My newest Sip is called Sit Up and Beg, and it's a fun little piece about a captured werewolf and a latent werecat. Killian has been captured by one bad dude, and Evan wants to help him escape. These boys will also feature in my next Sip, Sit Pretty.
Here's an excerpt!
"Sit up and beg."
"You're crazy," Killian said, fingers dancing in the air just over the collar wrapped around his neck. "I'm a werewolf, not a pet."
The collar was driving him fucking crazy. It had to weigh several pounds, and it was like those radio collars so-called scientists put on wild animals. More like sadists. Let's make the animal stand out from all the other animals so it's ostracized and killed!
That wasn't the purpose of Killian's collar. His was more like one of those sci-fi series shock collars. Misbehave and get electrocuted. Or at least fried like a hairy sausage.
No, his collar was designed to kick his ass if he tried to get loose.
The guy who had finally appeared in front of the cage his kidnappers had put him in smiled. "I guess you are, at that. At least for now. These guys? They want to make you a fighting dog. A human pit bull, if you will."
"These guys?" Killian eyed the big man, noting the faded jeans and button-down shirt, the strapped on shoulder-holster. "What are you?"
"I'm just hired security."
"Hired…" Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Anyone who could work for the guys who'd taken him as a hired gun would probably only respond to one thing. Money. That was a commodity that Killian was flat out of.
"Yep." The guy nodded, blue eyes twinkling. Maybe glinting. A glint was more shark-like, right?
"Well. Stop taunting the captive, Mr. Security."
"But it's so much fun!" The guy tilted his head. "And it's Evan."
you can buy it here: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=1945
I also want to recommend a Sip by my bud, Dallas Coleman
It's called One More Word, and it has a hot damned cowboy in it. Hot. Hot hot.
find it here: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=1944