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Mischievous Matchmaker series Book Three
Turnabout is fair play. Or maybe karma is a bitch is more fitting.
Wanting to repay the favor she did for them, Petra’s friends throw her a key party to help her move on from a months-old heartbreak. While she is not interested in falling in love again, getting her stunted sex life back on track doesn’t sound like a bad idea.
Except someone sabotages the key drawing before she gets her turn. Instead of spending the night with the ultra-hot doc her friends intended to “accidentally” set her up with, she winds up drawing her good friend Alex’s keys instead.
A night with Alex is coveted among players. Petra quickly finds out the reality of Alex far exceeds his legendary reputation. The moment they kiss they discover a chemistry so combustible it’s positively nuclear. Instantly engulfed in a red-hot haze of passion, neither of them sees it coming when Petra’s ex returns, repentant and threatening to ruin their newfound happiness.
Genre: Erotic Contemporary RomancePurchase links: This book is temporarily unavailable. Check back soon for updates.
Release Date: October 2, 2013
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
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Even the way Petra moved as though she was gliding across the floor drove Alex out of his mind. There was a graceful control to the easy sway of her hips and the movement of her long, slender legs. And that cool, Russian-ice-princess expression of hers was maddening.
He was nearly dying for the chance to find out if she could maintain that cool demeanor when he was pushing her past all the limits of her self-control with his mouth, his fingers, his cock.
“So what do I have to do to put a smile on your face tonight, Lexi?” she asked as she reached him.
The list was a very short one.
“Heaven forbid should the life of the party have an off night,” he grumbled, and then immediately regretted it. His ugly mood was not her fault.
Her eyebrows went up. “This is worse than I thought.”
He closed his eyes when she reached up and tugged on the collar of his shirt, then smoothed her hands over the upper part of his chest, tucked his hair behind his ears.
“Seriously, Alex. What’s gotten into you tonight?” she asked, fingers curled over his ears. “I know you’re not just tired, so don’t give me that bullshit excuse again.”
You, he wanted to say, but that one word wouldn’t take the big leap off the end of his tongue. She’d gotten into him, under his skin and into his heart and turned him from a bold go-getter into the biggest fucking wimp he knew.
“I have officially been to one too many of these parties,” was his judicious answer.
“Are you kidding?” She halfway turned to look at the room full of people mingling behind her. “I think this is the best one yet. The girls have completely outdone me. This is even better that the Mardi Gras party I threw two years ago. Don’t you think?”
He drew in a deep breath. “It’s a good party,” he admitted. If he’d been in any other state of mind he would have been having a great time. But for maybe the first time in his life, he hadn’t been able to pull himself out of a funk long enough to enjoy himself.
“Who are you hoping gets your keys later?” she asked as she turned back to him.
“You.” Oh there it was, brave little word.
“Well, you might be out of luck,” she said, not missing a beat, and obviously not taking him seriously. “I saw Bree putting something on Michel’s keys when she took them from him earlier.” She shrugged. “Which is fine.”
Which is fine?? She’d just spent months mourning the breakup with someone she thought she was going to spend the rest of her life with and she was okay with settling for fine?
She deserved so much better than fine. Although, he couldn’t deny that it gave him no small amount of satisfaction that she hadn’t just stuck a knife through his heart by telling him she couldn’t wait to be alone with the guy.
“He’s not bad if you like the black hair and blue eyes European type,” she added with another indifferent twitch of her smooth shoulder.
He reached out and touched it, brushing the backs of his fingers over her silky skin.
“Add Eastern to the front of the European and you’re speaking my language.” He said it as seriously as he meant it, meeting her eyes when her head snapped around.
Hallelujah, his balls were back.
Something in her expression changed. And it was something good.
She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around his waist and tipped her beautiful, heart-shaped face up to his. Her eyes were two crystal clear pools of water within the sexy sootiness of her dark makeup. Her mouth was temptation itself.
“You always know just the right thing to say,” she purred in her smoky voice.
It was its own kid of delicious torture to have her pressed against him chest to belly to thigh in a room full of people. He wanted to kiss her more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life. He wanted to slide one hand up her skirt, tease and torture and drive her wild right then and there, with the party going on around them. Let them watch if they wanted.
He’d give them a show they would never forget.
He put one hand in the center of her back and held her closer.
“Here’s another one you might like,” he said, angling his face within a couple of inches of hers. “Let’s get out of here. You and me. Right now.”
Her arms tightened around his waist and her hips shifted so her belly rubbed deliciously against his crotch, making him groan.
“Where would we go?” she asked in a whisper that went straight to his cock.
“Anywhere you want, Pete,” he whispered back, still holding her gaze. “I’ll take you anywhere you want to go. Say the word.”
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