by Penelope Douglas
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 1, 2015
Hosted by: As the Pages Turn
Former tennis player Easton Bradbury is trying to be the best teacher she can be, trying to reach her bored students and trying to forget her past. What brought her to this stage in her life isn’t important. She can’t let it be. But now one parent-teacher meeting may be her undoing…
Meeting Tyler Marek for the first time makes it easy for Easton to see why his son is having trouble in school. The man knows how to manage businesses and wealth, not a teenage boy. Or a young teacher, for that matter, though he tries to. And yet…there is something about him that draws Easton in—a hint of vulnerability, a flash of attraction, a spark that might burn.
Wanting him is taboo. Needing him is undeniable. And his long-awaited touch will weaken Easton’s resolve—and reveal what should stay hidden…
(*STANDALONE, NO CLIFFHANGER*)
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01063XPUM
I narrowed my eyes, ready to object, but he grabbed my elbow and led me away from the group so fast I nearly stumbled along the brick path.
“What are you doing?” I whispered as he moved his hand to my back, continuing to lead me off the patio and into the house.
But he didn’t answer.
Most of the guests were outside, but there were a few scattered about, browsing around the house, as well as servers gathering food and supplies to refresh the tables.
“Tyler, someone will see us,” I whisper-yelled this time, trying to dig in my heels and stop him.
But once we were past the bustle of the kitchen, he took my hand and pulled me down the dimmed hallway and past the foyer to his den.
He opened the door, dragged me inside, and slammed it closed. Releasing my hand, he walked behind his desk and crossed his arms over his chest, locking eyes with me.
What the hell was wrong with him?
The woman simply wanted an introduction. Did he think I didn’t know how to be discreet? She couldn’t possibly have recognized me.
Or maybe he was angry about my behavior before she arrived. I guess I wasn’t so discreet.
“What did he say to you?” Tyler barked out. “When he whispered in your ear?”
I cocked my head, choosing to be stubborn.
“Does it matter?” I played.
He shook his head, letting out a bitter laugh. “Not everything that’s in your head needs to come out of your mouth,” he scolded.
Ah, now we were getting somewhere.
“Are you angry because of what I said or because I drew attention to myself?” I inquired, crossing my arms as well. “Maybe I shouldn’t wear any short skirts either.”
He placed his hands palm down on his desk and glared at me. “That’s not what this is about.”
“Right.” I smiled. “Let me guess. I forgot my place. Legs open, mouth closed, right?”
He pulled up, slowly circling the desk and looking down at me. “Don’t be dramatic.”
My skin tingled, and my heart sped up. “What are you really mad about?”
“What did he say say to you?” His full bottom lip was tight with tension.
“I forgot.” I shrugged. “Something about his dick.”
His entire face hardened. “I should’ve hit him.”
“Then why didn’t you?”
“Because I’m not a child!” he bellowed. “I’m an adult who picks his battles. I don’t just run off, half-cocked, no matter how much I wanted to see him bloody for even getting near you.”
“Too bad,” I taunted, a slight smile on my lips. “If you had, I’d be in here on my knees, sucking your dick right now instead of thinking about his.”
His eyes flared, and he bared his teeth. Grabbing me by the jaw in one hand and hovering his lips just over mine, he slowly swung me around and slammed my ass against the desk, the small tray of file folders on the corner spilling to the floor.
My blood raced. Yes.
Penelope Douglas is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Fall Away series.
She dresses for autumn year round, loves anything lemon flavored, and believes there is too much blood in her Coca Cola stream. Or too much Coca Cola in her blood stream. Or...
You know what? It doesn't matter. She loves Coke. Now you know.
She lives in Las Vegas with her husband and daughter.
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