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Healing Hand: Hold Your Cards Close, Hold Your Lover Closer
Healing Hand: Hold Your Cards Close, Hold Your Lover Closer
Healing Hand: Hold Your Cards Close, Hold Your Lover Closer
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Healing Hand: Hold Your Cards Close, Hold Your Lover Closer

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Leann Parker lost her old life when she witnessed a murder and had to vanish into Witness Protection. US Marshal Lily Callahan guarded her for weeks, body and soul. She dreamed about the tough lawwoman taking that protection a step further, but didn’t act, a major failure for a high-stakes gambler.

Now she has another chance to win the whole pot, if she has the nerve to make the play.

This story was part of the Lambda Award Finalist Anthology Lesbian Cops.

An Erotic Story (Lesbian Sex)
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“Lily, you lived in my back pocket for three weeks straight. I don’t think you took a minute off. You should get away and have a real vacation.” I took another sip of my tea. “You’re always so focused on everyone else that you never take time to heal your own wounds. You need to smell the flowers and get laid before you go bonkers.”

Her eyes widened. “I know the woman with no love life isn’t telling me I need to do the horizontal mambo.”

“Maybe I am.” I hadn’t realized it, but I’d just made the first move in this dance. The time was right to raise the stakes.

She laughed bitterly. “I can’t just turn the job off. I don’t get to have a personal life. When I am at home—which is rarely—all I do is think about work. And don’t get me started on dating. Either my badge turns them off or their parole officer calls while we’re making out.”

I shook my head slowly, smiling at her bad joke. “You overthink things. Sometimes you just need to take a chance. I learned that playing poker.”

“All I know about poker is to fold when the cards suck.”

“People fold too often when they shouldn’t. Sometimes you have to go big even if you don’t know how the hand is going to play out.” I set my teacup on the saucer beside hers, pushed aside the butterflies in my stomach, and kissed her. That hollow place inside me that I had suppressed for so long opened up and desire raced through me.

She stiffened and pushed me back. “What are you doing?”

“Something I should’ve done five years ago. Back then, I was too lost in my own fear to see what was right in front of me. I’m not going to make that mistake again.”

Her mouth opened and closed twice before she found the words to speak. “I think you misunderstood something.”

“Did I? I don’t think so.” I smiled as I leaned in again, my nose almost touching hers. My nervousness had vanished, replaced by the confidence of a professional gambler who knew she held the winning hand. “You wanted me then, and you want me now. I can see it in your eyes.”

And I could. The blooming arousal she protested didn’t exist made her pupils grow larger as I watched, signaling the heat building inside her even better than the red flush that crept up her neck.

She licked her lips, a nervous habit I hadn’t seen from her before. In gambling, we called that a tell. “Look, I don’t think either of us needs this kind of—”

Sometimes talking was a mistake. I captured her lips with mine again and, after a moment’s hesitation, she melted against me. Her mouth opened in surrender to my advances and she brought her hands to my arms. My heart soared.

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Release dateOct 21, 2011
ISBN9781466177482
Healing Hand: Hold Your Cards Close, Hold Your Lover Closer
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Lynn Mixon

Lynn Mixon, contributor to the Lambda finalist anthology Lesbian Cops, author of the high fantasy erotic romance novel Will of the Gods, a dozen contemporary erotic short stories, and the upcoming erotic romance mystery novel Murderous Complications, loves spicy hot romance and sensual loving. Lynn’s stories mix naughty, explicit sex with a strong dash of seduction and passion, just like the very best parts of real life. Step into a steamy world of exquisite sensations and desire, and let your imagination soar. Find out what you’re missing at LynnMixon.com.

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    Healing Hand - Lynn Mixon

    Titles by Lynn Mixon

    Anonymous Sex

    I Had Sex With Elvis

    Group Sex

    Flashing Hubby

    Pool Sharks

    Room Service

    Seducing the Pool Boy

    Speakeasy

    Lactating Sex

    Breastfeeding My Boss

    Milking Cookie

    Lesbian Sex

    Healing Hand

    Secret Santa

    Mild Bondage Sex

    Undercover Lover

    Paranormal Sex

    Hunt, Prey, Love

    Public Sex

    Bridesmaid’s Pleasure

    Date Night

    Foot Loose

    Going for a Ride

    Lawyers, Guns, and Money

    Story Collections

    Group Sex Bundle #1

    Lesbian Sex Bundle #1

    Public Sex Collection #1

    Erotic Romance Novels

    Will of the Gods (High Fantasy - Sex and Sorcery)

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    Leann Parker lost her old life when she witnessed a murder and had to vanish into Witness Protection. US Marshal Lily Callahan guarded her for weeks, body and soul. She dreamed about the tough lawwoman taking that protection a step further, but didn’t act, a major failure for a high-stakes gambler.

    Now she has another chance to win the whole pot, if she has the nerve to make the play.

    Healing Hand

    Normal people didn’t reach for a shotgun when an unexpected visitor pulled into their driveway. I hadn’t been normal for a long time, so as soon as I heard the crunch of gravel, I grabbed my 12 gauge and peeked through the drapes.

    The sleek black SUV pulling up to my gate confirmed my suspicions. None of my neighbors owned anything that fancy, and they knew better than to just drop in.

    A shotgun is a handy thing. You hardly ever have to use it, but in some situations, nothing else will cut it. Snakes and strangers, for example. You never quite knew exactly what either would do.

    Turned out, I knew the tall blonde woman in the beat-up bomber jacket who climbed out

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