and her partner. “You noticed him too, huh, Zoe?”

“Noticed who?” she replied coolly, adopting her most wide-eyed, innocent expression.

Unfortunately, the student—a tall, slim brunette called Elaine—wasn’t buying it. She snorted and rolled her eyes, somehow still managing to keep a grip on the pad she held while her partner kickboxed seven bells of hell out of it. “Get real, Zoe. The bloody Viking. I saw you checking him out—not that I blame you. He’s lush. I’d climb him like a damn tree!”

She shrugged. “Oh, him.” She refused to rise to Elaine’s jibing—the woman had been coming to Zoe’s classes for long enough that she’d learned how to handle her and her busybody ways. Overreact, and she’d latch onto it and poke and prod relentlessly at a topic until she’d learned everything there was to know. She’d actually be very good at torturing prisoners and spies for information—she could probably break even the hardiest of spirits. The only way to go was nonchalance. “I wasn’t checking him out, actually. I was just laughing because he wasn’t looking where he was going and he slammed right into John’s back—a mistake that would have put a smaller bloke on his arse.”

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