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by Margaret Wilson
Description: Did you ever want to live a different life? Or actually have a life? The last thing Ellie Newman expected to see was her husband wrapped in the arms of a blonde. Talk about a wake-up call. With her son almost grown, her job a bore and a husband whose hobbies don't include her, she is ready for a change. Out of the blue, Ellie gets a chance to live another life when she goes to New York City for the summer to escape her problems. She gets a job of sorts, pet-sitting for her friend's cousin. She loves New York. The parks, the food, the museums, the clubs all beckon. The only annoyance is Seth, the beast who unexpectedly shares the apartment. Seth wants her to leave. Women are trouble and he needs to focus on his music. But she is hard to ignore, especially after they discover a mutual love of jazz. Ellie is up for a fling. After all, who can resist such a bad boy? Ellie's Dream is about finding your heart, finding your passion and letting go. Product Warnings Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex.
eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., 2007
eBookwise Release Date: December 2010
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [320 KB]
Reading time: 202-284 min.
Seth and Marshall pushed their way through the crowd to the edge of the dance floor. They looked around for Ellie and Jamie. Marshall spotted them and pointed them out to Seth. Their bright red heads made them stand out in the crowd. As the couples moved, Seth caught glimpses of Ellie's milky white thighs playing peek-a-boo with that ridiculous excuse for a dress. Then he noticed Jamie's hands firmly gripped her sweet little bottom. And worse, Ellie hung on to his ass for dear life. Their hips moved together like a well-oiled machine.
"I had no idea Ellie danced so well," Marshall shouted in Seth's ear. "They look amazing together."
Just then the song ended and Jamie dipped Ellie back, her long white arm arched over her head as one shapely leg wrapped itself around Jamie's hip. Jamie ran his lips down Ellie's neck, over her chest and stopped at her waist. Seth's hands clenched. Jamie righted Ellie and caressed the leg still wrapped around his hip.
"What's the matter?" Marshall shook Seth's arm. "You look like you're ready to explode."
"It's hot in here," Seth said through clenched teeth. Jesus, Jamie still had his hand on Ellie's ass. Seth wanted to punch him out, gay or not. He was hot and hard. All he wanted to do was throw Ellie over his shoulder and get her out of here. Get her alone, rip that dress off and see what lay underneath. He shook his head to clear it and took a deep breath.
As they returned to the table, Ellie saw Marshall at the edge of the dance floor. She pointed him out to Jamie. "I think he came to see you." Then she noticed Seth behind Marshall. "Do you think they're checking up on us?"
"Looks like it. Seth seems quite smitten." Jamie steered her toward the two men. "This could be our lucky night."
"Maybe for you. I've been talking you up to Marshall." Ellie clutched Jamie's arm. "He really likes you."
"He doesn't even know me," Jamie shot back.
Ellie whispered in his ear. "He could get to know you."
"What's up?" Ellie asked. They stopped in front of Marshall and Seth.
"We wanted to get out of the apartment, get a drink." Marshall held up a bottle of water.
"I love Latin music," Seth added.
"But it's not live," Ellie protested. She pointed to the DJ. "I thought you'd prefer live music?"
"Did you see us dance?" Jamie put his arm around Ellie. "Ellie is a terrific partner." He placed his hands on her hips. "She really moves these."
Ellie wiggled her hips. "I need to find the ladies room. Get me some water, Jamie?"
"Sure, I'll meet you back here." Jamie kissed Ellie's cheek.
When Ellie left the ladies room a few minutes later, Seth was standing outside the door with a bottle of water in his hand.
"Thanks." Ellie took the water. "Where is everybody?"
"They seemed to have a lot to say to each other, so I left them alone." Seth pointed to a dark corner where Ellie could barely see her friends. They were huddled together, heads close.
"It looks like I've been dumped," Ellie said with a smile.
They made their way to the edge of the dance floor. Ellie sipped her water and looked around. The club was getting very crowded. A tall man with dark hair appeared at Ellie's side and asked her to dance.
"My wife is taking a break right now." Seth drew Ellie to his side. "Thanks for asking."
The man held up his hands and moved away.
"Wife," Ellie sputtered. She shook off Seth's arm. "I don't need a chaperone."
"He's a creep and that dress of yours is bound to give him the wrong idea." Seth drew her close again. "It's giving me a lot of ideas." His fingers brushed her thighs.
"It's the perfect dress for salsa." Ellie pushed his hands away.
"So let's dance." Seth held out his arms.
"You can dance?" Ellie looked at him uncertainly.
"I was raised by a gay Hispanic musician who hung out with drag queens." He looked her up and down. "You may not be able to keep up with me."
"I bet I can." Ellie put her empty bottle on a table and grabbed his hands. "Ready?"
Dancing with Seth was very different than dancing with Jamie or even Sergio. It was sexual, very physical, with Seth completely in command. After a minor test of wills, Ellie gave in and let Seth take charge. His body was strong and fluid and he stared into her eyes as they moved to the frenetic beat. Ellie had the time of her life. After two energetic mambos, the DJ slowed the tempo down to a samba. Seth pulled Ellie close.
"Maybe we should sit this one out," Ellie whispered.
"Not a chance. This is the most sensual music there is." He dipped Ellie.
Ellie sighed and let Seth take over again. She remembered the dance classes she and Patti took together because their husbands were too busy. She tried to show Charlie the steps but he never seemed able to spare the time. She wanted to call Patti and describe the club and how much fun she was having.
She was startled out of her daydream when Seth kissed her neck, sending a shiver right down to her toes. She pushed away from him.
"You have to stop this." Ellie fought to catch her breath. "I like you, but we can't be lovers. I'm married."
Without a word, he led her off the dance floor to a dark corner. He pressed her against the wall and braced his hands on either side of her.
"If you were my wife, I would come after you wherever you tried to hide. I'd take you home and do whatever it took to make you want to stay." He lowered his eyes and looked at her body. "And I'd take you dancing so other men could see how lucky I was, but then I'd have to take you home early because I'd need to make love to you." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "But that's just me." He started to back off.
"One more thing." He lowered his mouth and kissed her deeply, passionately, using his lips and tongue to excite her. He broke away leaving Ellie's head spinning. "I'd kiss you like that every day, so it's clear where you belong." With that he grabbed her hand and marched her over to the table where Jamie and Marshall sat.
"See that Ellie gets home safely," Seth said to the two men.