Charm. Flora Dain
Читать онлайн.| Название | Charm |
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| Автор произведения | Flora Dain |
| Жанр | Зарубежный юмор |
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| Издательство | Зарубежный юмор |
| Год выпуска | 0 |
| isbn | 9780007579587 |
CHARM
Flora Dain
WOLFE TRILOGY: BOOK 1
Mischief
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An eBook Original 2014
Copyright © Flora Dain 2014
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Ebook Edition © 2014 ISBN: 9780007579587
Version: 2017-08-19
Contents
It all started with a kiss.
Normally I’d never storm out of a high-end business gala dressed like a princess and head for the street with angry tears coursing down my face without first calling a cab.
Normally I’d never walk right up to the first man I see coming towards me, fling my arms round his neck and kiss him squarely on the mouth.
Normally, if he tasted that good and I edged away with a careless laugh and he scowled, pulled me closer and growled, ‘Hey. Nobody gets that close to me and walks away,’ I’d simply cut and run, not press up against him and burrow into his neck and sigh, ‘Take me somewhere. Anywhere.’
It was just the once.
* * *
After that things happened fast. He clasped one arm tightly around me while he muttered a stream of instructions into his phone, clearly changing his evening’s plans. I clung to him not listening, relishing the silky feel of his suit and the hard muscles lurking beneath. I nuzzled deeper into his neck and drank in his aroma, notes of citrus with deep undertones of feral male. Luscious.
I rubbed myself up against him like a cat on heat. But it wasn’t just heat. It was shock and despair at finding my on-off boyfriend had traded me in and was smooching the upgrade right there in the bar. All I wanted was to prove I could cut it – that I looked good and was still a fully functioning female.
Frankly, anybody would have done, but right on cue here was this stunning, Armani-clad male animal prowling towards me