Название | The Tycoon's Stowaway |
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Автор произведения | Stefanie London |
Жанр | Современные любовные романы |
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Издательство | Современные любовные романы |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9781472098504 |
A wicked smile broke out across her face as she downed the entire drink. A stray droplet escaped the corner of her mouth and Chantal caught it with her tongue. God, he wanted to kiss her.
‘It’s the champagne.’
‘Well, if you keep drinking it like that…’
‘I might get myself into trouble.’ She pulled a serious face, her cheeks flushed with the alcohol.
She’d looked like this the night he’d danced with her at Weeping Reef. Chantal had always been the serious type—studious and sensible until she’d had a drink or two. Then the hardness seemed to melt away, she loosened up, and the playful side came out. If she’d been tempting before, she was damn near impossible to resist now.
‘You always seem to treat trouble like it’s a bad idea.’ Brodie divested her of her champagne flute before tugging her to him.
‘Isn’t that the definition of trouble?’ Her hands hovered at his chest, barely touching him.
He shouldn’t be pulling her strings the way he did when he wanted a girl. He liked to wind them up first. Tease them… get them to laugh. Relax their boundaries. He was treating Chantal as if he wanted to sleep with her… and he did.
He was in for a world of pain, but he couldn’t stop himself.
‘Bad ideas are the most fun.’
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STEFANIE LONDON lives in Melbourne with her very own hero and enough books to sink a ship. She frequently indulges in her passions for good coffee, French perfume, high heels and zombie movies. During the day she uses lots of words like synergy and strategy. At night she writes sexy contemporary romance stories and tries not to spend too much time shopping online and watching baby animal videos on YouTube.
The Tycoon’s
Stowaway
Stefanie London
To my wonderful husband for supporting me from the very first time I wrote ‘Chapter One’. Thank you for always understanding my need to write, for keeping me sane through the ups and downs, and for holding my hand when I took the biggest leap of my life.
I love you.
Always.
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HOT. LOUD. CRUSHING.
The dance floor at the Weeping Reef resort bar was the perfect way to shake off the work day, and for Chantal Turner it was the perfect place to practise her moves. She swung her hips to the pulsating beat of the music, her hands raking through her hair and pushing damp strands from her forehead. A drop of perspiration ran in a rivulet down her back but she wouldn’t stop. At midnight, the night was still in its infancy, and she would dance until her feet gave out.
She was enjoying a brief interlude away from her life plan in order to soak up the rays while earning a little money in the glorious Whitsundays. But the second she was done she’d be back on the mainland, working her butt off to secure a place at a contemporary dance company. She smiled to herself. The life in front of her was bright and brimming with opportunity.
Tonight the majority of her crew hadn’t come out. Since Chantal’s boyfriend wasn’t much of a dancer he stood at the bar, sipping a drink and chatting to another resort employee. No matter—the music’s beat flowing through her body was the only companion she needed. Her black dress clung to damp skin. The holiday crowd had peaked for the season, which meant the dance floor was even more densely packed than usual.
‘Pretty girls shouldn’t have to dance on their own.’
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