BTS Tours and Freya’s Bower are proud to present the Santa’s Little Helper Scavenger Hunt. 32 blogs have linked together to allow you to hunt for 32 different words that will be hidden in each post, so at the end of the hunt you will have 32 answers to plug into the rafflecopter. Please DO NOT leave your answers in the comment section. We want this to be fun for everyone, and not take the challenge out of the game. So this is how it works.
All the blogs listed below will post their game piece on their allotted date. You are looking for one word (related to Christmas or Sex) to plug into the rafflecopter as your answer.
If you are on Close Encounters with the Night Kind, and find your word (clues will be provided for you in the banner) you log into the rafflecopter form and place your answer in the box marked Close Encounters of the Night Kind. Follow along the entire Scavenger Hunt and collect all 32 clues. We will be drawing for 4 $25 dollar Gift Certificates to Freya’s Bower. Happy Hunting!!!
T. Sue Versteeg
Wild Child Publishing
A kiss is not just a kiss, at least when it comes to yours. All I can say is: wow!
"It’s still the same old story, a fight for love and glory…"
Tony spun her away from him by one arm and quickly twirled her back into the safety of his embrace, returning her to the flash of heat as their bodies pressed together again.
"A case of do or die, the world will always welcome lovers…"
Their swaying resumed, only this time it seemed primal, rhythmic. Their gazes locked, and the flames inside Jemma licked higher as their lips inched closer.
"As time goes by."
Tony eased her back into a dip, cradling her upper back with one hand and raising her knee to his hip with the other. His lips grazed hers, a gentle touch at first, but the kiss increased in intensity. His tongue slid along the seam of her lips, begging for her to open to him. Without any thought, she answered and allowed him access. Their tongues mingled, and Jemma enjoyed the mix of strawberries and wine she tasted from him. Tony stood her upright without breaking their bond. His arms reached around behind her waist, and he bunched the material of her dress in his hands, pressing her lithe form firmly against him. Jemma’s arms snaked up around his neck, and she wound her fingers in his silky hair. She released a small moan into his mouth, her body coming close to overload from his kiss alone.
Tony pulled away and stared down at Jemma with a hooded gaze. "Well, that song is incorrect."
Jemma frowned in confusion.
"A kiss is not just a kiss, at least when it comes to yours. All I can say is: wow!"
About the Author:
T. Sue VerSteeg was born and raised in the southeast central region of Iowa in the small town of Grinnell. At the age of 21, she moved her parents and family to the beautiful Ozarks of Missouri where they have since made their homes. She has been blessed with the love of an adoring husband (who is also her soul mate), two wonderful children, the best sister in the world and truly amazing parents. Writing has always been a passion in her life as most family members and friends can attest. Long letters, journals and short stories can be found in nearly every drawer and filing cabinet in her home, along with manuscripts and research documents. Her most sincere wish is that you can find as much enjoyment in reading her stories as she did in the creation of them.