Fiona Carlisle didn't think anything could hurt as much as finding her fiancé in bed with her sister. But receiving an invitation to the happy couple's engagement party comes a close second. Determined to prove to her family and herself that she's moved on, Fiona has every intention of attending, looking red-hot and with an even hotter man on her arm. And there's only one man who will do: renowned photographer and reputed playboy Michael Houston.
Fiona's rebound fling with Michael was a brief but erotic romp. Michael has made no secret of the fact that he's still interested. So when Fiona asks him to escort her to the engagement party, he agrees, with one condition: she must spend a sensual weekend with him picking up where they left off.
Intensely attracted to Michael, Fiona can't resist his offer for long. But when the weekend is over, will she be able to resist giving him her heart?
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About the Author
Multi-published, award-winning author Calista Fox (aka Ava McKnight) began her professional fiction-writing career in 2005, following an exciting career in PR, where she specialized in writing speeches and Congressional testimonies. Her books have received rave reviews, and she has won several contests with publication as the prize. She is also the recipient of Romance Reviews Today's Best Book for its category and a Reviewers' Choice Award for Best Sci-Fi Erotic Novella. In 2007, Calista's paranormal romance, One Wish, helped to launch the e-publishing venture for print publisher Red Sage Publishing, Inc. She is a college graduate and avid vacationer. She has traveled the country many times over by Lear and Gulfstream jets (thanks to the PR gig), always with her laptop in tow to capture intriguing story elements and exotic locales.
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The loaded question was one I'd pondered on and off for over a week. Staring at the garment bag hanging on the back of my closed office door, I contemplated the gem concealed behind the zipper. A siren of a dress. Red. Slinky. Sexy as hell. It'd set me back a small fortune when I'd ordered it from Barneys New York, but I'd really had no choice. Desperate times and all that.
I'd yet to try it on, but when I'd ordered it from the website, I'd easily gleaned it was the type of dress meant to make jaws drop and tongues wag. Precisely what I needed for my younger sister's engagement party. My risqu ensemble would no doubt distract my family from their usual nitpicks and might even possess the power to stun them all into silence. A first in their collective lives.
My suit of armor was one strategic survival tactic for the weekend's ostentatious event. The pi ce de r sistance would be to have a devastatingly handsome man by my side. A nonverbal eat-your-heart-out directed at my sister's fianc , Seth Corbett III. The man I was supposed to marry. That love train had jumped the tracks when I'd discovered him and Lizzie in our bed together. Doing things Seth had never done to me in the three years we'd been together.
Oh, it was hell having to face the two of them with a smile. Hence, the need to arm myself. And I knew just the deliciously sinful man to take with me to the party. Michael Houston. Famous photographer. Master flirt. Hottie extraordinaire.
Michael had been my rebound guy after Seth and Lizzie had ripped the rug out from underneath me. He'd also done things Seth had never done to me in the bedroom.
Thinking of my very brief, albeit ultrasteamy affair with Michael made my cheeks flush and my clit tingle. A natural response to such a wicked man.
It also caused that loaded question to pop into my head again.
Wearing the curve-hugging, off-the-shoulder dress to the engagement party would take all the nerve I possessed. Which wasn't a lot, unfortunately. Fiona Carlisle was a sensible, conservative twenty-seven-year-old woman. Not a femme fatale, by any stretch of the imagination.
Asking Michael to be my date for the evening would also test my willpower because he was damn difficult to resist. He liked to be bad, plain and simple. He was completely unapologetic about his flirtatious nature and highly skilled when it came to seducing women. He'd certainly swept me off my feet-right as I'd sworn off men because of Seth's infidelity.
Michael was a renowned womanizer. He liked the thrill of the chase. I suspected he considered me a challenge because he was typically in hot pursuit of me whenever he was in town. Somehow I'd managed to not fall into his bed again following our little fling. No easy feat.
In fact, his persuasiveness made me hesitant to ask him for this ginormous favor. I feared the sexual itch I had recently developed, now in desperate need of being scratched, would weaken my defenses. The last thing I wanted was to cave to temptation. As excitingand satisfyingas sex with Michael was, I'd barely escaped my last go-around with him without incurring more damage to my heart. He had the ability to make good girls like me fall a little too hard.
As I considered all this, my assistant's voice came over the intercom.
"Bad news," Jane said with a hint of warning. "Your mother's on line two."
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Excellent read, you can just feel Fiona's emotions and good for her she had Hot handsome friend who actually wanted be more than friends, Michael came to her rescue. Hot sex scenes. Highly Recommend.
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