Love and office furniture (a scene from Winning Appeal)

Note from the author:

When I wrote Legal Briefs, I thought that I would never love another book as much, because Adam has always been my favorite character, and Lily has more of me in her than any of the others. I have to tell you, though, I think I’ve fallen in love with Winning Appeal too.

Even though he’s much less snarky than Adam, Mark is really funny, flirty, charming and sexy. Beth is witty, intelligent, open-minded and compassionate. If I ever met Mark, I would totally swoon, and even though she and I don’t have much in common, (other than being witty, intelligent, open-minded and compassionate), Beth and I would be great friends. When you meet them again, it’s four months after Adam and Lily’s wedding, and they are now these two poor, desperately infatuated people, pining for each other across an office, and imaging having sex with each other on all of the office furnishings. When they acknowledge their attraction, they become a couple falling in love and trying hard to be good while enjoying being bad. They have a really different dynamic than Adam and Lily, and also very different than Gabrielle and Braden. It’s unique, but still romantic and sexy and fun.

Best of all, Winning Appeal, while still being different in many ways, is still true to my voice, my writing style and my vision. I even worked in my signature touch of Scooby Doo. 🙂 I hope that all of you will love it just as much as I do. I’m going release one more scene. This will probably be the last one, since it’s coming out in just over a month, and I don’t want to give too much away; but it’s one of my all-time favorites, so I wanted to share it.

Winning Appeal, copyright 2014/N.M. Silber, Coming September 8, 2014

I took the file down to Mark’s office, but he wasn’t there, so I just put it on his desk. When I turned to go, though, I realized that I had dropped a paper. I picked it up and bent over the desk to pop it into the file. Just then, I heard his voice.

“Okay, I’ll be back in a minute,” he called out to somebody. Before I could move, he spoke again. “Oh my God. You’re bent over my desk. And you look even better like that than I’ve imagined. All those times. Every day.” I quickly stood up and turned around in time to see him rake both hands through his hair. “Oh shit! I can’t believe I’m sexually harassing you in a law office.”

“You’re not sexually harassing me.” Before I could stop myself, the words were out of my mouth. “It would be sexual harassment if it was unwanted attention. Mark, I WANT you to bend me over your desk.”

He closed his door and came toward me, pulling me into his arms and bringing his mouth crashing down on mine. I responded by offering him my lips, my tongue, my whole body, arching my back and burying my fingers in his hair as we consumed each other wildly. I was already tingling and dizzy with lust, when he slid his hand between us. He began kneading my breast and brushing his thumb over the tip through my blouse, making me want to rip it off. The blouse, not his hand. I moaned quietly into his mouth, and it seemed to drive him crazy. He backed me up against the desk and thrust his hips against me, but then he groaned and broke away, taking a step back, and staring up at the ceiling. I followed his gaze, half expecting to see God, but it was just fluorescent lighting.

“We have to stop,” he said, breathing hard.

“I know. I’m sorry,” I said, making and effort to compose myself.

“I haven’t been this desperate since I was a teenager. I can’t concentrate. You know those Viagra commercials where they say go to the hospital if you have an erection that lasts longer than four hours?” I nodded. “Well, how long is our work day?”

“I can’t concentrate either; I think about you all the time. And you’re not the only one with a thing for office furniture. During that meeting, I fantasized about having sex with you on the conference table.”

“Oh my God.” He groaned again. “Don’t tell me THAT!” He looked like he might cry.

“Mark, we can’t go on like this.”

“Beth, I want you so much, and it’s weird to hear myself say this, but for more than just sex. I’m worried I’ll fuck it up, though, and then you’ll hate me …”

“Mark …”

“And we’ll still have to work together, and Braden will hate me too … if he doesn’t kill me first …”

“I’ve thought about all that too. And the truth is, that I’ve never really been that great at relationships myself. Originally, I just wanted to sleep with you, but now I want more than that too. I was so jealous of Caitlin.”

“Of … what?! Beth, she thinks my name is Mike! I didn’t even remember her name. I’m not sure I ever knew it. The only thing I remember about her is how annoying she was.”

“Still, she’s slept with you and I haven’t.”

“You’ve kissed me and she hasn’t. Well, not … anyway. Trust me, we can remedy that other one.”

“Can we?” I asked breathlessly.

“We have to. I’m running out of office furniture to fantasize about banging you on, and I’m Googling ‘injury’ and ‘excessive masturbation’.”

“Maybe we could start out by being together quietly on weekends,” Screw the male ego, I was desperate, and I couldn’t wait any longer for him to suggest it.

“Adam suggested that, and I thought it sounded nuts, but Braden wants me to go to these fundraisers with you, and it’s hard to dance with blue balls. Besides, I do want try to figure out how to do the dating thing, and it would be like practice.”

“Then, when we were good at it, we could tell other people,” I added. “About the dating, not the sex.”

“Yeah, let’s never mention the sex to Braden,” he agreed. “Hopefully, he won’t kill me anyway for not telling him sooner that I’ve been romantically involved with his sister.”

“Okay, tomorrow then, it’s a date,” I said, in a throaty voice and I saw his eyes darken and start to look hazy as he came closer again.

“Tomorrow, it’s a date,” he repeated, making me shiver.

“Will you come out to the pub tonight with everybody? I mean, you’re not going to go out … somewhere else tonight?”

“No! What do you think; I’m going to make a farewell appearance at the clubs?” He was leaning down, about to kiss me again, when the sound of a quick knock and the door opening surprised us.

“Hey, you’d get lost?” Adam asked, and Mark spun around quickly. “Oh! Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt.” He looked amused, as usual.

“And yet, there you stand, interrupting,” Mark replied. Adam laughed and I got the feeling that it was an inside joke.

6 thoughts on “Love and office furniture (a scene from Winning Appeal)

  1. Margaret Tosh says:

    Adam has been a favorite character for me too. But I just loved Braden and Gabrielle and all of Adam’s one liners in their books were hilarious. I couldn’t wait to read Adam and Lily’s books and although I enjoyed them, I didn’t find Adam as funny, and I thought he was a bit overshadowed by Lily and her desperation. The other characters didn’t appear as much either, so some of the one liners seemed to be missing.

    I also loved Mark in the first 2 books and thought that he went well with Adam. Now, having read these excerpts I am back to loving the dialogue between them all, and absolutely can’t wait for September to roll around. “And yet, there you stand, interrupting” is so funny, I am eager to read the rest.

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