on April 11, 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance
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Landing a photo shoot with a hot lingerie model is every guy’s fantasy. And that includes Evan Mayfield. He expects nothing more than an interesting gig and a quick paycheck, but once the photographer starts snapping pictures, Evan realizes the job is going to be a lot harder than he thought. The sexy brunette with whom he’s posing is beautiful, intriguing, and a first-class ice princess. He should take the money and run, but he never could resist a good challenge.
Francesca Jones has sworn off men, which has given her time to focus on entrepreneurship. After settling down in the sleepy town of Creekview, she started her own lingerie business. Now she’s ready for the next step—launch an online shop for her designs, including a new line for men. But the fitness model she hired is making it difficult to concentrate with his warm hands and his penetrating gaze, and the last thing she wants is for him to discover that her life in Tennessee is nothing more than a façade.
Despite her efforts to keep him at bay, he melts her defenses, and after a night of seduction, she finds herself torn between keeping her secret and revealing the truth. Either way she goes, the consequences could be devastating.
SEDUCED is the fifth book in the WHISKEY NIGHTS series. Since each book focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones; however, since there are recurring characters, many readers may prefer to read the series in order for maximum enjoyment.
WHISKEY NIGHTS SERIES ORDER
(Whiskey Nights, #5)
Publication date: April 11th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance
“How many times have you been in the car with a girl who threw her clothes out the window?”
“This is the first.”
“Exactly.” She dangled her bra out the window, hooking the strap with one finger.
“You might want to know there’s a car behind us,” I warned her.
She let the bra fly.
I barked out a laugh. If she wanted to make the night memorable, she’d certainly accomplished her mission.
“Shit,” I said. “It’s probably a preacher.”
I glanced at my totally naked girlfriend in the seat beside me, her dark hair whipping in the wind. I wanted to remember what she looked like in that moment.
And that was when I noticed a strange blue hue in the car. I glanced back up, checking my rearview mirror.
“And if it’s not a preacher, it could be the police.” Blue lights were approaching me. I hoped the police car would blow on by, en route to another call, but it quickly became apparent that wasn’t going to happen.
Francesca turned around and looked out the rear window. “Oh, shit,” she whispered. “I’m not wearing my seat belt.”