Temporary Truce [NOOK Book]


Between a cock and a hard case.

The rivalry between Caroline Kildaire and Hilary Swift is as infamous in London legal circles as their rumoured affair. And while a professional partnership would make them unbeatable, attempts to work together always turn to personal warfare.

With only forty-eight hours to coax a temporary truce, young facilitator Adam Bloom surrenders to their sexually-charged tension. He's ...

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Temporary Truce

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Between a cock and a hard case.

The rivalry between Caroline Kildaire and Hilary Swift is as infamous in London legal circles as their rumoured affair. And while a professional partnership would make them unbeatable, attempts to work together always turn to personal warfare.

With only forty-eight hours to coax a temporary truce, young facilitator Adam Bloom surrenders to their sexually-charged tension. He's risking it all to be the lucky man in the middle, hoping he doesn't get caught in the crossfire first.

If there's one thing the hot-tempered lawyers can agree on, it's that Adam's a tempting reward for cooperation. But in bending over for peace, he's sparked their next battle: who gets to the top.

Reader Advisory: This book contains MM intimacy.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780857157874
  • Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
  • Publication date: 10/17/2011
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 50
  • File size: 184 KB

Meet the Author

Rachel Randall is currently enjoying the good cheese, cheap wine and excellent trains of European living. She believes in evidence-based smut, and keeps a pet scientist in the house for peer review.Rachel draws inspiration from the kinky, classy, cool of London. She writes characters with interesting day jobs, who know what they want and how to ask for it (usually with a slow slide down to their knees).Her favourite words include “indulgence”, “filthy”, and “Here are your backstage passes to the Franz Ferdinand gig”.One day she’ll figure out how to get away with naming a character after Isambard Kingdom Brunel.
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The first shot took me high on the thigh, coming uncomfortably close to unmanning me. Next came the jolt of agony and, with it, a pleasurable rush of adrenaline. A red stain spread rapidly across my trousers, shockingly vivid in the sunshine.

I called out, but there was no offer of help, nor any reply from the hunter using me for target practice. Nothing, except for the menacing crunch of footsteps in the undergrowth. Heart pounding, I lifted my briefcase as a protective shield and headed up the driveway, but the safety of The Lodge was still a hundred metres away.

I’d requested this location on the outskirts of Richmond because I’d guessed it would be as far from the centre of London—and all the city’s distractions—as my notoriously difficult new clients would be willing to go. But, now, isolation seemed like a very bad idea.

I managed no more than a dozen limping steps towards the house before my would-be assassin stalked out of the woods, barring my way. She was a stunning redhead, wearing jeans that fitted her like a second skin. Suddenly, worrying seemed redundant. What was the point when the sight of her alone was already enough to slay me?

Bobbed hair fell across her serious expression. "Your leg looks painful." With a practised jerk of her hands across the pommel of her gun, she reloaded. "You’ll have to use your tie as a tourniquet."

There was something so business-like about the way she said it that I was tugging at my half-Windsor before my startled laughter caught up with me. The assault weapon she hefted so casually read ‘Paint and Play’ on the barrel, while most of the ‘blood’ coating me with scarlet had already gummed to a peelable latex.

She didn’t quite manage a smile. But she didn’t shoot me again either, which, given her reputation, was more than I’d expected. I found myself feeling sorry for those poor sods who crossed her path in the courtroom.

I collected my bags and dignity from where I’d abandoned them on the drive. "Actually, I was saving the paintball until Sunday," I told her. "You arrived early, I take it?"

"Not early enough. He was already here. Sorry for ruining your suit."

Scots. I’d always found the accent intriguing. But any pleasant speculation about how her voice would sound in the bedroom was ruined when she tempered her apology with, "Your fault, though. You really should have worn casuals."

Says the woman in the flak jacket, I thought, irritation and attraction warring within me. My conflicting feelings must have been blindingly obvious, because her lips twitched against a smile as she said, "So, you do have balls."

"Might have been a different story if your aim was better," I grumbled.

At that I got the full smile, the lighter expression softening the subtle lines on her face. It wasn’t reassuring, however, not when coupled with the laser intensity of her attention. "Oh, I always get my man."

Her relish gave me a sinking feeling. "Will Mr Swift be armed and dangerous as well, then?"

As if in reply, a murder of crows flew out of the trees in front of us, chattering as they were startled into flight by someone just out of sight. She aimed in that direction and blasted off a shot, exploding paint everywhere. When she immediately reloaded, searching for my still unseen second client, it was with a discomforting eagerness—especially given why we were all there in the first place.

My briefing had been to get two top barristers from opposing firms to cooperate long enough to win an important libel case. I hadn’t guessed, however, that I’d have to stop them from hurting each other first. The fact that the guns were toys made me feel only marginally more confident about the task ahead of me as a corporate facilitator. I made my living helping to smooth out difficult working relationships between colleagues—parents weren’t the only people in life that you couldn’t choose—but this job already looked like it was going to be an even bigger challenge than I’d imagined.

I sighed, thinking I should probably intervene. But when I turned back to her, my mouth went dry with lust. She was on high alert, every muscle in her tall body quivering with tension as she watched for her quarry. She was scowling, yet I didn’t believe that she was angry...she wanted this fight.

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  • Posted March 24, 2014

    Temporary Insanity by Victoria Blisse I don¿t find anything insa

    Temporary Insanity by Victoria Blisse
    I don’t find anything insane about this story at all. What I feel is jealousy. 
    Caroline is a temp that moves from job to job. This is not her choice of employment. It’s just because she can’t find a job that she actually got a degree for but she has to work to pay the bills.  She stumbles on to a job where she is taking over for someone on maternity leave. Sure it’s a steady job for a while but its crappy work in her eyes. One day she is told to go make some copies and this is when things start to get interesting. As she goes into the copy room she walks in on two guys making out. Not only does she not make a sound to let them know she is there, she is getting very turned on. The guys didn’t mind her watching if she didn’t. Turns out she likes to be a voyeur but what she would really like to do is join in on the fun.
    After the encounter she gets an email from one of her coworkers to come to an office at 5:30 and take a seat but don’t make a sound.  How in the world are you supposed to work for two hours knowing what might happen later?  Well today Caroline’s life is going to change once she steps foot in that office. Will she just watch or will she get to take part? 
    Well guess what I am not going to tell you but once you read it you would be jealous too!
    This was some fantastic writing by Victoria. I received this book as a gift from the author.

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