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Male Call
Male Call

Erotic Military Romance

May 29, 2007

Published by and available from Samhain Publishing

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Her sexy letters are his only lifeline in his dangerous world...

Successful computer software engineer Eve Carmichael melts under yet another hotter than hot letter written by Reserve army soldier Sean O'Callahan. Yet Eve can't take the thought of his life in danger overseas, and she resolves to get a sex life-and a life period. That means forgetting Sean before anything bad can happen to him. To celebrate her thirty-fifth birthday, Eve plans a trip to Male Call, a male review club. Still, she worries about Sean. She hasn't received a letter from him in too many weeks. And oh, how she longs for those flirtatious, hot letters.

Sean finds Eve's letters to be the only lifeline in his increasingly chaotic world. As their feelings grow hot and heavy, he can't wait to return home and kindle that pure firepower.

When Eve receives a letter from Sean saying he's been wounded, her fears are realized. But fate and a little mischievous planning by her friends will serve up the greatest surprise of all.

  • "Rarely does a story come along with such a depth of potent emotions as those clearly stated in this moving work of fiction. Denise A. Agnew takes a much too common occurrence of soldiers facing risky battles while those who care about them worry at home, and turns it into an original story where each instant seems totally real... MALE CALL is an intensely moving story overflowing with heartfelt emotions and scorching sensuality."
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  • "Reading Male Call was an absolute romantic journey with a sexy as hell service man and his woman and with an ending that made my heart melt. Bravo to Ms. Agnew for a wonderful story about loving characters and
    heart-felt emotion."
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  • "I loved this book!! The letters were such a turn on and such a huge part of the story. I really felt like I got to know Eve and Sean through reading their letters to each other. It was also a bit like reading an old fashioned love story in the way that the letters brought these two together... I cannot say enough good things about this story and recommend that everyone should take a few minutes to enjoy Ms. Agnew's Male Call."
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  • "The chemistry is explosive and culminates in a memorable night of erotic adventure... MALE CALL by Denise Agnew is a fun and exciting story of mistaken impressions that will be a re-read for this reader and it is the beginning of a series with more military men on the way. Bravo, Ms. Agnew."
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  • "The author has done a brilliant job of creating sparks between two people who aren't even physically together throughout most of the story. Don't let that fool you though; there is enough heat between Sean and Eve to turn their letters into ashes!... Somewhat genius in this reviewer's opinion!"
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  • "...The power of their sexual attraction and demands on each other when they get together was heartwarming as well as deliciously sexy... It is a superior story... Male Call is a happily ever after, feel good kind of story, with a bit of realism thrown in... I normally stay away from books that delve into wars, but this one was compelling to read and a feel good story in the process. It really is a book worth reading."
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  • "Male Call is a fast, fun and thoroughly sexy read... As always, Ms. Agnew doesn't disappoint!"
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  • "MALE CALL is emotionally insightful... the explosive fiery passions are a titillating bonus... Rarely does a story come along with such a depth of potent emotions as those clearly stated in this moving work of fiction... Denise A. Agnew has a gift for crafting convincing scenarios where one is held captive by every anticipated word. The scenes are well thought-out, and the engaging interaction between the unforgettable main characters lets readers see and feel their every emotion... MALE CALL is an intensely moving story overflowing with heartfelt emotions and scorching sensuality."
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Sean,

Glad I could float your boat. You've paid me a great compliment. I doubt any man before you has had that reaction to my photograph. What did you do with all that pent up sexual need after you saw my photo? I wish I had a photograph of you. Something in uniform and macho, if you please. Anyway, I had a dream last night, and I'm blushing right now as I recall it. I was lying on this silky white king-sized bed. Lying on it utterly naked. Okay, I wasn't totally naked. All I had on was this skimpy red bra and tiny thong panties. A filmy purple and red gauze material draped over the four-poster bed. But the ceiling above the bed is mirrored. The beautiful room is Victorian, with dark wood and green velvet. There is soft flower scents, rose and maybe lavender. Some parts of the dream were beyond hazy, as all dreams are. This one felt special. Anyway, I'm off track. That black dress lay on the foot of the bed. I should have been cold, but the room felt comfortable on my bare skin. I was really excited and frankly, horny as hell. Okay, I'll admit it. I knew you were coming to see me. How I knew that, I don't know. Then the bedroom door opened, and you stood there. Naked. Honestly, since I don't know what you look like naked... oh, wow, I can't believe I've told you about this dream. I'd better quit now before I say something ultra incriminating and you decide to stop writing me.

Hugs,
Eve

She sighed, still somewhat embarrassed by the letter. Then she remembered she hadn't phoned Male Call.

She'd promised to make reservations and something held her back. Maybe she should find it exciting to watch male strippers dance half naked for her, but the only thing her imagination could conjure was a half-clad Sean performing an erotic two-step. She slipped off her athletic shoes and stretched out on the bed so she could enjoy reading his letters. Suddenly, she felt way too warm. She unbuttoned her shirt slowly and unfastened and unzipped her low-rise jeans. Ah, that's better.

Eve,

You're killin' me here. I've enclosed the picture you wanted, though I got the razzing of my life when two of the guys found out why I wanted them to take it.

His photo fell from the envelope onto her lap, and she quickly retrieved it. Oh, oh, man. When Eve had seen the photograph for the first time, it had floored her. Stunned her. Turned her on like no other picture of a man she'd seen before. She'd seen plenty of attractive men in her life, and she'd always thought Sean could be cute in a nerdy way. This picture blew away her conceptions about Sean belonging to geek city.

Decked out in desert battle dress uniform pants and boots, but without a shirt, he held an automatic weapon in front of his chest in a rough and ready pose. The grin on his face was cocky but charming. His espresso eyes held an intense, badass gaze. His military short, silvery blond hair defined his high cheekbones and made his perfectly cut jaw more prominent. And oh, his chest and arms. Sean owned well-muscled arms and a gorgeous chest sprinkled with dark blond hair that trailed down over his six-pack stomach and into his waistband. Oh, my, my. He was delicious, but in a rough, sharply angled way that shouldn't have turned her on like this. Most women at the office talked behind his back about his tousled messy hair and too-big shirts. Maybe those too large shirts had been hiding this kick ass physique all this time.

He looked dangerous.

Fuckin' seriously hot.

If the office ladies could see him now... if they even knew what fantastic shape he was in-that his body was this fabulous...

She groaned and jealousy flashed through her. Oh, man. She had it bad.

Even now this photo created a desire that filled her blood with instant sexual attraction. His letters had turned her low-grade intrigue into full-on heat. Her mouth watered. She tore her gaze from the photo with difficulty and returned to the letter.

Now that you've seen my ugly mug, I hope you're satisfied. You asked me what else is happening. Hell, there's a whole lot I can't tell you and you don't want to know. We reached Baghdad, and things are dicey. That's about all I can say.

Let's not talk about this fuckin' place, okay? You know that dream you told me about, the one where you're lying on the bed naked? Sounds fantastic. Want me to add to the dream?


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