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Betting on the Wrong Brother
A What Happens in Vegas Story
Cathryn Fox
Releasing on February 8, 2016
Entangled Lovestruck
He may be at a romance readers’ convention, but a naked woman in the elevator is not what horror writer Ryan Wheeler expects. Now he can’t take his eyes off of her—and not just because he saw her naked, though her luscious curves certainly aren’t helping the matter. She’s beautiful, funny, snarky…and a complication he doesn’t need.
Running into her teen heartthrob while naked wasn’t exactly part of romance novelist Andi Palmer’s weekend plans. Worse, he doesn’t recognize her and gives her a fake name. Years ago, he shot her down in the worst possible way, and now this? It’s time for a little down-and-dirty revenge.
Ryan’s more than a little turned on by this good girl who wants to be bad. But things aren’t what they seem, and the secrets they’re keeping from one another might just end this sexy little rendezvous before it ever begins…
Quiet as a
church mouse, her hands slowly moved to her buttons. Maybe she could get
dressed before he turned.
He turned.
Frig.
His eyes
latched on hers. Then grew wider. The ocean blue turbulence she’d once lost
herself in dropped to her cleavage, then lower, over her midriff to her
panties. Was that a smirk? Bastard.
Okay, so apparently bad things came in fives.
“Uh, sorry.”
His gaze shot back up and he cleared his throat. He set his duffle bag on the
floor and shook his phone like it was some pithy excuse. “I didn’t realize you
were there.”
Andi’s molars
snapped together. Of course he didn’t. Why would he? After all, when it came
right down to it, she was insignificant, wasn’t she? Determined to keep the upper hand on this
less than thrilling encounter, she unclamped her teeth and held her finger up,
drawing a circle in the air. “You think you could turn around?”
“Oh. Yeah,
sure.”
She stood
tall—well as tall as she could at five foot five—and planted her hands on her
hips like getting changed in an elevator was something she did every day.
“Today?”
He smiled, flashing perfect white teeth.
“Right,” he said, his friendly smile shifting to apologetic. Instead of
turning, his glance flicked over her a second time. A gentleman, he was not.
His lips twitched, the look on his face morphing into an appreciative smile.
Score one for the granny panties. Still, it didn’t make her hate him any less.
He leaned to
his left just as the elevator jumped again. It came to an abrupt halt and she
lurched forward. Her body hit Nolan’s and the two toppled like bowling pins. A
breathless, undignified oomph rushed from her lips as she landed on top of the
main reason she’d left their hometown of Cedar Point eight years ago. The motor
kicked in again, and the box continued to bob up and down. Her body moved right
along with it, bouncing on top of Nolan like a goddamn Mexican jumping bean.
Her tote bag flipped over, and her agenda and papers spilled onto the floor.
His arm
slipped around her back, holding her to him as their groins banged. Bangity,
bang, bang. She pinched her eyes shut. Please doors do not open again. Not
because she was enjoying the ride. She wasn’t…she didn’t think. But because if
they opened now, anyone standing on the other side would definitely get the
wrong idea. Honestly, how could they not? They would be the prime photo op,
posted and shared on social media sites. She’d never be able to face her
friends, fans, industry professionals, if they thought she was dry humping some
former crush on the elevator floor.
She braced her
hands on the floor and held on, eyes closed. If the hydraulics let go this
second and the elevator crashed to the basement, that’d be A-okay in her books.
Breathe, Andi, just breathe. She tried not to think about the well
built, athletic man beneath her, or how he’d just splayed his hand over the
small of her back, or how good his fingers felt pressing into her flesh. His
fingers stretched downward, and another rough jolt caused them to slip under
the band of her panties. Was that…? Had he just lifted his hips? Twice?
A case of mistaken identity that leads to a happily ever after neither one expected. Ryan doesn't believe in love because the of the bad examples his family has shown him. Randi doesn't think that she'll ever get married because no one will like who she really is inside after her teenage crush, Nolan, broke her heart. She has a different persona she puts out for the world. So when she thinks he's the guy from the elevator who doesn't recognize her and is lying about his identity, she takes the opportunity to pay him back. Unfortunately her plan backfires and she finds herself actually enjoying his company. Ryan is actually Nolan's brother, and once he figures out what's going on, he's torn between telling Andi the truth or continuing with the fantasy. This was a very fun, flirty and sexy read - I loved it from beginning to end.
I received an ARC via NetGalley for the purpose of an honest review. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. Cathryn has two teenagers who keep her busy and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. When not writing, Cathryn can be found laughing over lunch with friends, hanging out with her kids, or watching a big action flick with her husband.
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