From New York Times Bestseller, Kendall Ryan,
comes a sexy new standalone novel.
My tempting,
and very alpha friend Sterling Quinn is someone I consider off-limits.
It's not
just that we're friends, he's also cocky, confident, and British, which means
he's a walking aphrodisiac.
But lately
he's been giving me the look. You know the one. When he thinks I'm not paying
attention, and his gaze lingers for too long.
And then we
start working together, and that's when the sexual tension between us gets so
thick, I want to hack through it with a machete. I want to make all these deep
feelings I've harbored for him disappear, because there's no way this can end
well.
The lines
between business and pleasure become irrevocably blurred, and I'm stuck between
a rock, and Sterling's very, very hard
place.
Rather than
keep a level head about our growing attraction, Sterling wants to go all in,
showing me just how explosive we can be together.
But I've
been around long enough to know that this British bad boy is more than my heart
can handle. I'm not about to be cast aside like yesterday's underwear when he's
done having fun.
So if you read the Hitched trilogy, you're already familiar with both Sterling and Camryn. At the start of the book is when Sterling receives news that immediately changes the course of his life, and that is why he and Camryn are now working together. Sterling is all British and sexy and yummy, and he really excels at dirty talk. Camryn is just as attracted to him as he is to her (although she's not sure of his attraction just yet), but after the way her ex left her, she's not even remotely thinking about a relationship. But hey, the heart knows who it wants.
What I liked about this book is that there isn't a whole lot of unnecessary side drama taking away from the main focus of the book; no crazy ex-significant others creating problems (well, there was one, but that was taken care of quickly). What I was shocked by was Camryn's friend and assistant Anna, what she did was straight-up ratchet, and then to come back like she thought everything would be alright? Not even cool! But I loved how Camryn dealt with that situation, very classy I must say.
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EXCERPT:
I twist the doorknob, and finding it unlocked,
let myself inside.
Sterling’s place is compact, but modern and
classy. It suits him. After a quick glance around the living space, I spot him
on the balcony outside, just beyond the glass doors at the far end of the
living room. He’s facing away from me, his hands gripping the railing, his head
bowed.
My smile from moments ago is gone. Seeing him
like this—looking distraught—brings the reality of our situation crashing back.
Sterling suddenly turns and we lock eyes. A
thousand emotions are revealed in his eyes, but mostly there’s anger. There’s
also a sadness in his gaze that I’ve never seen. It’s haunting.
I swallow a lump in my throat, wondering
what’s going on.
“Sterling?” I ask, slowly approaching the
balcony.
It’s beautiful—plush pillows and twinkling
lights, and a chilled bottle of white wine all nestled together in a romantic
picnic for two.
He lets out a heavy sigh and runs one hand
through his hair.
“This is beautiful,” I say since he hasn’t
spoken, hasn’t even moved from the spot where he’s rooted, and his stony
silence is killing me. “Are you okay?”
“Just fine,” he says curtly, his gaze looking
past me.
He doesn’t seem fine. He seems off. Why go
through all the effort if he’s just going to act sullen and withdrawn?
And what could have possibly changed in the
twenty-four hours since we last spoke on the phone? He seemed so excited—like
he hadn’t a care in the world. Now it seems he doesn’t want me here.
“If this is a bad time,
if tonight doesn’t work . . .” I trail off, my voice
suddenly shaky.
“The meal’s already prepared.” He brushes past
me, headed toward the kitchen.
Unsure what to do, I follow behind him.
He’s acting like an asshole, and I suddenly
feel so stupid for getting all done up tonight. I’m not going to stand
around and embarrass myself by begging for his attention.
“You know what? Never mind. This was a bad
idea, anyway. I’ll see myself out.” I turn and head for the front door, anger
and rejection dueling inside me.
It takes all of three seconds before
Sterling’s long strides catch him up to me by the door. His grip around my
wrist stops me. “Wait.”
I turn and face him. I’m halfway between
wanting to flee and staying to hear his explanation.
He releases a heavy exhale. “I received a
phone call just before you arrived.”
With him so near, the combination of his clean
soap and his spicy cologne intoxicates me. Memories of our intimate dinner rush
back. But apparently tonight is not meant to be a repeat. Waiting to
see what he’ll say next, I inhale and hold my breath.
When he doesn’t continue, I
ask, “Is everything okay?”
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