Another exclusive TAKE ME excerpt, and a giveaway!
Yep, the last book in the Take a Chance series is live! Want to see what the last one is all about? Then go forth and buy! And if you haven’t read the other books in the series, that’s okay! They are all stand-alone books that are about different (but related) couples!
Here’s the HAWT cover:
And the blurb:
Married in the morning…
Professional heartbreaker Mike Worth thrived on the chase—and dancer Morgan Collins represented the ultimate prize. But there was no way he was going to throw away his single-man status…not even for an elusive redhead with sparkling eyes and mile-long legs. So how did he let one drunken Vegas night end with I do instead of hell no?
Morgan’s life revolved around her career and she had no intention of letting a man interfere—even if Mike made her question all her rules about love. At his urging, she reluctantly agreed to give their spur-of–moment marriage a chance. But once their trial-honeymoon ended, would she choose to follow the dance and leave her unforgettable husband behind?
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And now, an EXCLUSIVE excerpt from TAKE ME:
“Oh, hell no,” he muttered to himself. “She did not just do that.”
He’d known Morgan wanted him. Could see it in her eyes. But instead of kissing him, she decided to get revenge on him. If he weren’t so damned turned on right now, he’d be impressed. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been shot down. But right now he had an issue to resolve—and his target was leaving the building as if her sweet little ass was on fire.
Mike practically leapt out of the booth and chased after Morgan. The little minx was good. Real good. If he hadn’t seen the way she reacted to him, he would accept the play she’d just laid down and go home defeated. But he’d seen the desire in her eyes when they almost kissed. And when she grabbed his shirt, for a second she pulled him closer instead of pushing him away.
She wanted him as much as he wanted her—but she was running from the desire.
He, however, wasn’t going to run from it. Hell, no. He craved more. Though he teased with his buddies and made himself sound like a man whore, it had been almost six months since he’d gone home with a girl. Six months since he’d met someone who made him want to take her home. And now Morgan came along, stormed into his world, and decided to leave him hanging like that?
No fucking way.
He wasn’t kidding about not wanting relationships. He was a single man and proud of it. But he wasn’t letting her get away with that move. Not tonight.
When he caught up with her outside of the bar, he captured her arm and spun her against the brick wall outside the door. People moved all around them, shoving their way down the crowded Strip, but he felt like she was the only one here with him. It was only the two of them and he wasn’t letting go until she at least admitted she wanted him.
He pressed his body against hers, pinning her to the spot by placing an arm on either side of her body. She breathed heavily, her cheeks flushed a fetching pink, and glared up at him, challenging him without a word. Instead of trying to wriggle loose of his grip, she grabbed his shoulders so she held him in place, too.
His cock hardened to painful extremes and he pushed against her. “My turn to tell you what I think,” he said, breathing into her ear.
“Fine. Go ahead.”
“I think you’ve gotten your little revenge and you liked it. You got me good. I’ll admit it. I also deserved it.” He rotated his hips against her soft belly and she swallowed a whimper. “But I also think you’re a smart girl and you know if we go home together, you’ll be a hell of a lot happier at the end of the night than you would be alone in your bed.”
“Oh yeah?” She tilted her head back and he saw the challenge in her eyes. Man, she was a little spitfire. He liked it. “What makes you think I’d be alone? I hate to break it to you but you’re not the only man in Vegas.”
White-hot jealousy coursed through his blood. Ridiculous jealousy. But it was there, nonetheless. He wanted this woman to be his tonight. Not some other man’s. “No, but I’m the only one who will make you feel like this.”
He slid his thumbs under her chin to hold her in place and their mouths collided. The second their lips met, all hell broke loose. She shoved at his shoulders, and he stumbled backward. For a second, he feared he’d misread this woman. Feared he’d basically accosted a woman in the street—a woman who had no desire for him after all. He held his hands up, his heart dropping to his stomach.
“Look, I’m s—”
She flung herself at him. He winced, expecting her to sock him in the eye like he deserved. But instead, she wrapped her arms and long, lean legs around him, barely giving him time to catch her and hold her up. And then she kissed him. Everything felt right in the world again—including the woman in his arms. She belonged there and he wasn’t letting her go any time soon.
Her tongue slid into his mouth, entwining with his, and she buried her hands in his hair, yanking him closer. The heels of her cowboy boots dug into his ass and her nails scraped his scalp. She seemed like the type of woman that would draw blood first and ask questions later.
And, damn, that was fucking hot.
He deepened the kiss, fighting to take back control, but she battled him. They grappled with each other until she ended up with her back against the building, her body draped around his, and her tongue in his mouth.
And him?
He practically came right then and there, just from a kiss. She was that good. He tore his mouth from hers and she attempted to recapture it. When he lifted his face so she couldn’t reach him, she bit down on his neck.
“Jesus Christ, woman.” He drew in a rasping breath and shuddered. “Your place or mine? Mine’s a ten minute taxi ride away.”
“Mine’s five.” She hopped off of him as if she hadn’t just been practically attacking him and lifted her arm. A taxi stopped immediately. “Let’s go.”
He never got the attention of a cabbie that fast.
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