MAN IN LOVE (Man in Charge Duet #2) by Laurelin Paige
Release Date: November 24th
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Scott Sebastian is a liar.
Fitting, since I’m a liar too.
Yet there’s no place for me in his glittering world of half-truths.
With all our secrets in the open, I should stop trying. What I’ve learned should send me running far away. I can’t keep pining for a man in love if I’m not the woman he’s in love with.
But it’s not that easy to escape the Sebastians. I already knew they owned this city.
Now I’ll find out if they also own their son.
“You’re blushing,” I said.
“You can’t tell that.”
It wasn’t true. Her darker skin made it harder to tell, but not impossible. “Are you trying to tell me that you’re not?”
She tried to hide it, but even in profile, I could see the twitch of her mouth.
My cock twitched in response. What was it about her? What was it about this woman that made me want to tear her clothes off every time she was in the same room with me? I’d been attracted to plenty of women before, but I’d always been in control. With her, I felt like I was spinning. Or rather, with her I noticed that I was spinning, that I’d always been spinning, like I was on a merry-go-round or a hamster wheel, and she was standing tall and steady on the ground, and for the first time in my life, I wanted to get off the wheel. I wanted more than the ride. I wanted to stand steady.
And I wanted the dirty stuff too.
Unable to help myself, I moved behind her, caging her in, using the excuse to reach for a mug dangling on the hook above her head, though there were already plenty sitting on the sideboard. Pressing my body closer than necessary, I lowered my head and spoke low. “If you’re thinking anything like the things I’m thinking right now—the things I’m remembering—no wonder you’re blushing.”
“Scott.” It was barely a whisper. A plea filled with sexual frustration. I could practically smell the pheromones coming off her. Could swear I could hear the rapid pulse of her heart.
With more strength than I possessed, she pulled away, one hand holding on to the buffet as though she needed the anchor. Then she hit me with a half-amused glare. “Okay. I’m blushing.
About the Author:
With millions of books sold worldwide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author. She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however.
When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Killing Eve or Letterkenny, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She’s also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn’t do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.
She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.
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