The first night was a dare. The second night was trouble…
Advertising guru Olivia Masterson is all work and no play. But on the eve of earning her dream promotion, her best friend dares her to drop her ice queen façade for one night and seduce a sexy stranger. Olivia's worked her ass off to get where she is-why the hell not?
Cole Bennett never thought he'd run into his feisty one-night stand at the office, furious that he stole her promotion. No matter how hard she tries to ice him out, they can't seem to keep their hands to themselves...or their clothes on.
Olivia's talented-maybe even more than Cole-so when his dropped hints to the boss net her a promotion of her own, he's ready to celebrate...until she accuses him of fueling office rumors that she slept her way to the top. She wants to earn her own way? Fine. So what the hell does a guy have to do to permanently melt an ice queen?
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Excerpt
“Are you in
the habit of buying drinks for strangers?” she asked, crossing her legs and
bumping his in the process. Their knees brushed and a current of electricity
flowed through her, reminding her just how long it had been since a man had
touched her.
“Only the
pretty ones,” he returned, with a cocky grin.
Worst. Line.
Ever. Olivia burst out laughing, releasing the nervous energy that had
collected in the pit of her stomach. He might be to-die-for gorgeous, but his
pick up game could use some work.
“If that’s
the best you’ve got, it’s no wonder you’re sitting here alone on a Friday
night,” she teased, relaxing in spite of herself.
“Oh, really? Sexy and sassy. A dangerous combination in my
experience,” he mused as he studied her.
She gave him
her best “Who me?” look and sipped her martini.
“Can I tell
you a secret, Olivia?” His tone was conspiratorial as he leaned in, turning his
smoky eyes on her. She didn’t know much about the fine art of seduction, but
she knew shrinking wallflowers weren’t sexy. Refusing to back down and
determined to make good on the dare, she closed the gap between them, leaning
forward until their shoulders brushed. She raised her brow in reply.
“I thought
your friend was never going to leave.”
“Is that
right?” she asked, smiling as she drew out her inner flirt. “Better watch your
manners, Cole Bennett, or a girl might get the sense you don’t play well with
others.”
“I don’t,” he
growled. His gaze rolled over Olivia, lingering on her mouth. There was no
doubt about his meaning, or the tension simmering between them. She fought the
urge to lick her lips, wondering if he tasted as sinfully good as he looked.
“When I see something I want, I find a way to make it mine. And I’ll be damned
if I’m going to share.”
His
expression was hunger in its purest and basest form. She swallowed, not
trusting her voice. Desire surged from between her legs. She couldn’t remember
the last time a man had made her feel so sexy.
Forget the
dare. She was riding a wave of pure, animalistic need that demanded to be
unleashed. It didn’t make any sense. She was as straitlaced as they came, and
Cole was a virtual stranger, but Olivia wanted him more than she’d wanted any
man in a very long time. It didn’t matter that she didn’t know what he did or
where he lived. It only mattered that she know what he felt like inside her.
She took a
final sip from her martini glass, solidifying her resolve. Her heart hammered
so hard in her chest she was sure he would know she was a fraud. She was
probably the only twenty-eight-year-old in the city who couldn’t check the
“one-night stand” box on her resume.
That was
about to change.
“Your place
or mine?”
Jennifer Bonds Bio
Jennifer Bonds writes sizzling contemporary romance with sassy heroines, sexy heroes, and a whole lot of mischief. When she’s not writing or wrangling toddlers, she can be found curled up with a good book and a bottle of wine. Jennifer lives in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, where her overactive imagination and weakness for reality TV keep life interesting. She’s lucky enough to live with her own real life hero, two adorable children, and a pair of rambunctious dogs. Loves Buffy, Mexican food, the Winchester brothers, and all things zombie. Sings off-key.
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