Harley-riding Hollywood director and single mom Gina Devereaux’s personal life collides with that of her leading man when he is poisoned on the set.

TAKE TWO: A HOLLYWOOD ROMANCE is Book One in the Lady Biker Series. Visit www.TakeTwoNovel.com to meet the other lovely ladies of the Iron Zebra!

Excerpt…

When Gina’d had enough of dancing, they found their blanket at the far edges of the light, up on the hill. She parked herself between his legs and leaned against him as they watched the dancers below.

He leaned in to speak into her ear. “Are you having a good time?”

“Hmm.” Her right arm came up and her hand found its way into the hair at the nape of his neck, creating a pleasant tickling sensation. He tucked his chin into the soft hollow of her neck and inhaled her scent. A sudden image from the night before rose sharply in his mind: Gina on her back, her wrist trapped above her…

“Zachariah,” she said, her voice husky. And just like that, his groin tightened. Was she thinking about the same thing? “Would you take it the wrong way if I kiss you?”

He was sober, but she wasn’t. Was it wrong to feel this attracted to his director?

“This night is about you,” he said. “Whatever you want…”

“I just mean…without it having to mean something…and nothing more…”

She shifted to sit sideways across his lap, and he felt himself becoming aroused.

“Without it being weird in the morning…” she continued.

His hand came around her hips and all he could think was God yes, kiss me.

But she hesitated just short of her mouth on his. A sly smile graced her face as she shifted again, pressing herself into his groin. “I think you would like that, too.”

Before he could form a response, she brought her lips to his. Geez, she even tasted good; a hint of rum-and-coke and pure female…

He’d always prided himself on his control, but he quickly realized that Gina’s fire ran deep. Yes, he was sober, but the smell of her perfume and the feel of the leather smooth against his hands made him feel intoxicated.

Careful, Davies.

Gina shifted again, and before Zac knew it she was straddling him, and he was pulling her hard into him, bringing his own urgency into the kiss, his hands running up the smooth leather of Gina’s chaps and pressing into the small of her back…

Author Tracey Cramer-Kelly has been a biker chick for over 25 years. She primarily writes about bikers, soldiers and (fictional!) celebrities. Find her books for sale here. Connect with her on social media or subscribe to her mailing list.