This is an exclusive sneak peek of Playboy Pilot.
(A standalone novel)
Release date 9/19/2016
A Contemporary Romance Novel
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Authors
Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland 
From the New
York Times bestselling authors of Stuck-Up Suit and Cocky
Bastard, comes a sexy new standalone novel.
Money or love? Which would you choose?
You probably just answered the question in your head thinking it's an easy decision.
For me, it's not. Did I mention it's a lot of money? A hell of a lot.
I needed to go far away to think it through.
As I embarked on an impulsive trip, I hit a detour when I met sexy Carter in the airport lounge. We struck up a heated conversation.
Then, he left.
I thought I'd never see him again.
But fate had other plans.
Surprise! He was the pilot of my flight.
The bigger surprise was the adventure that followed after the plane landed.
Carter was dangerous and always on the move.
Even though our connection was magnetic, I knew it was only temporary.
He would give me tickets, and I would follow him around the world to exotic places.
A bevvy of flight attendant exes and rumors about Carter's reputation were never far behind.
I didn't know what to believe.
But I was addicted. Nothing else mattered anymore. And I was going to get hurt. Because a part of me wanted to be the one to finally ground the playboy pilot.
At the very least, he was taking me on a thrilling ride.
All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.
The driver began to
shout something in Portuguese. The way his finger was wagging, I assumed he was
telling the person that the cab was full. But the passenger didn’t listen. Next
thing I knew, I was sitting next to someone in the back seat.
Someone wearing a
uniform.
Captain Carter Clynes in the flesh.
He turned to face me
with a wicked grin on his face. “My layover just got more interesting.”
Damn. He seemed to have grown that stubble overnight.
“How was your flight,
Perky? Did you enjoy the ride I gave you?”
“My shirt’s dry. I
think you can drop the Perky.”
His eyes lowered to
my breasts. Of course, my nipples were standing at full attention since the
sheen of sweat on my skin had met the cool air-conditioning inside the cab.
Carter scrubbed his
hands over his face. “Damn. You weren’t kidding about those things. I haven’t
slept in eighteen hours, and they just woke me up. I think they’re contagious,
and I’m fucking perky now.”
“That’s not really an
appropriate thing to say to a woman you just met, you know.”
“We didn’t just meet.
This is our third date.”
“Third date?”
“I bought you dinner
in an elegant restaurant for our first one and took you up for a plane ride for
our second one. Those were damn good dates. Some women would kill for that kind
of lavishness. Seems fitting date three we should be heading to a hotel.” He
winked.
I wasn’t sure if it
was the time change, my being tired from restless sleep on the plane, or if it
was possible this man could say anything
and I wouldn’t be offended. Why am I not
I offended?
When I didn’t
respond, he continued. “I’m glad I saw you. Didn’t think I would ever see you
again.”
“That might be
because you didn’t look for me.”
“I never thought
you’d actually take my suggestion and fly to Brazil.”
I mumbled. “Neither
did I.”
The cab driver
interrupted, looking between us to ask, “You share cab, yes?”
Surprising me, Carter
answered. In Portuguese. The language
that sounded choppy and frustrating just two minutes ago, suddenly sounded sexy
and romantic.
He turned back to me
in English. “What hotel are you staying at?”
“I was just trying to
figure that out with a little help from Google. Do you have one to recommend?”
“You trust me to pick
out where you’ll stay tonight?”
I considered his
question for a minute. It was illogical, that much I knew, but I did trust him to pick my hotel. Lord
knows why. “I think I do.”
That response earned
me another sexy grin that had me more excited than I’d been in the last year.
Almost a half-hour
later, we were finally off the highway and traveling into what looked like a
residential neighborhood. “Barra da Tijuca.” I read the street sign aloud.
“Very good. I should
probably warn you. It’s probably not the type of hotel you’re used to.”
“What does that
mean?”
“You look like you’re
more of the luxury chain with a spa type of woman, that’s all.”
Even though that was
exactly what I’d typed into Google, when he said it that way, it sounded like a
bad thing. It made me defensive. “And what’s wrong with a luxury hotel?
Sometimes a girl needs a massage and a soak in a nice bathtub while traveling.”
“Well, you certainly
won’t be getting either of those where we’re heading.” Carter caught my eye.
“Unless I’m the one doing the massaging, that is.”
I blushed, which
caused Carter to chuckle. “You really are fucking adorable. I’m not sure what’s
sexier, the fact that you’re up for letting me take you on this little
adventure, or that you secretly like the thought of me giving you a massage.”
“I do not!” My quick,
defensive response only confirmed he was right.
He leaned to me. “Do,
too.”
“You’re off base.”
“That’s a shame. I’ve
been told I’m really good with my hands.” He held out his hands in front of
him, examining them. Big hands. Hands
that looked like he used them to do some actual work when he wasn’t flying a
plane.
Damn.
We hope you enjoyed this extended preview!
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with
three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about
often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is an attorney and a New York
Times, Wall Street Journal, & USA Today Best Selling author. Over the last three years, eleven of her
titles have appeared on the USA Today Bestseller lists and four on the New York
Times Bestseller lists.
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA
Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with
five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor
before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a
beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character
Callie in Gemini) and a 9-year-old boy, both of whom are the lights of her
life. Penelope, her husband and kids reside in Rhode Island. She is the author
of RoomHate and Stepbrother Dearest, which hit #2 and #3 on the New York Times
bestseller list respectively. Other works include the New York Times bestseller
Cocky Bastard (co-written with Vi Keeland), Sins of Sevin, My Skylar, Jake
Undone, Jake Understood and Gemini.
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