Temptation (The Hunted, #1)

by Ivy Smoak

"I went for a walk in the rain with a stranger I met at a coffee shop."

Miss Taylor,

I hate to think that you make walking around in the middle of the night a habit. But if you find yourself alone in the rain again, please do not hesitate to call me if you feel you are in need of an escort. - J. H. 152-726-0133

Instead of responding, he quickly grabbed the back of my neck and let his lips meet mine. His kiss was full of passion, passion that he had been holding

back just as much as I had. He pressed his body against mine and lightly pushed me so that my back was on the cold, wet steel of the car. He leaned into me. The contrast of the heat from his body and the coolness of the car sent a spark through me. I had never wanted someone so badly before. I let my hands wander beneath the back of his hoodie. His skin was so soft.

Professor Hunter had an air of danger around him. He was intriguing because he terrified me.

But more often than not, if you choose to let them in, they'll inspire you in more ways than you can possibly imagine."

"You're going to want to scream," he whispered. "But don't make a sound."

He left me naked and alone in his office, more addicted to him than ever.

"When we're together, I can assure you that I don't see anyone

else in the room. You always have my undivided attention."

"I like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean and the taste of champagne."

"Hmmm. My ideal first date is probably making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape."

Brownies were second only to condoms on my list of favorite things that come in foil.