Fact: I haven’t actually been arrested or indicted.
More important fact: I inadvertently messed up—big-time.
Two strangers in a foreign country, we said hello.
Hello turned into a kiss.
A kiss turned into a rendezvous.
At the end of the day…
He will have her.
If you love wealthy, possessive alpha males and strong heroines, this series is for YOU!
Possessive Playboy is the second book in the Cocky Suits Chicago series, but they can be read in any order. It’s a full-length standalone romance novel with a Happily Ever After.
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“I figured I’d try something different and ask you to dance.” I whirled around and let out a small squeak of alarm. The muscles in my lower belly quivered, and my breath caught. My savior from earlier stood in front of me, looking like a cross between an angel of mercy and the devil incarnate. “We have to stop meeting like this,” I mumbled. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well, there’s no rain at the moment, so we should be safe. I trust we were able to save your camera?” Heat flooded my cheeks. “Yes. Thank you. Honestly that could have been ugly today. I’m indebted.” “How about a dance, and we’ll call it even?” A dance? With him? Pressed up against… “I, uh…” “Now, I’m not as good as you are, so you’ll need to take it easy on me.”
Is it possible to make up for the way we have hurt others?
I wonder if it truly is.
Can we undo what has already been done?
No. We can’t.
I know for a fact, we cannot un-say words that have been bitterly spoken by a deliberate slip of a tongue.
I just have to remember Rule Number One. Zach might be a great player, on the field and off, but I know better than to fall for your boss. By the way, I’m proud to say that I didn’t strip for him—then.
I’ve never been anywhere, but here. And now I’m going to get to travel with you—even though I’ll be seeing it through your phone’s camera. Meeting you was really good luck.”Oh yeah…The cheesecake. I’m ruined. I brush my lips very lightly across hers and smile when she whimpers. God, I’m going to miss her. “I promise, I’ll call.” It doesn’t make my heart race to say it. “Don’t promise, Carter. Those are bound to be broken. Just do it.”Her eyes turn solemn and I see that she and disappointment are intimate friends. I want to break them up.
The light from the wine bar illuminates her face. A stark pain flashes in her blue eyes. That ache in my chest slices through me like a hot knife. “Why did you leave me, Brant?” she asks, and pushes her hair away from her face. “You’re the one that walked out of the bar just now.” “No, I mean all those years ago.”
The Contract has changed.
Can Richard and Katy overcome The Amendment?