“An edgy hero that melts panties, and a heroine who gives it right back to him, Wrong Bed, Right Guy is one of my favorite reads this year!” best-selling author Candace Havens
Wrong Bed, Right Guyby Katee Robert
Wrong Bed, Right Guy (A Come Undone Novel) by Katee Robert
Prim and proper art gallery coordinator Elle Walser is no good at seducing men. Heck, she's been throwing hints at her boss for months, but he's completely clueless. Desperate to escape her mother's matchmaking efforts, she comes up with a planbuy some lingerie and climb into her boss's bed. The
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Wrong Bed, Right Guy (A Come Undone Novel) by Katee Robert
Prim and proper art gallery coordinator Elle Walser is no good at seducing men. Heck, she's been throwing hints at her boss for months, but he's completely clueless. Desperate to escape her mother's matchmaking efforts, she comes up with a planbuy some lingerie and climb into her boss's bed. The plan goes brilliantly…until she accidentally seduces a sexy stranger instead. Bad boy nightclub mogul Gabe Schultz just had the best almost-sex of his life. Too bad the smoking hot blonde thought he was his brother and bolted before he could finish what they started. Though her holier-than-thou attitude puts a serious damper his mood, Gabe's never been one to give up on something he wants. And he wants Elle. But does a man who lives on the dark side really have a chance with a proper lady?
“An edgy hero that melts panties, and a heroine who gives it right back to him, Wrong Bed, Right Guy is one of my favorite reads this year!” best-selling author Candace Havens
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Wrong Bed, Right Guy
A Come Undone Novel
By Katee Robert, Heather Howland
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Tonight she was seducing her Mr. Right.
As soon as she found the courage to take the first step, that is.
The staircase before her seemed to stretch up forever. Elle knew better — there were only thirteen steps leading to the loft above the gallery, the same as always. It didn't feel like the same, though. Were the walls narrower than before? She adjusted her coat, trying to get some air circulating. She would have preferred to go without since it was too warm out for coats, even this late at night, but it wasn't like she could waltz upstairs wearing only lingerie, could she?
Elle gripped the banister until her knuckles went white. Was she really going to do this? It wasn't too late to turn back, to pretend she'd never had this insane idea in the first place. Things would go on just like they'd always been, with her working at the gallery and Nathan being completely unaware she was interested in him.
The thought settled like lead in her stomach. No. If she backed out now, she'd never get things moving between them. Nathan sure as heck hadn't caught any of her blatant hints. If she was going to stave off her mother's matchmaking efforts and land a guy she could stomach being around, it was time for a more direct approach.
Last year, when Ian recommended applying for the art coordinator job at the gallery, she'd balked — could she really work under one of her brother's military buddies? But she'd walked into the gallery and was instantly swept away. Though Nathan focused more on scrap-metal sculpting, the galleries he owned displayed every type of art. It was as if someone pulled the idea of what heaven would look like straight from her head.
Then there was Nathan himself. She'd expected someone like Ian — intense, protective, and sporting some serious anger issues. Nathan wasn't like that at all. He was quiet and, though his sense of humor was almost wicked, he was never less than polite. It didn't hurt that he was beautiful, either — tall with golden blond hair and blue eyes that always seemed to twinkle. Most days, they spent hours talking about art and arguing theory, which made him the full package. Exactly the kind of refined man her mother had been pushing her to find, though he was a far sight better than any of the ones she'd forced Elle into dinner with.
She hesitated, her weight balanced between two steps. Okay, so they didn't have the kind of chemistry that sizzled when they were in the same room together, and he wasn't the kind of guy she'd have chosen for herself — but that was exactly the problem. She'd already learned the hard way that she had bad taste in men, and an overwhelming level of attraction brought nothing but heartache. Just because Nathan didn't rock her socks off on a non-academic level didn't mean it couldn't work up to more. And tonight would go a long way toward fixing that.
It took every ounce of willpower to keep moving up the stairs. By the time she reached the top, her breath came in short pants as if she'd just run a mile. Pathetic. She could do better. Really, she could.
Straightening, Elle forced herself to walk down the narrow hallway toward the single door at the end. Judging from his car in the parking lot, Nathan would be sleeping in the loft above the gallery this weekend. She'd guessed as much when he mentioned he'd started planning a new piece today. When he started a new project, he was like a man possessed, focused solely on bringing it to life.
The door loomed, dark wood that contrasted with the pale green of the walls. Normally she found the coloring soothing, but there was no battling the anxiety pulsing through her. The knob was startlingly cold against her palm as she stepped into the shadows of the loft. In the single lamp's light, she took in the oversized canvas sitting in the living room that Nathan used to map out his sculptures before he started welding. It was still in the early stages so she wasn't sure where he was going with it yet, but the violent reds and blacks raised the small hairs on the back of her neck. Elle wouldn't like this one, she was sure of it. Still, it would end up being sold for a truly outstanding price — all Nathan's work did.
Elle bypassed the spare bedroom and skirted the kitchen counter, heading to the master bedroom. Her heartbeat picked up until she was sure it would burst from her chest. Still not too late to back out ...
She unbuttoned the coat and carefully laid it over the barstool. Goose bumps rose over her bare skin as the chilled air wrapped around her body. Elle smoothed down the ruffles on the bottom of her lingerie and tried to focus. The short slip didn't cling like the other stuff she'd tried on, and though it was thin, the ruffles over her chest and hips hid the essentials from view. She ran a hand over the silky fabric covering her stomach. The simplicity of the middle had struck her as a great contrast to the ruffles. It was feminine without shoving her outside her comfort zone.
She rolled her eyes. What a joke — she was so outside her comfort zone right now, she didn't even know where the line was anymore. Buying lingerie had seemed like a really good idea at the time, but standing here in the dark, she suddenly wasn't so sure.
Biting her lip, she grabbed a condom out of her coat pocket, wondering where the heck she was going to put it. Maybe she should just leave it ... No. While she wanted a family eventually, getting pregnant tonight would be a freaking nightmare. She'd only been on the Pill a month. What if it wasn't working yet? She searched her body for an appropriate hiding place and came up empty. Seriously, what was she supposed to do with the condom? Hold it in her hand? Stick it into the top of the lingerie? She so wasn't cut out for this sort of thing.
Clutching the condom like a life preserver, Elle took a deep breath and opened the door just enough to slip through. She'd only been in this room a handful of times before, all on some errand for Nathan, but even in the pitch-black darkness, she knew the gigantic bed was directly across from the door. Okay. She could do this. She was woman, hear her roar.
Too bad Elle felt more like a kitten than a lioness.
Gabe was having the most fantastic dream.
A woman climbed into his bed and touched his shoulder, a breathy whisper slipping past her lips. He rolled over and stretched, intrigued by that little whisper, wondering what his subconscious had in store for him tonight. She shifted close enough that he could just barely feel her warmth seep through the sheet covering his hips. Mmm, this was going to be good.
Needing more from her, he draped an arm around her waist and pulled her body against his side. She was a slight, tender little thing, completely opposite of what he usually went for. Guess his subconscious decided it was time for a change. When she ran a timid hand from his shoulder to his hip and pressed herself against him, he decided maybe different was better, because this felt too damn good to be real.
Who knew crashing at his little brother's gallery was the way to dreaming up a fantasy woman? All Gabe had cared about after he got off the plane from Los Angeles was finding a meal and a beer, so he'd jumped at the chance when Nathan called to welcome him home. Obviously it was the best idea he'd ever had.
Gabe sighed and settled in for the rest of what he hoped would be a fabulous night of sleep — exactly what he needed after the chaos he'd dealt with in Los Angeles — but then her lips found his neck and she shivered against him.
Wait a damned second. Those lips weren't fantasy. They were real. Real lips and a decidedly real shiver.
Gabe's eyes flew open and searched the shadows beside him. Holy shit, he wasn't dreaming at all. There was a woman in his bed.
Oblivious to his rude awakening, she kissed his jaw, so soft and sweet it took his breath away. Staying in bed so wasn't the right thing to do, but an ache started in his chest — a craving so strong he couldn't ignore it. Lifting his chin to give her better access, he wondered what he should do. Toss her out on her ass? Let her rub that soft body all over him? Wait, that was wrong. Skeezy. He didn't even know who this chick was.
A few years ago, not knowing the girl in his bed wouldn't have stopped him, but that wasn't his life anymore. He didn't want to be that guy.
She kissed him again, this time perilously close to his lips. Gabe couldn't think with her mouth on him, so he put his hands on her shoulders and angled away to create some distance. The woman turned her head and pressed an openmouthed kiss to his knuckles, temporarily shorting out his brain. Oh, God. Gabe should get out of bed and demand to know what the hell was going on. How many times had he tried to stem the tide of loneliness with a one-night stand, only to wake up the next morning, more empty than he'd been before?
But before he could disentangle their bodies, she ran her hand down his chest, her fingertips dancing along the edge of the suddenly not-thick-enough sheet. Gabe bit back a groan. To hell with it. He couldn't forget her name the morning after if he didn't know what it was to begin with, right? She could chase away the bitter cold inside him for a little while. He'd deal with the consequences tomorrow.
"Are you sure?" Christ, his voice was so roughed up from sleep that it barely sounded like his own.
Her little sigh seemed to roll through his entire body. Gabe found himself holding his breath as he waited for her answer. When she spoke, it was so soft he almost missed the words. "I'm sure."
Working in his nightclubs, he spent a lot of time around bartenders and brassy dames — chicks who knew what they wanted and didn't hesitate to go after it. He liked how different this woman was, how she trembled against him when her arms wound around his neck, how her tongue darted out, so damn tentative, and traced his bottom lip. He opened to her and his first taste, all peppermint and woman, made his head spin. It felt ... clean. Innocent. Perfect.
He wasn't exactly a magnet for innocent girls — not with the tats covering so much of his upper body and crawling up his neck. They took one look at him and decided he wasn't the knight in shining armor type.
They were right.
But maybe he wanted to be.
Gabe shut off that nagging part of his brain and let himself enjoy this new experience. Her hand trailed up his chest, pausing over his pecs before finally cupping his jaw. Each touch was light and almost ... treasuring. It burned through Gabe and his body instantly jumped to attention, demanding he do more than hold this woman. But instead of yanking her on top of him like he wanted to, he touched the back of her neck, relishing the softness of her skin, marveling at how fragile she felt, and ran his other hand down her side. Ruffles and satin and ... more ruffles. What in God's name was this chick wearing?
Finally, he found the silky skin of her thigh. Gabe went still as she shivered, making a noise in the back of her throat. That little whimper, more than anything else, undid him. He had to have her. Now.
Deepening the kiss, he hooked his hand around the back of her thigh and lifted her easily, settling her over his hips, a leg on either side of him. She gave a little yelp that turned to a moan when he rocked against her, only two thin pieces of cloth between them. Letting go of her neck, he moved just enough to kick down the sheet — one problem down, one to go.
She gasped, pulling away long enough to say, "You're naked."
Wasn't that the point? Before Gabe could ask, she was kissing him again, bolder this time. He pulled off her dress thing, nearly cursing when she had to let go of him to toss it aside. But then she was back, keeping up the torturously light stroking. He leaned up and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard until her hips jerked. Every one of her responses was so ... he didn't even know. It was as if she'd never been touched before.
Gabe took her other nipple, lashing it with his tongue until her entire body quivered. He ran his hand down her stomach, cupping her through her silk panties. Even with so little foreplay, she was ready for him. He traced the edge of the fabric, hooking it with his fingers, barely touching her heated skin. She cried out and he gave up teasing to push one finger inside her.
Feeling her wet warmth clamp around him, the desire to flip her over and bury himself in her nearly made Gabe pass out. No. He needed to slow down. Savor her while he could. Working her with his finger, he moved back to her first breast, covering it with open mouthed kisses as he pushed a second finger into her. Gabe twisted his wrist, searching for the spot that would drive her wild.
Her entire body shuddered when he found what he was looking for, mercilessly stroking it with his fingertips. "Oh ... oh God ... it feels so ... I've never ..."
Never? Christ. This was the best night ever. Gabe wrapped his free arm around her waist, holding her in place as he kept it up until she arched, throwing her head back, her nails digging into his shoulders as she cried out.
He'd never heard anything so beautiful in his entire life.
Now. Gabe had to have her now. But her hands didn't seem to know what to do now that she'd come, fluttering from his neck to shoulders to neck again. Gabe ached with the need for her do more. "Touch me."
Her entire body went rigid, and he only had half a second to wonder if he'd said something wrong before she shrieked.
The guy in bed with her was not Nathan.
Which meant Elle was buck-naked and wantonly riding the wrong guy.
She scrambled away from him and immediately fell off the bed. He hadn't sounded quite right when he asked if this was okay, but Elle had been too focused on not embarrassing herself to worry about how he sounded just then — he had been asleep, after all, and why would there be another guy in Nathan's bed? — but there was no mistaking the difference in his voice now.
She needed to catch her breath, but she could hear him moving closer to where she'd landed in a heap. "Babe, what's wrong?"
Babe? She scrambled to the wall and flailed for the light switch. When the lights clicked on, it was everything she could do to not hyperventilate. "Oh my God."
How could she have mistaken that man for Nathan? Sure, they had freakishly similar bodies — or at least what she pictured Nathan's body would look like — and similar hair, but this man had tattoos. Elle nearly whimpered at the sight of so much ink. Even from this distance, she could tell it was really well done — more artwork than branding. Good God, he practically had a neon sign over his head that screamed "Bad Boy."
He was exactly the type of man she would have chosen for herself.
Making him exactly the type of man she'd vowed to avoid at any cost. And she'd almost slept with him.
Oh God, oh God, oh God. A thick band tightened around her chest, making it impossible to catch a full breath. Spots danced over her vision as she fought to inhale. She was going to die right here in Nathan's loft. They'd find her naked body and that's what she'd be known as until the end of time — the woman who died in the middle of a botched seduction of the wrong man. Her mother would bring her back from the dead just to kill her for the embarrassment to the family.
Elle swayed, smacking into the wall with her back. Not enough air. She clawed at her chest, desperate for oxygen. A hand grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into gorgeous brown eyes. "Breathe, babe. Big inhale, hold it, now exhale."
Air rushed into her lungs, so much it made her light-headed. Elle shuddered at the strength of his fingers digging into her jaw. It didn't hurt, but there was no mistaking the possibilities they held. Heck, hadn't she seen that all too well just five minutes ago? "Get away from me," she wheezed, smacking his hands away.
He let go of her, but he didn't move back nearly enough. "What's wrong?"
What was wrong? Everything was wrong. Right about now she was supposed to be making love to Nathan, not standing naked in front of a stranger. His gaze flicked over her chest and she immediately tried to cover her breasts with her hands. "This isn't happening."
Maybe this was all a fever dream. That had to be it. She was probably safely tucked away in her bed, tossing and turning and twisting up the sheets. Elle closed her eyes and then opened them again. That too-masculine face still dominated her vision, perfectly shaped lips turning down in a frown. Why was she noticing his lips? "Oh God, this is happening."
The guy crossed his arms over his chest, which only served to remind her that he was naked. Against her will, her eyes skated down his nicely muscled torso and got stuck right around his hips. It didn't help that he was still aroused.
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New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa's knee. She discovered romance novels and never looked back. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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Wrong Bed, Right Guy is the perfect seductive read that will make anyone smile. It's hot. It's fun. It'll have you not being able to turn the pages fast enough! I couldn't get enough of these characters. Elle finally decides she's waited long enough and dropped too many hints, so she literally climbs into her boss's bed and seduces him. She thinks everything is going how she wants it to until Elle realizes it's not Nathan with her in bed, but his bad boy brother Gabe. Humiliated, she flees. But Gabe, despite Elle being the opposite of what he normally goes after, can't get her out of his head. Can Gabe convince Elle that climbing into bed with him wasn't a mistake after all? This book seriously starts off so sexy and hooks you right from the beginning. Within the first few pages I was already wrapped up in Elle's story. Then Gabe and Nathan were thrown into the bunch and I was a goner. I mean the clubs... sexy! The men... perfect. The tension... gripping. The art and tattoo aspect... so hot and so something that compels me to a person. Every little thing made me totally fall in love with the story. Characters who are both sexy, innocent, and full of creativeness. A story that is seductive, yet playful. You can't go wrong! I whipped through this one so quickly, and I loved every moment of it! Katee never disappoints and I cannot wait to read whatever book she throws my way next!
This book was a real treat! I love stories where the hero and heroine have that fun, sexy banter and this author excelled in that. I laughed a lot. I swooned more more times than I can count and cheered for the couple from the start. I love opposites attract stories, especially when they see they might not be as different as they first imagined. This book is perfect if you're looking for a really sexy, fun read.
I have two words for this book. Holy hotness! The new Brazen line from Entangled Publishing had knocked it out of the park with this one. The first chapter of WRONG BED, RIGHT GUY alone had me hooked. This book was hilarious, HOT, and heartwarming all at once. Gabe is one of the hottest hero’s on the market ladies. Trust me when I say you want to read this one. Tattooed and sexy to the extreme, Gabe had me swooning before Elle ever got the bedroom light on in the first chapter. And it was so much fun watching Elle come out of her shell as she falls for this bad boy with a sweet center. Katee Robert is absolutely brilliant with dialogue that will leave you laughing and love scenes that will leave you weak in the knees. This one gets a big five star rating from me. If you love fun sexy contemporary romance, you need to pick this one up! One of my favorite reads of the year!
This book was given to me by the publisher for an honest review and was not purchased through Barnes and Noble. Elle is a straight and narrow type of girl. She always follows the rules and never does anything brash. Elle has always had a "thing" for her boss and decides that she wants to take things to the next level. Her plan is to go to Nathans house and seduce him. She climbs into his bed and attempts to seduce him. Little does she know, the man in bed is not Nathan, but his brother Gabe. MMMmmmMMM Gabe :-) Anyway, they get hot and heavy and when he speaks, Elle finally hears that his voice is not Nathans. She freaks out and turns on the light, confirming that the man is indeed, not Nathan. Gabe can see that Elle isn't like any other woman that he's every been with. After her little freak out, Gabe asks his brother for advice about Elle. He goes to her job to ask her out to lunch. Gabe is not the type of man that Elle is looking for, but she agrees to go with him. They go to a local favorite of Gabe's and it repulses Elle, further confirming her suspicions of him being a bad boy. But Elle can't seem to shake the sexual tension she feels towards Gabe after that night in bed. I don't want to go too far into the story because I hate giving spoilers. The tension between Gabe and Elle is STEAMY!! Woah, baby! I made the mistake of reading part of this book at work... shame on me, haha. I mean, come on, the book is steamy from the very first chapter. Mama likey! The scenes are not overly raunchy, which was great for me. It's full of real life conflicts. You will read why Elle has a hard time trusting men, especially the kind that look like Gabe. Oh hot, sexy, infuriating Gabe. Can I borrow him? Seriously, I'll give him back, I promise. He enjoys ticking off Elle at times because he likes the reaction he gets from her. Wrong Bed, Right Guy is also very funny at times. There are a few times that I would have spewed my drink if I were in fact drinking something. Holy potatoes, this book was HOT HOT HOT!! It was perfect and I really enjoyed reading it. I would definitely recommend this to anyone looking for a good contemporary romance.
Wrong Bed, Right Guy is one of the sexiest books I've read all year. Smoking hot, tattoo parlor owner Gabe epitomizes the bad boy hero. I wish Katee Robert could bottle him and sell him. I'd buy two. I have so much love for this book that I'm not even sure how to put all of it into words. The highest praise I can give it is that I read it in one sitting and was left wanting the next book in the series NOW.
Gabe is lovely...and I don't even like tattoos. He's a nice twist on that old chestnut "don't judge a book by its cover". When will we see Nathan"s story?
The characters were great.
Loved this book! The characters where real! Couldnt put it down!
I haven't read many romance books in a long time. This read for sure was so mouthwateringly entertaining. Once i picked the book up, i couldn't stop reading it!
This book was great.I loved the fact that the guy was sweet but still a man,and the woman was strong but not stupid.Great story line.Must read.
Loved the banter between the two characters. Super sexy hero!!
There are only few books with a great storyline. This was one of them. A great summer read.
This was a really good book. From start to finish.
This is such a romantic story that has you wanting more. I loved the whole its-wrong-but-so-right tension in this book. You would want to read it over and over again;)
"Tonight she was seducing her Mr. Right" What a great first line to this book. I was right there with Elle from that line sneaking into the room and trying to find the courage to seduce her boss. There is no holding back in this book, you get right down to some sexy scenes before chapter one is over! Elle has climbed into bed with a total stranger... "Which meant Elle was buck-naked and wantonly riding the wrong guy." Awkward right? That only lasts a minute and then you meet Gabe! Hello sexy man! I adore books that have both POV's; I don't want to guess what is going on in his/her head and I want to know. Being inside Gabe's head is one hell of sexy read. Elle and Gabe are unsure how to deal with this situation; almost having mind blowing sex with total strangers but it's a good thing they have a few things in common, like Gabe's brother Nathan. The one Elle was trying to seduce! Gabe is the biggest sweetheart with his gruff exterior. The tattoos, the one on his shoulder made me love him more than I already did, and the reasons behind them were great. I love it when an author does things for a reason, not just to have it there because they can. Gabe's tattoos are a part of him, a big part, and it gives us deeper emotions for him. His feelings for Elle had me melting from the beginning. "But none of those women had made him think about waking up next to them on a regular basis. He'd obviously lost his mind." Elle was easily to relate to. Her conversation with Rox in the bar when she puts her foot in her mouth was perfect. The opposites attract story line was done well and oh so sexy. Have a mentioned this book was sexy? Gabe has some great lines, I love it when the sexy scenes are in his POV because you get lines like this: "I could spend days with my mouth between your legs, and never be satisfied." Gabe, oh Gabe! Wrong Bed, Right guy is a fun sexy read. It fit my mood perfectly and did not disappoint. I hear there is a book in store for Nathan and Ian, I can't wait to find out their secrets!
This is a typical love story of good girl meets bad boy under not so favorable circumstances. She resists dating him, but finally goes, has a good time and finds he is not a jerk. In the end they hook up and all's well that ends well. I liked it, it was fun to read, but not very original.
I love to read and I love to laugh and this book brought two of my favorite things together. Needless to say it's a no brainer ~ you're not building bridges or learning anything useful...but you will laugh out loud and enjoy a few wasted hours! (Only 4.5 stars, I'm saving 5 for perfect).
I hope there are more stories coming soon
Gabe is a sexy badboy ready for more. I love the fact that he was tatted up. Elle was okay she didnt get on my nerves like some hetoines do. I liked all the art in the story but was disapointed when the author went for the old misunderstanding break up situation at the minute. The writing style was excellent with few mistakes i really have no complaints it was a great read.
I enjoyed the storyline due to how shy I am and I would never do what the character did in the first place. However one way to catch the right guy! Very good story and kept me reading and I enjoyed it
I could not put this book down once i started.
This book was fantastic from start to finish...loved it so much that I read it twice...I hope Katee Robert is writing a follow-up book about Elle and Gabe along with a book about his brother Nathan and his mystery woman...Gabe and Elle are such great characters and the chemistry between them is explosively erotic, sweet and some times very funny...
Loved it. Great read for a rainy weekend!!!!