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About ACCIDENTALLY ON PURPOSE
There’s no such thing as a little in love . . .
Elle Wheaton’s priorities: friends, career, and kick-ass shoes. Then there’s the muscular wall of stubbornness that’s security expert Archer Hunt—who comes before everything else. No point in telling Mr. “Feels-Free Zone” that, though. Elle will just see other men until she gets over Archer . . . which should only take a lifetime . . .
There’s no such thing as a little in lust . . .
Archer’s wanted the best for Elle ever since he sacrificed his law-enforcement career to save her. Their chemistry could start the next San Francisco earthquake and he craves her 24/7, but Archer doesn’t want to be responsible for the damage. The alternative? Watch her go out with guys who aren’t him . . .
There is such a thing as . . .
As far as Archer’s concerned, nobody is good enough for Elle. But when he sets out to prove it by sabotaging her dates, she gets mad—and things get hot as hell. Now Archer has a new mission: prove to Elle that her perfect man has been here all along . . .
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EXCERPT
His hand caught her, long fingers
wrapping around her elbow and causing all sorts of unwelcome sensations as he
pulled her back around.
“What?” she asked.
“Waiting for my apology.”
“Sure,” she said agreeably. “When
hell freezes over.” She lifted her chin, grateful for her four-inch heels so
that she could almost, kind of, not quite look him in the eyes. “I’m in charge
of this building, Archer, which means I’m in charge of everything that happens
in it. I’m also in charge of everyone who works for this
building.”
He cocked his head, looking amused
again. “You want to be the boss of me, Elle?” he asked softly.
I am the boss of
you.”
Now he outright smiled and her breath
caught. Damn, stupid, sexy smile. And then there was The Body. Yes, she thought
of it in capital letters, it deserved the respect. “If you don’t want to be
walking funny tomorrow,” she said, “you’ll stop invading my personal-space
bubble.”
Complete bravado and they both knew
it. She’d only been at this job for a year and it’d come as a surprise to her
that he’d been in the building at all. An unfortunate coincidence. Before that
it’d been years since they’d had any contact, but she still knew enough to get
that no one got the better of him.
He was quick, light on his feet, and
physically strong. But that wasn’t what made him so dangerous to her. No, it
was his sharp intelligence, his quick wit, how he was willing to go as dark as
he needed to in order to do what he thought was right.
And then there was the biggie—the way
he had of making her feel shockingly alive.
He did as she asked and stepped back
but not before pausing to make sure they both knew who was in control here, and
it most definitely wasn’t her.
No one did intimidation like Archer,
and in his line of work he could be in a coma and still intimidate everyone in
the room. He had muscles on top of muscles but didn’t look beefed up like a
body builder might. Instead his body seemed lean and seriously badass, with
caramel skin that strayed from light to golden to mocha latte depending on what
the season was, giving him a look of indeterminable origin.
And sexiness.
It worked for him, allowing him to
fit in to just about any situation. Handy on the job, she imagined. But with
her he was careful. Distant. And yet she’d seen the way he sometimes looked at
her, and on the rare occasion when he’d touched her, like when he guided her
through a door with his hand low on her back, he let himself linger. There was
always a shocking and baffling yearning beyond both the glances and the
touches.
That, or it was all just wishful
thinking.
Not that it mattered since he still
held back with her. The problem was she yearned too. Yearned for him to see her
as a woman, strong and capable enough to stand at his side.
But after what they’d been through,
she knew that would never happen. She turned away, annoyed by how her entire
body had gone on high alert as always, every inch of her seeming to hum beneath
the surface.
She should have just emailed him.
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About Jill Shalvis
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill’s sexy contemporary and award-winning books wherever romances are sold and click on the blog button above for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.
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