Sharing Hailey

by Samantha Ann King

Overview

Hailey Anderson's deep, dark secret? She's been madly in lust with her overprotective brother's two best friends for years. Gorgeous woodworking artist Mark Allen and sexy doctor Tony Adamo have no idea they star in her fantasies every night.

After a nasty breakup with her abusive boyfriend, Hailey's looking for a little distance. Headed for a two-week Hawaiian vacation with her brother and his hot friends, Hailey can't wait to feast her eyes on Mark's and Tony's rock-hard, ocean-slick bodies. Even if she can't touch.

But instead of treating her like their little sister, Mark and Tony have a surprising proposition: a monogamous ménage à trois. The three of them—and no one else. Both men want Hailey and have agreed to share her. The red-hot reality is even better than the forbidden fantasy. Until Hailey's ex threatens their newfound happiness…

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781426894039
Publisher:	Carina Press
Publication date:	07/09/2012
Series:	Lovers and Friends , #1
Sold by:	HARLEQUIN
Format:	eBook
Pages:	384
Sales rank:	353,365
File size:	498 KB

About the Author

USA Today bestselling author Samantha Ann King wrote her first erotic romance in 2010 and entered it in Passionate Ink's Stroke of Midnight Contest. That contest win led to the ultimate writing goal--publication--in 2011. Her first novel was nominated for RT’s Reviewers’ Choice Award. Samantha enjoys helping her characters find their happily ever after, even when they resist.

Read an Excerpt

Hailey stood in the line at Phoenix airport security flanked by her brother's two best friends, aka serious drool material. As if she hadn't been able to figure that out for herself, every woman in the vicinity and a few of the men reminded her. Even mothers busy with babies and toddlers managed to sneak in wistful glances at them.

Tony Adamo and Mark Allen. Too bad she had a crush on both of them—had had a crush on both of them since she'd learned that boys were good for something other than playing ball and tag. Too bad they thought of her as a little sister. Oh yeah, and there was that tiny, little detail about them being her brother's best friends.

Yes, she was vacationing with her brother and his wife and her brother's best friends. How pathetic was that? Her boyfriend hadn't wanted to go. And why was a thirty-two-year-old woman using the term "boyfriend," as if she were still in high school?

Nix that. She no longer had a boyfriend. After a year and a half, she'd finally broken it off with him two days ago. Well, technically a day and a half ago.

Which reminded her....

Surreptitiously, she swept the area with her gaze just to make certain Daniel hadn't followed her. No sign of him. Just a few families going on vacation and a lot of business people with their carry-ons in one hand and BlackBerries in the other. She pulled her cell phone from the back pocket of her jeans and checked for messages.

One from her brother saying he and Nikki had arrived in Hawaii and to "get her rear in gear." She automatically deleted the message and then the phone number in the log of incoming calls, leaving it empty. She checked her outgoing log to make certain it was empty then stopped herself.

Daniel was history. No more arguments over who called her or whom she called. No more fights over whom she lunched with. No more defending her meetings with clients. No more put-downs or subtle threats.

She should have been relieved. She wasn't. Daniel hadn't taken the breakup well.

Once again she scanned the crowd, more carefully this time.

"You lookin' for someone?" Mark asked, his voice so close to her ear that she startled and her heart skipped a beat.

Hailey slipped the phone back in her pocket as she shook her head. "No."

He rested his arm across her shoulders, and Tony ruffled her hair.

"Hey, sunshine, you're on vacation. What's got you so jumpy?" Tony asked, his dark eyes serious.

Hailey tried to clear her throat so her voice didn't sound so rough. It was too damned early in the morning to talk. "Nothing," she lied, but her next statement was the truth. "I didn't sleep well last night. I'm just tired."

Tony looked over her head at Mark and shrugged his shoulders. He obviously didn't believe her. His frown and the lines between his dark eyebrows told her as much. One of the drawbacks of knowing each other for so long.

Mark moved his hand to her neck, slipped it under her hair and began a slow massage with just enough pressure to relax her. She sighed, closed her eyes and let her head drop forward. Mark had the best hands—callused and strong from working with wood, but gentle too.