Sunday, September 8, 2013

Sunday Sample - Reporting to Him

Happy Sunday!  I know I need to get back on the ball -- I had to take some time off due to some health issues, but now I'm back with a brand new release and I wanted to share a little sample today.  Check it out just below the blurb :)


Career driven to a fault, Sydney Grayson has forged a path up the corporate ladder at a NYC newsmagazine. When she learns about a potential rung coming open, she takes a shot on the editor-in-chief job and dreams of the big office. Unfortunately, a corporate merger nearly pushes her out the front door instead. Once she learns she's not getting the job, a night of excesses ends up with her tied in a sexy Brit's bed. He drives her past the quiet control she has on her life and demands more than one night.

Jensen Archer flies into town on his father's orders--close the barely profitable magazine arm of their new acquisition and do it quickly. But when he realizes his sexy one-night stand is also the assistant editor, he knows he has to touch and taste her again. But can hot sex lead to love? He's in for a battle pitting himself against his embittered father. Jensen has to decide if he stands with his family or the woman who makes his body tremble with need.

Check out a full excerpt HERE.

“Beautiful?” Sydney had the good fortune to literally snort. She lifted her hand to her mouth, mortified for half a second. Another to add to the growing list. “You just said I looked like a drowned rat.”

Hugh laughed. “Yes, that I did.” He turned to stare heatedly. “You've had a bad morning, it seems.”

“You helped start the downward spiral.” No, you've been the highlight of my day, actually. She gritted her teeth as the thought hit her, not willing to admit it was the truth. She just hoped she hadn't said it out loud.

Hugh stepped in close, his body heat warming her. The scent of his cologne filled her nose, making her want to take in a deep draw of the stuff. “Was it so bad, pet?”

Sydney twisted, looking up at him. Her attention moved to his full lips, the desire for him to kiss her overpowering. His head appeared to dip, lowering a scant few inches before he paused, the elevator bell ruining the moment.

Floor thirty.

“Here’s my stop.” He stood to full height and looked down at her. “I hope your day improves, sweet.”

Hugh left her, smiling over his shoulder as he moved into a boring beige hallway. She felt an intense need to run after him, to demand the kiss he’d almost given her, but how nuts was that?


She didn't even know his name.