Contracted For Love: Famous Love Series
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Now I just have to work out what to call it
Acknowledgment
The people that made this book possible are my fabulous beta readers. Without them, I’d be lost. In particular for this book, Kerrie Andrews helped me with some dodgy plot holes and to make sure Charlotte and Jack didn’t degenerate into two crazy celebrities, battling it out in the press! She even read the draft of my book when she was home sick from work – I’m eternally grateful to her for letting me bounce ideas off her poor, sick body. Thanks Kerrie – you rock!
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Sneak Peek
I always hate waiting for the next book in a series to be released so while you’re waiting, here’s a sneak peak of my first release All At Sea to tide you over. Here’s what you can expect:
Romance. Sizzle. Intrigue. A whale watching cruise, gone terribly wrong, throws two strangers together for a hot and exciting adventure!
Jenna Michaels has spent the last two years wrapped up in writing her three best-selling novels. She's quit her job and is now a full-time writer. Then the unthinkable happens. The words just dry up. Hell-bent on finding inspiration for her fourth novel, Jenna throws herself out into the world to rediscover her writing talent.
She needs the words to fly from her fingers again.
Ryan Price is attempting to extricate himself from his ex-girlfriend who refuses to let go. He's not happy to discover she's been in contact with his mother behind his back. To an outsider on this beautiful day, he seems grumpy and aloof.
When Jenna and Ryan meet aboard the Ulysses III there is instant sizzle. Being surrounded by a boatload of strangers can't cool their attraction and it's hands-on all the way.
Their fascination with one another quickly becomes a desperate struggle for survival when disaster and tragedy strike in the blink of an eye.
All At Sea
As I was leaning toward the mirror and rubbing in the last of the white around my nose, the door to the toilet cubicle burst open. A male presence filled the space with me. He pulled the door shut, flicked the lock, and turned around to survey me with surprise. Of course he was wearing a red shirt. My breathing stopped in my chest as I stared at him, open-mouthed, in the mirror. Some little part of me was not surprised at all.
“Oh, God, I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “The little sign said ‘vacant.’ I thought it was empty!”
He stared at me and I stared at him. He made no move to go out to the cabin, and I couldn’t form a coherent sentence with him standing so close to me.
He cleared his throat and looked embarrassed. Crimson started to creep up his neck and I had the distinct impression that he didn’t find himself on the back foot often. “Um... would you mind terribly if I just stayed in here for a minute? I’m avoiding someone and I don’t want to go out to face her - um… them.”
I was choking on the sudden dryness of my throat, but I smiled at him to show it was okay. I turned my attention to my sunscreen and started to rub it on my arms. Lucky these cubicles were larger than normal, or we would have been skin to skin in the tiny space.
Lucky or unlucky, Jenna?
When I’d finished with my arms, I turned around and put my foot up on the closed toilet lid and started to apply sunscreen on my calf and thigh. I rubbed it in well while he watched. He was silent, but I could have sworn his breathing got a tiny bit quicker as he stood there, too close to me. I had the distinct feeling that I was having some kind of effect on him, just like he’d been having on me all day. To test out my theory, I started on the second leg and made more of a show of rubbing the cream in slowly and thoroughly right up to my thigh. I pulled up my shorts to make sure sunscreen was applied all over my upper leg.
Yep, I heard a sharp intake of breath as he watched. He tried to hide it, but now I knew I wasn’t imagining it.
Nice!
Knowing I’d had an effect on him made me a bit more daring than usual. Don’t get me wrong - I’m not the shy type. I hold my own and I’ve had my share of experience with the opposite sex. I’m not usually hesitant when talking to men
except for this one…
and I can play the siren with the best of them, but it’s just not my usual way of acting. I decided to throw caution to the wind, since that was my new mantra for the week.
Yes, and look how that turned out with poor James. Didn’t you just promise yourself this morning that there’d be no more interludes with random men?
Ignoring my own sensible thoughts, I figured I might make Ryan suffer a little bit more for bursting in here and then not leaving. Turning away from him again, I held the sunscreen up over my shoulder. “Would you mind putting sunscreen on the top of my back and shoulders? I can’t quite reach, and I don’t want to get it on my clothes.”
I swear I heard him choke. He acted nonchalant, though, and took the sunscreen, squeezing some into his hand. He pulled aside my hair and my singlet and started rubbing the cream into my shoulders. I have to admit: it was heaven. His hands were warm and large. He was making an effort to rub the cream in really firmly, almost giving me a massage at the same time. I fought the urge to groan with pleasure as my toes threatened to curl. It had been a long time since a man had touched me and given me this kind of reaction. I never wanted it to stop.
We were facing the mirror, so I couldn’t exactly close my eyes and enjoy the moment. To distract me, I decided to seek out some of the answers to the questions I’d been brewing up all morning. He was my captive audience, so he wouldn’t get away. I supposed he could open the door and take his chances with Leah being outside, but he was making no move to leave, and I hoped he’d stay for a while.
As he moved the bikini strings from behind my neck, I said, “She seems awful.”
His hands stopped moving and he met my eyes in the mirror. A moment passed before he answered. “She is.” He dropped his eyes and went back to rubbing my shoulders. His hand moved down inside my singlet, and I felt goose bumps spring up all over my skin.
Oh, God.
All At Sea is available now on Amazon. Order your copy now so you don’t miss out on the suspenseful tale of Ryan and Jenna. I promise I have loads of twists and turns in store for you with this one!
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