Your
Tempting Love
The Bennett Family series, book 5
Layla Hagen
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release date: 17th February 2017
This is book 5 in The Bennett Family series, but can be read as a
standalone since every book features a different couple.
Christopher Bennett is a persuasive
man. With his magnetic charm and undeniable wit, he plays a key role in the
international success of his family’s company.
Christopher adores his family, even
if they can be too meddling sometimes… like when they recommend him to employ
Victoria Hensley’s decorating services for his new apartment in an attempt to
set him up with her. Christopher isn’t looking to settle down, but meeting
Victoria turns his world upside down. Her laughter is contagious, and her
beautiful lips and curves are too tempting.
Victoria Hensley is determined not to
fall under Christopher’s spell, even though the man is hotter than sin, and his
flirty banter makes her toes curl. But Christopher is her client, and she knows
better than to get involved with clients. Besides, Victoria isn’t looking for
love. After her parents’ death, Victoria is raising her much younger siblings,
and she can’t afford any mistakes.
But Victoria and Christopher’s
chemistry is not just the sparks-flying kind, but the downright explosive kind.
Before she knows it, Christopher is training her brother Lucas for soccer
tryouts and reading bedtime stories to her sister Chloe.
Victoria wants to resist him, but
Christopher is determined, stubborn, and oh-so-persuasive.
When their attraction and connection
both spiral out of control, will they be able to risk it all for a love that is
far too tempting?
When I walk up Victoria’s
porch on Saturday morning, I can hear a war waging inside the house.
“Chloe, you can't wear
that shirt again. It's dirty. Take it off now.” Victoria's voice sounds stern but tired.
“But I like it,” Chloe
retaliates.
“It's dirty and smelly,”
Lucas says. “Why do you want to be smelly?”
For a few minutes, I
wait outside the door for the spirits to calm down, but things just seem to
escalate. It's best if I announce my presence, even if I'm twenty minutes
early.
The second I ring the
bell, the voices die down but then start again, now as low whispers. After a
few hurried orders of “behave” and “pick your socks up off the floor,” the door
swings open.
"Hi," I say.
"You're here
early," Victoria exclaims. She wears a bright orange robe she desperately
tightens around her. Clearly she meant to
change before my arrival. Something is different about her this morning. There
are shadows under her eyes, and she looks utterly disheveled. She looks down at
the gym bag in my hand as if considering
something.
"Should I wait
outside, or in my car?" I joke because
she seems to need some lighting up.
"God, no." If
possible, she gets even more flustered than before, shaking her head and
opening the door wider. "Sorry, I'm a bit of a mess this morning."
"There's no need
to explain yourself to me," I assure her as I walk inside. The little
devils are nowhere to be seen. "Where did the kids disappear to? I heard
them when I walked up onto the porch."
"Chloe agreed to
change when she heard the doorbell. Sienna's helping her. Lucas went to change into soccer-appropriate
clothes. Do you need to change?"
"Nah, this will
do. I'll change into a new shirt afterward." I point to the gym bag, in
which I packed a towel, shower gel, and a
new shirt.
"Sorry for my
outfit. I meant to change into something decent, but…."
And maybe it's because
she seems to get more distressed by the second, but I resort to the one thing I
know will take her mind off it.
"Hey, I'm a big
proponent of indecency. You'd make my day if you told me you're wearing a
camisole underneath that." Seeing her blush, I can't help leaning in and
adding in a slight whisper, "And no panties."
My words have the
desired effect of making her laugh. "I'm not even awake enough to come up
with a witty reply to that. Let's go in the kitchen. I'll make you a
sandwich."
As I follow her, I
actually make an effort to avoid ogling
her round, perky ass. Her robe is tightened around her middle, which highlights
her other curves more than I wish it would.
"Do you ever leave
the house wearing just your robe?"
"I know my choice
of clothes is oddly colorful sometimes, but I don't go out of the house in
what's practically underwear."
"Not even to get
the mail or something?"
She turns around as we
enter the small kitchen, pursing her lips. "What's with all the
questions?"
"Just wondering if
any of your neighbors saw what I'm seeing
right now. I might have to kill a few if the answer's yes."
"Territorial
much?"
Her question takes me
by surprise, and damn, I haven't been territorial with a woman in a long time.
Victoria keeps surprising me. Not only that, she makes me surprise myself, and that has never happened before. Maybe this
is why, despite my best efforts, I can't tone down the flirting. Okay, scratch
that. I'm not even making a decent effort. If anything, I'm looking for any
opportunity to make her blush.
A slow smile spreads on
her face. "Just think about all those men who saw me in a bikini."
I love this woman's
spirit and talent for banter. Still, that doesn't make me less of an ass. All I
want is to prop her up on this counter, bury myself inside her, and lure sounds
of pleasure out of her delicious mouth.
I fell in love
with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues
even now, many years later. I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share
them with the world. And I drink coffee. Lots of it
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