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eBook Details |
By: Rachelle Le Monnier | Other books by Rachelle Le Monnier
Published By: Excessica Publishing ISBN # Excess0000053
Word Count: 42,452
Heat Index 
Categories: Erotica Contemporary
Available in: Adobe Acrobat, HTML, Palm DOC/iSolo, Microsoft Reader, Franklin eBookman, Hiebook, Mobipocket, Rocket
Price: $4.99
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Mama might have said there’d be days like this – but weeks, months, years? Sara’s life goes from pitiful to disastrous when her love-life hits rock bottom and her wicked, scheming co-worker Vera and their diabolically hypercritical boss Mr. Simpson seem determined to force her career to an even deeper descent – into the ninth circle of hell, perhaps?
When a handsome stranger and would-be rescuer shows up to save her from her latest calamity—stranded in a pub car-park—Sara feels an instant attraction to him, but she knows better than to put her eggs into that proverbial basket, no matter how sexy his particular basket might be.
Sure, Matt is funny and charming and well… damned hot… but Sara remains leery about this seemingly fortuitous change in her luck. While Nan’s tea-leaf reading predictions only help to confuse matters, Sara’s best friend, Natalie, tries to reassure her, but Sara is just waiting for the other shoe to drop – probably on her head.
When things get even more complicated, Sara wonders—will she be able to save her job?—while Matt just longs to save Sara from her own version of Dante’s Inferno and maybe even show her the way to a delightful paradise made for two… Customer Ratings:
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Excerpt:
Matt stood in front of her, stalling for time and wondering whether to try for a kiss. He desperately fancied her, but she had suddenly backed off from him. He knew she was waiting for him to say something and he hesitated a moment before deciding, fuck it, he just had to kiss her.
He stepped close and before Sara had time to panic, he touched her lips gently with his own. They both felt a tingle of electricity shoot through them, sizzling like static on a hot summer night.
The feel of her soft cushiony breasts pressed against his chest was almost his undoing. He deepened the kiss and pressed his tongue into her warm wet mouth. He could feel her responding and he kissed her harder, wanting more than he knew he could have. It was sweet agony; a promise of endless pleasure and erotic delights…
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