Here is an excerpt from The Tempest Murders. It's been referred to as "the bathtub scene" between Rian Kelly and his lover, Cait O'Conor:
Leaning against him with her back against his chest was the woman he loved more than life itself.
She ran her hands along his legs as they rested on either side of her, sending a surge of emotion through him. “If we stay here much longer,” she was saying, “we’re likely to look like a couple of prunes.” She lifted one shapely leg out of the water as if to prove her point and he found himself staring at a birthmark that looked like a dainty dragonfly had landed on her ankle.
“Don’t make us move yet, Cait,” he answered. “It feels too good. I want this moment to last forever.”
She turned her face toward him and smiled. Her hair was pulled on top of her head in a loose, quickly arranged bun and he considered grabbing the pin that held it in place and allowing it to cascade over his body. But he knew the length of the brown tresses would reach the water and she’d made it clear in a gentle way that she wanted to keep it dry. He knew once they climbed out of the bath, she would allow her hair to escape from its confines and it would surround them as it had just an hour ago during their passionate lovemaking.
And later in the same scene (because it gets rather steamy):
When their ardor grew too intense for the bath’s confines, she reluctantly pulled back from him, her fingers lingering even as she rose to her feet. Now he had an unencumbered view of a body that might not have been perfect but it was perfect for him. The candlelight danced over skin that was taut and ivory as most Irish skin can be; the small of her back gently sloping to a full derriere that he couldn’t resist leaning forward and kissing as his arms wrapped around her thighs. He was gentle enough not to cause her to lose her balance and when she turned toward him in a flirtatious, playful manner, his kisses swept around her body.
As he glanced upward, her breasts enticed him and her hands moved from his hair to her own. She pulled the pin, releasing her tresses so they cascaded across her shoulders and down her back. Her hair always threatened to send him over the edge; it was carnal this hold she had on him, and he felt himself a willing prisoner.
The Tempest Murders was one of four finalists in the 2013 USA Best Book Awards (cross-genre category) and is a nominee for the 2014 International Book Awards. You can buy it at any book store or through amazon in trade paperback or Kindle format. It is also available for iBooks, the Nook and other eFormats.
