Still So Hot!. Serena Bell

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       “You need to get yourself on the next flight out of here …”

      Elisa had known Brett was going to kiss her before it happened, and still, it was a shock. The heat and possessiveness of his mouth and the way her hands reached for him against her better judgment.

      His mouth was so soft, so demanding, so giving. It made her cells sing with pleasure.

      She was aware of her body, like a chant. Want. More.

      His tongue urged her lips to open, and she let him in. The stroke of his tongue against all the tender bits of her mouth made her sigh. He groaned in response. That sound undid all her resistance, and she pulled his head down to get more of him. He tasted so good, of whiskey and wine and Brett. She knew this kiss, knew it inside and out, knew that he was going to bite her lower lip before he did, knew that he wanted her to meet his thrusts and that when she did she’d feel it down to her toes, that slide and urgency.

      Want. More.

      She did. She wanted him to pick her up and carry her into the room where—

      Reason rushed in like an unwanted rainstorm. This could not happen.

      She let go of his head and gently shoved his shoulder.

      He looked back at her with lust-glazed eyes.

      “Are you crazy?” she demanded.

      Of course what she meant was, Am I crazy? Which clearly she was …

      Still So Hot!

      Serena Bell

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      SERENA BELL writes stories about how sex messes with your head, why smart people do stupid things sometimes and how love can make it all better. She wrote her first steamy romance before she was old enough to understand what all the words meant and has been perfecting the art of hiding pages and screens from curious eyes ever since—a skill that’s particularly useful now that she’s a mother of two avid readers. When she’s not scribbling stories or getting her butt kicked at Scrabble by her kids, she’s practicing modern dance improv in the kitchen, swimming laps, needlepointing, hiking or reading on one of her large collection of electronic devices. Serena blogs regularly about writing and reading romance at www.serenabell.com and www.wonkomance.com. She also tweets like a madwoman as @serenabellbooks. You can reach her at [email protected].

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      Contents

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Excerpt

      1

      ELISA HENDERSON HAD imagined worst-case-scenario headlines even before her plane took off.

      Dating Coach Misplaces Client.

      Client Goes AWOL from Dating Boot Camp in Caribbean.

      God, this was not comforting. She needed to get up. She needed to move. Most of all, she needed to find out whether Celine Carr had made the flight. But she couldn’t do that until the Fasten Seat Belt sign blinked off.

      She’d gotten Celine’s text just as Elisa had arrived at the gate. Thru security. Gotta pee. Board without me. She’d taken her seat in coach—alone, since Celine had claimed the last available in first class. Elisa tried to catch a glimpse of Celine, but the aisles were filled with other passengers. By the time Elisa had realized they were about to take off, she still didn’t know if Celine was on the plane, and the flight attendants wouldn’t let Elisa up. She’d tried to call and text Celine a million times, until a redheaded flight attendant pleaded with Elisa to put the cell phone away before she got them both in trouble.

      Now all she could do was cross her fingers and try not to fidget.

      Think positive. She’s on the plane. She’s raring to go.

      This is the weekend you teach her that she calls the shots. That she controls her dating destiny.

      This is the weekend you make hiring a dating coach the new black.

      She took a few deep breaths