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Lisa Anne Vance


Lisa Anne Vance has been a registered nurse for more than 25 years. She now works as a Nursing Supervisor in a community hospital. She has three grown children and three small, but adorable grandchildren.

Although writing is her passion, she has been known to dabble in photography, sky diving and Stand-Up comedy. Her divorce ten years ago has inspired her to write more murder mysteries than love stories, but she remains a hopeful romantic.

Email : OnMiOwnNow2@aol.com

Website : http://theoccupant.blogspot.com

Trick or Treat

Written By: Lisa Anne Vance
Published By: Devine Destinies

Angie Preston is a lonely operating room nurse. Rob Hendricks is a lonely fire fighter. Both are broken-hearted fo...

The deck was also decorated in Halloween splendor, but much quieter. "This is better," he pulled a chair out for her to sit in. "My name is Rob."

"Angie." She took a small sip from her almost empty glass. "So, tell me Fireman Rob, if my hospital was ablaze, who would you rescue first? Me…or Old Lady Smithers in room 109?"

"That depends." He finished the beer in his glass and smiled. "What does she look like?"

"Oh, you are bad, Fireman Rob."

"You have no idea, Nurse Angie." His gaze slowly dropped to her neck, breasts, and hips. She watched his eyes as they ran the length of her long, tanned legs. She truly felt as though he was undressing her with his eyes. Her face reddened when she realized an excitement was building deep within her.

They made idle conversation and he bought her another drink. She hated to admit it, but she was enjoying his attention. He was watching her intently and she couldn't resist the urge to tease the ice cubes with the tip of her tongue. He moved his chair closer to hers and she could almost feel the warmth of his body.

Her attraction to this stranger was alarming. She forced herself back to reality. "You smell like smoke. Is that fire fighter outfit authentic?"

He laughed. "Yeah. I have a friend at a fire station. He loaned it to me."

Angie spied Paige peeking at her from the doorway. She flashed the thumbs up sign and went back into the bar.

"Would you like to dance?" He looked deeply into her eyes.

"Out here?"

"Sure. Why not?"

He had a deep, sexy voice. He took her hand and pulled her up. Before she could resist, she was in his arms. He held her lightly at first. The distant music was still audible and they swayed to its' beat slowly.

"You smell wonderful." He almost purred the words into her ear and it sent shivers down her spine.

He smelled good, too. Whatever cologne he was wearing was faint, and it made her want to be closer to him. His fingertips slid down the length of her arms until they finally rested on the small of her back. When he pulled her in, she was instantly aware of his muscular, hard body. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her face up towards his.

"What are we doing?" Her eyes searched his for an answer.

He brought his face down closer to hers. His lips brushed against her cheek. A soft moan escaped from her throat as she met his mouth with her own. His tongue slid in to explore it. Rob's hands gently cupped her buttocks. Angie wasn't sure if her sudden desire was caused by her loneliness or the alcohol, but it wouldn't be denied.

He nestled his face in her neck, kissing a trail up to her ear. His mouth was hot and wet. "I want you," he whispered.

She pushed her hands inside his coat and ran her fingers across his chest. Then she brought them around to his back and pulled him closer. "I want you, too." She didn't know if she said it aloud or just imagined her response.


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Rob took a hold of her hand and led her back into the bar. They darted across the room, moving in and out of clusters of dancers and drinkers.

They paused in front of the elevators as Rob took the key card out of his pocket to read the room number. When the doors opened, he jumped inside, hastily yanking Angie in with him. He tapped the button for the fifth floor. Once the doors closed behind them, he pulled her into his arms again.

Rob pushed her up against the wall and buried his face into her neck. He slid his hand up her thigh and under her nurse's uniform. Tugging her flimsy panties to the side, he hurried to feel the flesh of her buttocks against his fingertips. Angie brought her leg up behind his and pulled him closer.

Angie Preston is a lonely operating room nurse. Rob Hendricks is a lonely fire fighter. Both are broken-hearted for different reasons, but neither of them wants a new romance. Can one night of passion at a Halloween party give them the love they weren't looking for?
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