Synopsis
Peaches Monroe works at a bookstore in small
town Washington. She's also a plus-size lingerie model, and the former
girlfriend of Dalton Deangelo. He's the sexy, smoldering actor who plays TV's
hottest vampire.
Now Dalton is back in
town, hiding out from his past and a ton of bad
publicity.
He can't keep his hands
off Peaches, even though she's dating someone else.
Peaches knows that being
friendly with Dalton always ends up in complete disaster, but he does have an
interesting proposal for her--a wedding proposal. He says a fake wedding will
save his career, and he needs her.
As much as she'd love to
run into the arms of the incredibly hot, deliciously sexy actor, she's also
afraid. He keeps hinting that he loves her, but he won't say the
words.
Even if he did profess
his love, can you ever really trust an actor?
Teaser
We climbed up, stepping
sideways so we didn’t murder ourselves on our roller skates. We grabbed our
things and proceeded up higher and higher, until we were in darkness. I could
barely see Adrian’s face, but I found his lips easily.
We kissed, sitting next
to each other on the flat wooden bleacher step. I took his lower lip on my
mouth and felt carefully with my tongue for the tiny scar from his lip
ring.
He pressed his tongue
hungrily into my mouth as one hand came across and landed on my bare
knee.
He moved his lips away
from mine, and over to my ear. He took my earlobe in my mouth and gently sucked
it, the way he had my thumb. My skin prickled all over, and I felt myself begin
to glow with sweat.
Moving down my neck, he
licked and sucked and gently bit my skin until I was moaning. I could hear the
crackle of his saliva as he sucked my neck, let go, and held it again with
gentle pressure.
At the same time, his
hand moved slowly up my leg—trepidatiously, like the hand of a young guy trying
to get to third base for the first time.
I whispered, “Are you
trying to get to third base?”
He pulled his hot mouth
away from my neck, the saliva evaporating and cooling my neck suddenly. To
accentuate this, he blew air gently on my neck. I shuddered with pleasure at
the sensation.
In the shadows, I saw
him lick his lips, then say, “It would be a crime for me to skip second base.”
His gaze was directly on my peaches, looking luscious and heaving from my rapid
breathing.
“May I?” he asked,
holding out both hands, inches from my sweater puppies.
I grabbed his hands by
the wrists and brought his hands firmly to me, squeezing over his hands to get
him started.
“This is heaven,” he
said, squeezing them together and lowering his face to the crease, breathing
deeply.
I entwined my fingers in
his hair and held him tightly to me—not smothering-tightly, but firm enough to
let him know I liked him touching me.
“You smell fucking
unbelievable,” he said, his voice muffled.
Meet
Mimi
Bestselling author Mimi
Strong thinks life is too short to be anything but
outrageous.
She's the author of 3
USA Today Bestsellers, STARDUST, FOR YOU, and BORROWED BILLIONAIRE, as well as
STARLIGHT, HER TEDDY BEAR, BILLIONAIRE NOVELIST, KISSING COACH, and PRETTY
GIRLS.
Mimi lives on the west
coast with her green-eyed husband and two ginger cats. She loves her beautiful
readers and sends you all big hugs in the form of awesome books full of sex,
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