Jenna Capwell thought she had the perfect life until tragedy happens and betrayals unfold. In a chance meeting, Blake mistakes her for the call girl from an elite escort service. Jenna wants nothing more than a carefree, reckless night of passion, so she plays the part, and plays it well. When their paths cross again, Blake stops at nothing to see her again...even uses blackmail.
She knows what kind of man he is and yet she falls for him during their angsty relationship. He reminds her time and time again not to get attached to him and he doesn't know what he's about to lose until the table is turned and she makes a bold decision. One that changes the rules of the game and one that brings him to his knees. Can she survive another heart break and can he survive her betrayal?
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Blake re-filled my wine glass up for round two.
“Trying to get me intoxicated tonight, Mr. DeLuca?” I fluttered my eyes playfully at him.
He chuckled but his eyes glazed with readable lust. “I told you once, I wouldn’t fuck you drunk. Keep looking at me like that and you might call me a liar in the morning.”
The dark expression on his face spoke the truth. No way did I want to have fragmented memories of the greatest sex ever. I decided to slow down on my wine.
Not able to withstand the suspense any longer I locked my eyes on his. “So tell me. What proposition is so important you had to resort to blackmail to get me here?”
He swirled the red wine around in his long stemmed glass as candlelight flickered in his eyes. I gulped down another large swallow of wine, attempting to hide the telltale redness in my face. The air changed in the room and my knees trembled under the table.
The waiter served our dinner, but I couldn’t pry my eyes from the raw primal gorgeous man across from me.
“For the record, I wouldn’t have told Colin a damn thing. I have other ways to convince you. Don’t try and play games with me. I always win.” Had he not winked, I might have taken him seriously.
Dabbing the corners of my mouth with my linen napkin, I seized the moment to muster up courage to challenge and surprise the hell out of him.
“I wouldn’t have let you tell Colin. I have my own secret ways of getting what I want. And let the games begin.” I leaned across the table and pushed my breasts up with the sides of my arms. His eyes followed my demonstration, landing on my girls. The corners of his mouth turned up into a wicked smile. “Now that I have your attention, what about that proposition?”
Kathryn James lives in a southern small town with her husband and kids. Being a hopeless romantic, she loves to read and write about bad-boy sexy alpha males and a strong heroine. She weaves her characters along a roller coaster ride full of angst before they reach their HEA. The beach is one of her favorite places to relax and write. But most days, when she’s writing, you can find her snuggled under a blanket in a recliner with her sweet apricot poodle curled up beside her. She’s loves diet coke, and is certain it helped her stay awake pecking away on her laptop writing her debut novel Crazy Beautiful Lies.
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