Exclusive Excerpt: Turned Up by Erin Nicholas
“Strip poker,” he said, moving toward the cabinet.
“I suck at poker,” she said.
He turned with an eyebrow up. Kit had just admitted to not being good at something? He really was getting her out of her element. “All the more reason I want to play, then,” he said, squatting in front of the glass door.
“Something else,” she said.
“Strip something else,” he tossed back.
“We’re going to strip? I thought the main objective here was staying warm.”
He pivoted on the balls of his feet to give her a slow smile. “Exactly.”
She didn’t argue further. “Monopoly.”
He groaned. “Monopoly takes forever. And what will you strip for?”
“Every time I have to go to jail?”
“No way. That’s not going to happen often enough.”
She laughed softly. “You’re not even going to try to pretend that this game, whatever it is, isn’t all about getting me naked?”
“Nope,” Dillon said, studying the selection again. “And you’ll be naked again.”
“Right,” she said drily. “Well, why don’t we just arm wrestle, you win, and I take my clothes off.”
Dillon opened the cabinet and pulled a long rectangular box from the shelf. He pivoted to face her, holding it up. “Because I have a better idea.”
She looked from the box to him. “Chutes and Ladders? That’s a better idea than me just stripping down?”
He grinned. There was no question that he wanted her naked again, but he liked surprising her. And the fact that he wanted to talk to her as well as lick her from head to toe would probably really surprise her. Because it kind of surprised him. Not that she wasn’t fun to talk to. She was one of the brightest, sharpest, smartest people he knew. But being offered the chance to just get her naked by pinning her wrists to the floor really did seem like something he’d jump right on.
But apparently this was what happened when he and Kit were given prolonged time alone together. They’d never had that before. And he was proud that he was interested in more than just running his hands—and tongue—over every inch of her.
He shut the cabinet and moved to stand in the middle of the blankets. “Every time I go up a ladder, I get to kiss you—wherever I want—for ten seconds. Every time I go down a slide, you can ask me any question you want, and I have to answer.”
She studied him, chewing the inside of her cheek. Then she turned and went into the kitchen.
Dillon frowned but didn’t say anything. He just gave it a minute.
She returned with a bottle in hand. It was a jar that said apple cider on a handwritten label that was Scotch-taped to the side. “Every time I go up a ladder, I get to take a shot,” she said.
“Of apple cider?” he asked.
“This is Grace’s apple cider,” Kit said with a smile.
Turned Up: Taking Chances Book 3 by Erin Nicholas
Dillon Alexander has been Kit Derby’s nemesis since third grade, when he beat her in the school spelling bee. They’ve been competing ever since, driving each other to be the best at everything from science fairs to bake sales. While working together one night during their senior year, they stopped bickering long enough to share an emotionally charged kiss. But a tragedy that same night left them both racked with guilt, driving Dillon out of town and leaving Kit determined to keep her distance.
Now an emergency room physician, Dillon has returned to their hometown of Chance, Nebraska. Soon he and Kit fall back into old habits, sparring in public while trying to stay out of each other’s arms. But when a blizzard traps them overnight at Kit’s grandmother’s farmhouse, the real competition begins: Who will be the first to give in to the feelings they’ve denied for a decade?
About Erin Nicholas
I’ve been reading romance since my mom first let me into her book cupboard when I was about fourteen. LaVyrle Spencer, Julie Garwood, Debbie Macomber… they took my ‘happily ever after’ ideas from animated princesses to real people in the real world.
I’ve been writing romance almost as long. Many a family car trip was spent with my head bent over a spiral notebook in the back seat. I’ll confess that my very first attempts at fiction were fantasy and paranormals, influenced by my father’s love of the Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, and the original Alice in Wonderland. If Harry Potter had been around, I’m sure he would have been on the bedtime story shelf as well.
But it wasn’t long until I started writing about true love and that’s where I’ve been ever since.
I’m so thrilled to be able to share these stories with you! I hope that they make you smile, sigh, maybe even choke up a little. Most of all, I hope that they help you believe in magical things like first kisses, the spark of passion, and the power of true love.