Sandy Riley dreams of an escape from her humdrum nights making sales calls in a cubicle farm. When a co-worker hands her the winning ticket to a night on the town with one of New York's most eligible bachelors, she can't say no. One problem: her handsome date is the company's charismatic CEO. Since she can't risk losing her job, all must end before her nightshift begins, and he can never learn her true identity - or the secrets of her past.
Marco Danieli is intrigued by the beautiful woman who stirs his blood... then disappears into the night. When he tracks her down he thinks his problems are solved - but they're only just beginning...
Excerpt:
The tempo quickened. Whether it was the music that came first or the heightened pace of their twin heartbeats, Sandy couldn't say. All she knew was suddenly they were whirling across the dance floor, turning, twisting, groping and grabbing at each other.
Their legs stepped this way and that, weaving in and out of each other in a tango of impossible passion. Their bodies itched to touch each other, impatient of the clothes that kept skin from skin.
When their lips met the world exploded into a crescendo of stars, coupled with a clash of cymbals, as emotion and passion climaxed in the melding of their mouths.
Her tongue hungrily sought his. They clutched each other and their feet stopped moving as they gave themselves over completely to the soul-stirring magic of their kiss.
Marco's mouth moved over hers, greedy for it, tasting and possessing her. Her hands gripped the sides of his face, holding him close. Her nose brushed against his, changing sides with it, changing back, as each sought to deepen the kiss, to make it more than any kiss could be.
At that moment the music stopped and the room burst into applause.
Genre: Romance
Marco Danieli is intrigued by the beautiful woman who stirs his blood... then disappears into the night. When he tracks her down he thinks his problems are solved - but they're only just beginning...
Excerpt:
The tempo quickened. Whether it was the music that came first or the heightened pace of their twin heartbeats, Sandy couldn't say. All she knew was suddenly they were whirling across the dance floor, turning, twisting, groping and grabbing at each other.
Their legs stepped this way and that, weaving in and out of each other in a tango of impossible passion. Their bodies itched to touch each other, impatient of the clothes that kept skin from skin.
When their lips met the world exploded into a crescendo of stars, coupled with a clash of cymbals, as emotion and passion climaxed in the melding of their mouths.
Her tongue hungrily sought his. They clutched each other and their feet stopped moving as they gave themselves over completely to the soul-stirring magic of their kiss.
Marco's mouth moved over hers, greedy for it, tasting and possessing her. Her hands gripped the sides of his face, holding him close. Her nose brushed against his, changing sides with it, changing back, as each sought to deepen the kiss, to make it more than any kiss could be.
At that moment the music stopped and the room burst into applause.
Genre: Romance
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