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The first night was a dare. The second night was trouble…
Advertising guru Olivia Masterson is all work and no play. But on the eve of earning her dream promotion, her best frienddares her to drop her ice queen façade for one night and seduce a sexy stranger. Olivia's worked her ass off to get where she is-why the hell not?
Cole Bennett never thought he'd run into his feisty one-night stand at the office, furious that he stole her promotion. No matter how hard she tries to ice him out, they can't seem to keep their hands to themselves...or their clothes on.
Olivia's talented-maybe even more than Cole-so when his dropped hints to the boss net her a promotion of her own, he's ready to celebrate...until she accuses him of fueling office rumors that she slept her way to the top. She wants to earn her own way? Fine. So what the hell does a guy have to do to permanently melt an ice queen?
For the first time in her career, she wanted to be the girl who had sex in the supply closet, and to hell with the consequences. The tension curling between them was a live, ravenous thing that threatened to consume her even as she resisted.
“You’re the one who ran out,” he whispered gruffly, breaking the silence. “You never even gave me a chance. Hell, I wanted to take you to dinner.”
He’d wanted to see her again? Olivia’s chest tightened at the revelation. She reached for him, but stopped short.
If she’d stayed that morning, would things be any different? She doubted it. Cole wasn’t the monogamous type. Neither was she. Besides, he was the boss now. She didn’t have the luxury of indulging in office romance. All it would take was one person catching wind of them sleeping together and any hope of promotion would go straight out the window. Or worse, if she did get a promotion, everyone would assume it was because she was screwing her boss. Her very hot boss.
And besides, she couldn’t forget it was his name on the door, not hers. Maybe it wasn’t his fault, but that didn’t change the fact Pritchard had picked Cole over her. He’d blown into town and taken the one thing she so desperately needed.
Jennifer Bonds writes sizzling contemporary romance with sassy heroines, sexy heroes, and a whole lot of mischief. When she’s not writing or wrangling toddlers, she can be found curled up with a good book and a bottle of wine. Jennifer lives in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, where her overactive imagination and weakness for reality TV keep life interesting. She’s lucky enough to live with her own real life hero, two adorable children, and a pair of rambunctious dogs. Loves Buffy, Mexican food, the Winchester brothers, and all things zombie. Sings off-key.
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