2003 EPPIE Finalist! When the man of Cassidy's dreams finally appears, why does he turn out to be her arrogant boss?
All About Love At The TOp
UNWILLING TO LOVE AGAIN--Ever since her divorce, Cassidy Romanelli is reluctant to trust another man. A chance meeting with a bearded stranger, Alex Smith, causes her to have second thoughts. But when she finds out Alex is really her new boss, multi-millionaire A.E. Haydon-Smith, can she learn to trust her heart instead of her head?
THE WOMAN OF HIS DREAMS--On holiday before assuming his new position, A.E. Haydon-Smith meets the woman of his dreams only to discover she prefers his
riffraff personae rather than who he actually is. Will he be able to win over the reluctant Cassidy and heal her wounded heart? 2003 EPPIE Finalist!
Alex captured her lips in a sudden kiss, crushing Cassidy against his chest. A tiny part of her mind protested, urging her to pull away. But the rest of her ignored her own warning, ignored the fact that they were sitting on a very public park bench. What happened to the rest of the world didn’t matter now. Her universe had been reduced to a heated embrace on a graffiti-carved bench.
She curved her arms around him to reduce the universe even further, then ran her fingers through his thick hair. His beard tickled and teased her skin. She’d never realized a beard could be so erotic.
A ragged sigh escaped him. Parting her lips with his tongue, he explored the inside of her mouth. Her heart drummed a primitive, crescendo-building beat. She tingled in pulsating waves all the way down to her toes. She’d never felt these sweeping, mind-numbing sensations with Bruce. All her reservations were swept aside by this handsome, demanding stranger.
He slid his hands down her arms, then released her. She blinked, then blinked again. A surge of dizziness overtook her. Gripping the wooden plank on which she sat, she stared at him until she could, once more, call her body her own. For a few seconds, she had been lost.
Red-faced, she must have had a red-face, she glanced around the park. Thank goodness nobody appeared to have noticed this very public display of passion. Or maybe New Yorkers were too well schooled to let the unusual disturb them. Either way, she couldn’t believe her own wanton behavior.
“There, I’ve given you something to think about, haven’t I?” He sat back, looking pleased.
But, if she wasn’t mistaken, she spotted an intentness in his gaze. And heard a slight breathlessness to his words. He wasn’t so unaffected by what had just passed between them.