Passion's Vintage

Published by: eXtasy Books

ISBN :978-1-55410-107-8

Page :90

Word Count :22500

Publication Date :2010-08-15

Series : #

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Available Formats : Passion's Vintage (pdf) , Passion's Vintage (prc) , Passion's Vintage (epub) , Passion's Vintage (mobi)

Category : Erotica , Paranormal

Product Code: 978-1-55410-107-8

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Bryn Savage begins a whirlwind sensual adventure involving some of Hollywood's hottest vampires and just a dash of kinky sex…

Bryn did not discover that the snow on the mountain road was too deep for her car until her Saturn slid into a snow bank and stalled. An hour later, an oncoming the driver of an SUV spots her and stops. The passenger side window buzzed down and a familiar Hollywood face smiles at her with snapping black eyes. His hair was almost pure silver and hung over his shoulder in a long tail pulled back from his broad and handsome brow. "Having a bit of trouble, are we?" His accent was rich with European tones. And so Bryn Savage begins a whirlwind sensual adventure involving some of Hollywood’s hottest vampires and just a dash of kinky sex…

Bryn downshifted to deal with the road’s rising curve toward the mountain pass. “Once I cross this mountain, I’ll be ten minutes from the convention.”

The half-moon was a sardonic and winking eye floating along the upper edge of the woolen scarf of night clouds. Fingers of moonlight slid between the winter-bare branches of the trees to brush against the sleek curves of the dark Saturn.

Miniscule white specks floated through her headlight beams. The specks grew steadily larger...

Bryn blinked then frowned. “Is that snow?” She turned on her windshield wipers.

In less than twenty minutes, the swirling snowflakes were as large as feather clumps, and the night sky had turned a soft and hazy pale gray. The forest to either side became blanketed in white, and so did the road.

Bryn clutched the steering wheel grimly. She could barely see through the falling white. “This is not looking good for a timely check-in at the hotel.”

The car began a lazy drift to the left. The tires were obviously losing their grip in the deepening snow.

She turned the wheel to make up for the drift, and succeeded in sharpening the drift toward the left. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” She tapped the brakes.

The car began a slow and graceful spin.

She gripped the wheel with both hands, unable to do a damned thing about it. “This is not what I was trying to accomplish!”

The car nosed off the road and slid gently into a snow-filled ditch on the wrong side of the road.

Bryn blinked. “Well, this has to be the softest accident I’ve ever had in my life.” She snorted and put the car in reverse.

The engine promptly stalled.

She sucked in a breath. “Car, don’t do this to me. We are in the middle of nowhere!”

The engine refused to turn over.

Bryn groaned in complete disgust. “Piss.” She dug for her cell-phone. No signal. She pounded her fists on the steering wheel. “Damn it!”

* * * *

An hour passed.

Headlights suddenly burned in Bryn’s passenger side-view mirror. Her back window was completely snow-covered.

Bryn shoved her way out of the snowbound car and waved at the oncoming SUV.

To her relief, the SUV stopped beside her car. The passenger side window buzzed down and a familiar Hollywood face smiled at her with snapping black eyes. His hair was almost pure silver, and hung over his shoulder in a long tail pulled back from his broad and handsome brow. “Having a bit of trouble, are we?” His accent was rich with European tones.

Bryn’s mouth fell open. Oh, my God, is that...? She closed her mouth with a snap. “Yes, I am. The car won’t start and my cell phone isn’t working...”

He shook his head. “I’m afraid that cell phones don’t work anywhere on this mountain. Didn’t you bring tire chains?”

Bryn gave him a sour smile. “Sure I did, they’re in the trunk. The snow hit so fast, I was in the ditch before I thought to stop to put them on.”

He raised his silver brows. “Well, then, I guess you had best come with me.” He leaned over and the door opened an inch.

Bryn stomped her chilled feet. “I don’t know...” He was cute for an older gentleman, and he seemed nice, but she really didn’t know if climbing into a stranger’s car was the wisest thing to do.

His mature, yet still striking face creased in lines of humor. “Don’t you want to be rescued?”

She nibbled on her bottom lip. “I was hoping you could drive to town and call a tow truck for me?”

“Suit yourself, but even if I call a tow truck, you’ll still have to wait out in the snow until a tow truck can get to you, and that may be quite a while. If you come with me, you can at least be warm while you wait. I have a cabin about ten minutes drive from here.”

Bryn looked up the road and saw only swirling white. “How long do you think I’ll have to wait?”

He smiled grimly. “I hope you have a good battery to keep that car warm. Snows on this mountain have been known to last a day or so.”

“I see what you mean.” Bryn shook her head. “If you don’t mind, I’ll take you up on your offer...” She pulled the door open, and delicious heat washed over her.