Six Sentence Sunday — Hog Wild

Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP

Today, it’s an excerpt from my M/M romance, Hog Wild.

The man who was beautiful the way an ice storm could be darted those striking yellow eyes down upon him. A hint of his canine appeared below those thin, pale lips. “I prefer were-puma or mountain lion. Cougar has rather…unfortunate connotations now.”

“So every full moon you don’t turn into a fifty-something socialite who paws the pool boy?” Michael said, clinging to the absurd in the face of the impossible.

Lev cracked another grin, but this one carried across his face. “Paws in a literal sense, perhaps. Well, depends on what the pool boy looks like.”