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214 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 14, 2014
One word. One slight movement toward him, and she'd be his. He'd make her come so many times she'd forget what it felt like to be a proper princess.
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"Princesses don't flirt with strange men, and they definitely don't do it without proper introduction."Imagine her surprise when she finds out the handsome stranger turns out to be her bodyguard...Well, damn.
Isabelle shook her head, unable to believe this hunk of a guy had been assigned to her. Her guards were usually old, overweight, and balding. Not... delicious. "You're actually my guard?"Also, imagine her surprise when she realizes he's the type of guy who won't take off his coat to throw over a puddle for her to cross just because she's a princess. And that's got her intrigued.
"Yep." He cocked his head. "Is that a problem?"
Yes, it was. "No. Of course not."
"You do realize I'm actually a princess, right?" she asked over her shoulder. "In my country, the people treat me with respect and kindness. They don't push me."Sexy bodyguard Gordon Waybrook is a man of hot muscle and pure deliciousness... and he's also a cocky SOB, with an uptop teasing sense of humor. He's infuriating, in a good way and person of pure loyalty.
"Then walk faster. Because in my country?" He opened the bathroom door for her, glancing around to make sure it was empty. "We give respect when it's earned. Not because it' s a right. Now go pee quickly... Princess."
"Then you're fucking mine," he said. "You have been since you sat next to me in that coffee shop."Every turn of a page in this book exhudes sizzles from how hot the sexual tension between them is. And by god, Jen McLaughlin is an author who can make an innocent strip scene seem so very sexy, I might as well need lots of cold water. Lots and lots of steamy scenes! Just what I expected from a Brazen Imprint.
She was a princess, and he'd never be good enough for a woman like her.
She'd expect castles, horses, world tours, and jewels.
Not cape cods, dogs, Maine, and nightmares.
He tightened his grip on her shoulder. "You might own a fucking country, but tonight... I own you. Understood, Princess?"
She gasped, her stomach tightening at his naughty words. She'd never, ever been spoken to like that. Never talked dirty. It was a heady rush that she was doing it now. Here. With him.
"I understand."