Maybe she should’ve opted for a hotel with air-conditioning instead. The unseasonably warm spring had driven her to seek a peaceful weekend camping retreat. She stared at the blue sky through the budding tree limbs, sweat breaking out on her brow. The wound smarted, distracting her from her fury. Rolling onto her back, she spit out dirt and stuck a scraped finger into her mouth. Brambles hooked around her foot and she did a face plant on the leaf-covered forest floor. “Son-of-a-bitch, piece of….” She kicked out at nothing in particular, giving in to the long overdue temper tantrum. Certainly no marathon lovemaking for me anytime soon.” She yanked at a limb and flinched when it lashed back against her face, knocking her glasses off. And who cared if sex had been nonexistent while the relationship had suffered a slow, painful death. So what if she hadn’t had an orgasm in four months-thanks to her selfish ex-boyfriend-well, not one that wasn’t self-induced. She batted at a fly buzzing around her head. They’d just have to find someplace else to have an obscenely loud lovefest. Seriously, two flippin’ hours? She charged through the woods, ready to rain on someone’s parade. Not the lusty grunts of some overzealous man giving it to his lady. She needed peace and quiet to lick her wounds and sort out her life. Reported random animal attacks had been Maddie’s concern, not the harassing sounds of sex.
Who the hell has an orgy in the middle of the wilderness? When she joins them in a trio that leaves her satisfied and exhausted, they have one more surprise in store called Midnight Madness… An evening of rowdy lovin’ is just what she needs to get over her broken heart. And they have plans of their own-to heat up her sexless life. Instead of peace and quiet, she stumbles upon two hunks who put the wild in wilderness. Maddie takes a weekend camping trip to forget her two timing ex-boyfriend. M/M/F available at Decadent Publishing and Kindle! Remember Remington Steele? Yup, I had a crush on him then, even though I was way too young to have crushes. There’s even a film floating around somewhere of him getting freaky with a Playboy Bunny.īorn in County Meath, Ireland, he moved to London as a child. I could list his vast resume here, but we all know how awesome he is.Īnd speaking of bad boys….Yup, he’s all Irish yumminess. Seriously, Google this guy on images and you’ll see what I mean….įrom Northern Ireland, he may not have that bad boy hotness, but I adore his acting.
He’s had various other roles in films, but they’re escaping me right now. Patty’s day I thought I’d give readers a break from the corned beef hash and green beer (neither which I care for) to ogle a few Irish born hotties.īorn in Dublin, Ireland, he’s made his mark in indie films with Velvet Goldmine. Patty’s Day! Please welcome Olivia Starke to my Blog!
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