When Alani started to speak, Jackson held up a finger. In the past five minutes, he'd had more mood swings than a menopausal woman. First turned-on, then territorial, bored, aggressive and now on alert.

Manners, boy. I'll beat them into you if I have to.

We have to figure this out, Jackson, so leash the lust.” His chin went up as he stared down at her. “Woman, you ask the impossible.” “Do it anyway!

Trace cursed. He actually wanted to hit something, but a tree would break his knuckles, he didn't want to put another dent in the truck, and Dare would hit back.

I despise stereotypes. A gay man can be a macho athlete, or he can be an interior designer or any career in between.

The Love Undercover series features two cops, a street rat, and a construction worker as the lead heroes.

I would never write something that made me uncomfortable. Im not sure its even possible.