The Original Sinners: The Red Years. Tiffany Reisz

      35

      There was no such thing as London fog—never had been.

      Zach laughed to himself as he recalled his Royal House nickname. He thought he was the only London Fog anyone would ever see. But tonight it was a real London fog—clean, pure, swept in from the southern seas that wrapped its gray arms around the never quite sleeping city and around Zach as he stood outside the house he and Grace had shared during their marriage.

      Almost eight months had passed since he’d crossed the threshold of his own home. He stood in the shadow of a streetlamp and imagined Grace inside. She was most likely reading, her knees tucked up under her chin in that battered but comfortable armchair they used to play-fight over. Zach slipped his hand into his pocket and felt a rush of silk against his fingers. He pulled out the black tie Nora had used to blindfold him. He stared at it. How had it gotten into his pocket? Who knew with Nora? Magic most likely. Zach considered throwing it into the nearest rubbish bin, but thought better of it.

      Perhaps…maybe…one never knew…

      Zach shoved the tie back into his pocket and strode forward up the three steps to his front door. He raised his hand to knock, but the door flew open before his knuckles touched the wood.

      And there stood Grace wearing one of his shirts and not much else, and no woman in the history of the world had ever looked so beautiful standing in a doorway.

      “Hi, Gracie.”

      Grace grinned at him.

      “Hi, George.”

      * * *

      Nora awoke and knew neither the time nor the place. She knew only that she had slept for a long time and that wherever she was, she wasn’t afraid.

      “Where am I?” she asked, trying to orient herself. She only knew this was not her bed, not her usual darkness.

      But it was a familiar darkness. She remembered this darkness and knew it remembered her. She inhaled the scent of hardwood so clean and comforting, savored the soft sheets wrapped around her naked body. The bed that held her now had held her before.

      She saw a square of white break through the blackness, felt the bed shift with a familiar weight.

      “I’m here, little one,” came a voice made for coaxing secrets from the heart. “Sleep now. We’ll talk when it’s time.”

      “Yes, sir,” she said, now knowing where she was. She surrendered to sleep again.

      The most familiar darkness…her darkness…she was home.

      * * * * *

      The End…or is it?

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      Tiffany Reisz

      Praise for The Siren

      ‘A beautiful, lyrical story … The Siren is about love lost and found, the choices that make us who we are … I can only hope Ms Reisz pens a sequel!’ —Bestselling author Jo Davis

      ‘THE ORIGINAL SINNERS series certainly lives up to its

      name: it’s mind-bendingly original and crammed with more

      sin than you can shake a hot poker at. I haven’t read a

      book this dangerous and subversive since Chuck

      Palahniuk’s Fight Club.’ —Andrew Shaffer, author of Great Philosophers Who Failed at Love

      ‘Tiffany Reisz is a smart, artful and masterful new voice

      in erotic fiction. An erotica star on the rise!’

       —Award-winning author Lacey Alexander

      ‘Daring, sophisticated and literary … exactly what good

      erotica should be.’

       —Kitty Thomas, author of Tender Mercies

      ‘Dazzling, devastating and sinfully erotic, Reisz writes

      unforgettable characters you’ll either want to know or want

      to be. The Siren is an alluring book-within-a-book, a story that will leave you breathless and bruised, aching for another chapter with Nora Sutherlin and her men.’ —Miranda Baker, author of Bottoms Up and Soloplay

      ‘You will most definitely feel strongly for these characters …

      this was an amazing story and I’m so happy that it’s not over.

      I can’t wait to jump back into Nora’s world.’

       —http://ladysbookstuff.blogspot.co.uk

      About the Author

      TIFFANY REISZ lives in Lexington, Kentucky. She graduated with a BA in English from Centre College and is making her parents and her professors proud by writing erotica under her real name. She has five piercings, one tattoo and has been arrested twice. When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin dance, Latin men and Latin verbs. She dropped out of a conservative seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. If she couldn’t write, she would die.

      Also by Tiffany Reisz:

       SEVEN-DAY LOAN

       (part of 12 Shades of Surrender: Bound)

      THE SIREN

       (Original Sinners 1)

      Watch out for the third book in

       The Original Sinners series

      THE PRINCE

      Available in December from

       Mills & Boon^® SPICE

      To Gina Scalera, my Angel. I miss you.

       To Eve, the original Original Sinner.

       And to Andrew Shaffer, many waters …

       Part I

      

       1

      “Fudge.”

      Mostly upside down with her head hanging off the bed, Nora saw the ominous slant of sunlight sliding through the window and across the floor. Søren pushed into her again, and she flinched with pleasure.

      “Eleanor, are you thinking about food at a time like this?” Søren thrust hard once more and came with a controlled shudder.

      Laughing from her recent orgasm and the absurdity of having this conversation in her current position, Nora finished her thought. “You’re the one who told me I wasn’t allowed to swear on Sundays anymore. So, fudge, I’m going to be late for Mass, sir.”