Recipe for Temptation
by Gina Gordon
White Lace #1
Publication Date: August 11, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
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Synopsis:
A sexy category romance from Entangled's Brazen imprint...
She's the woman he loves to hate.
Penn Foster wants a lot of things. She wants a spot on the board of a charitable foundation. She wants to win the stupid, plastic family trophy. And more than anything, she wants her tall, hot, and brooding boss naked in her bed. Now, on a Hawaiian vacation with her family, she's desperately trying not to think about how he'd sound whispering dirty things in her ear.
He's the man she can't have...or can she?
Cole Murphy keeps himself locked down, away from the press and out of the spotlight. Still haunted by a traumatic childhood, his ability to trust has been decimated. Penn, with her sexy body and confidence, is the only person able to drag him out of his shell. Which is why he crashes her vacation and accepts her proposition for no-strings sex. But is the inescapable heat building between them a delicious temptation, or will it end in total disaster?
Out
in the waves, Cole laughed and groaned as he popped up onto his board
over and over. It took quite a few tries to stand up without dragging
his feet in the water and toppling, but eventually he was able to
stay on for a few seconds before wiping out. Penn hung off to the
side with a big grin, straddling her board, her feet dangling over
the sides, just watching him.
He
paddled over to her.
“That
was pathetic, Murphy.”
“Maybe
you’re not the only un-athletic one.” He felt
he’d
been moderately successful. But he hadn’t expected to ride a five
foot swell his first time out.
“Gee.
You looked pretty graceful to me as you cartwheeled into the waves.”
He
made a face at her as he paddled closer and lined up his board
parallel to hers. But there wasn’t a chance in the world of getting
mad at her teasing. He was having too much fun.
Her
body was smoking hot, wet, and glistening in the sun. The urge to
kiss her was overwhelming. And she knew exactly what he was thinking.
She leaned closer, scoping out their surroundings to check that no
one was watching. But out here, in the middle of the ocean, no one
could see who they were.
He
couldn’t stop himself from leaning over and locking his lips over
hers. Their mouths moved in perfect harmony, a
sexy
back-and-forth movement of sun-heated lips and pliant tongues.
Whenever
they kissed, he no longer worried about... anything. His stomach
fluttered each time her lips touched his. She did this to him—gave
him this amazing feeling. This overwhelming happiness. He honestly
didn’t know what to do with it. It was so new and unfamiliar.
With
a contented sigh, he pulled away. “Your turn to get up on the
board.”
“Do
I really have to?”
“Yep.”
She
paddled out and he followed, yelling after her,
“Relax
your body. When I tell you to jump up, try not to let your feet drag.
Find your balance and just let the wave take you.”
“I
don’t want to do this,” she shouted.
“Yes,
you do. You can do it!”
They
waited for the right wave. Tiny ripples and
mediocre
swells passed under them.
“No,
really. I can’t do this,” she protested as they waited.
“One
time, my family rented a house on the lake, and Pete took me out on
one of those paddle boat thingies.” Her arms waved all over the
place as she spoke, sending rivulets of water cascading down her face
and neck. Pearls of water accumulated on her cleavage, and he wished
he were close enough to bend down and lick them off her warm skin.
“We got stuck in some weeds or vines or something. I don’t
know...”
She
was so fucking adorable. So adorable that just watching her tell the
story made his insides flip-flop with happiness. Frustration grabbed
hold of him. Why couldn’t
her
vacation be two weeks long? He hadn’t expected their time together
to go beyond sex, to move past the alarming chemistry that had
crackled between them for so long. But it had. And he was going to
damn well enjoy it, because he’d miss this feeling when their fling
came to an abrupt end.
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