"Steamy, sexy and emotionally charged. Carly's most erotic book to date." J. Kenner, NY Times Bestselling Author of the Stark series
"Dare to Love is one of my favorite reads this year." HM Ward, NY Times Bestselling Author
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"Hot heroes, serious passion and characters with emotional depth." Bella Andre, NY Times Bestselling Author
"An incredibly sexy contemporary romance that's impossible to put down!" Rachel Van Dyken #1 NYT Bestselling author of The Bet
From the Author
She was fucking hot. Sexy and alluring in a way she hadn't been when she was eighteen. And he was just as attracted to her now as he'd been then. More so, even. That was something for which he hadn't been prepared.
"Mr. West, thank you for agreeing to see me," she said in a slightly deeper voice than he remembered.
"Ms. Storms." He strode out from behind his desk to greet her, extending his hand.
She slid her palm against his, her skin soft and silky, much like he imagined the rest of her would be.
He needed to maintain control. Be in control. "I admit I was curious why you'd contact me after all these years."
"Well, I..." She trailed off, obviously gathering her thoughts. She curled her hands around her clutch purse, showing more nerves than he thought she'd want him to see.
He took pity on her and gestured to the chairs across from his desk. "Have a seat," he said and waited for her to settle in.
She crossed her legs at the ankles and waited. So prim and proper. Such a lady, which only made him want to see her messed up, from his hands in her hair, his mouth on hers.
He cupped the back of his neck, realizing he'd clearly underestimated her impact. Too bad he knew what lay beneath the cool façade. But he couldn't tear his gaze from her trembling hands, a nervous gesture that didn't jibe with the self-confident bitch he thought she'd be.
If she wasn't ready to get to the point of this meeting, he was. "I take it you're interested in me?" he asked.
Her cheeks flushed at his not-so-subtle innuendo. "Very," she replied, not missing a beat, her lips lifting in an amused smile.
And in that second, they were thinking the same thing. He wanted to back her into the wall and kiss her senseless, and from the way her lips parted and a soft breath of air expelled from her lips, she felt the same.
The chemistry between them was still strong.