18+They're forced into protective custody. Alone. Together. For four days.
And this time, the Colonel's daughter isn't taking no for an answer...
Description:
Sign: Scorpio
The sting of this Scorpio is unforgettably hot...
Ivy Danforth is out from under her Colonel father's overprotective control, and she's making it count. Big time. She's taken the summer off to travel through Australia with her bestie and experiencing all that life has to offer—when you’re not under constant military surveillance. She wants to end her summer with some sexy fun, and she has just the hottie in mind.
Seth Rodrigo is ex-Special Forces working undercover and keeping an eye on Ivy as a special favor to her father. All he has to do is not give the game away and reveal who he really is. And especially not give into the hunger that's burning through his careful control...
Then they're forced into protective custody. Alone. Together. For four days.
And this time, the Colonel's daughter isn't taking no for an answer...
EXCERPT
“Why do women wear this stuff?” he asked, moving to her
second toe.
Ivy blinked. Cleary the subject of him was closed.
“Because it’s cute?”
He gave a dismissive snort as he started her third toe, on
a roll now. “You don’t think it’s cute?”
“I don’t really have an opinion.”
“Oh come on,” she cajoled, wiggling her toes at him,
trying to lighten the mood. “According to Cosmo, men get off on painted toes.”
“Men don’t read Cosmo.”
“Maybe they should.”
He grabbed her fourth toe in a firm grip and her nipples
ruched into tight points. He must have found her high-beam chakra.
“Is that why you paint your toes?” he asked, his head
still bowed over her foot. “For men?”
Ivy shook her head. “No. I do that for me.”
“Good,” he said, his gaze capturing hers as he looked up.
“Don’t ever do anything for a man you don’t want to do for you.”
She quirked an eyebrow. “Are you sure you haven’t read
Cosmo?” He laughed and all her damn chakras lit up.
“Last one,” he said, returning his attention to her foot,
staring down her little toe before dipping the brush in one more time. In two
skillful swipes he’d covered it. “There,” he said, sitting back, inspecting the
job.
Even with a bottle of hot pink nail polish in his hands,
admiring his handiwork, Dean Bennett was still the most masculine man she’d
ever met.
“Not bad,” he declared.
“Not bad at all,” she admitted. “For your first time.”
He flicked her a glance that told her he wasn’t going to
rise to the bait. She lifted her foot, offering it to him. “Blow?”
“Nice try,” he said, tossing her the bottle of polish and
rising from the couch. “I need a coffee. Want one?”
“No thanks.”
Strangely, what she craved most of all after their
satisfying session over her toes, was a cigarette.
And
she didn’t even smoke.
About the author:
Amy is an award-winning, best-selling Aussie author who has written over fifty contemporary romances in both the traditional and digital markets. She loves good books, fab food, great wine and frequent travel - preferably all four together.
She lives on acreage on the outskirts of Brisbane with a gorgeous mountain view but secretly wishes it was the hillsides of Tuscany.
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