This is an exclusive sneak peek of Playboy Pilot.
(A standalone novel)
Release date 9/19/2016
A Contemporary Romance novel
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Authors
Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland
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Excerpt
The driver began to shout something in Portuguese. The way
his finger was wagging, I assumed he was telling the person that the cab was
full. But the passenger didn’t listen. Next thing I knew, I was sitting next to
someone in the back seat.
Someone wearing a uniform.
Captain Carter Clynes
in the flesh.
He turned to face me with a wicked grin on his face. “My
layover just got more interesting.”
Damn. He seemed to
have grown that stubble overnight.
“How was your flight, Perky? Did you enjoy the ride I gave you?”
“My shirt’s dry. I think you can drop the Perky.”
His eyes lowered to my breasts. Of course, my nipples were
standing at full attention since the sheen of sweat on my skin had met the cool
air-conditioning inside the cab.
Carter scrubbed his hands over his face. “Damn. You weren’t
kidding about those things. I haven’t slept in eighteen hours, and they just
woke me up. I think they’re contagious, and I’m
fucking perky now.”
“That’s not really an appropriate thing to say to a woman
you just met, you know.”
“We didn’t just meet. This is our third date.”
“Third date?”
“I bought you dinner in an elegant restaurant for our first
one and took you up for a plane ride for our second one. Those were damn good
dates. Some women would kill for that kind of lavishness. Seems fitting date
three we should be heading to a hotel.” He winked.
I wasn’t sure if it was the time change, my being tired from
restless sleep on the plane, or if it was possible this man could say anything and I wouldn’t be offended. Why am I not I offended?
When I didn’t respond, he continued. “I’m glad I saw you.
Didn’t think I would ever see you again.”
“That might be because you didn’t look for me.”
“I never thought you’d actually take my suggestion and fly
to Brazil.”
I mumbled. “Neither did I.”
The cab driver interrupted, looking between us to ask, “You
share cab, yes?”
Surprising me, Carter answered. In Portuguese. The language that sounded choppy and frustrating
just two minutes ago, suddenly sounded sexy and romantic.
He turned back to me in English. “What hotel are you staying
at?”
“I was just trying to figure that out with a little help
from Google. Do you have one to recommend?”
“You trust me to pick out where you’ll stay tonight?”
I considered his question for a minute. It was illogical,
that much I knew, but I did trust him
to pick my hotel. Lord knows why. “I think I do.”
That response earned me another sexy grin that had me more
excited than I’d been in the last year.
Almost a half-hour later, we were finally off the highway
and traveling into what looked like a residential neighborhood. “Barra da
Tijuca.” I read the street sign aloud.
“Very good. I should probably warn you. It’s probably not
the type of hotel you’re used to.”
“What does that mean?”
“You look like you’re more of the luxury chain with a spa
type of woman, that’s all.”
Even though that was exactly what I’d typed into Google,
when he said it that way, it sounded like a bad thing. It made me defensive.
“And what’s wrong with a luxury hotel? Sometimes a girl needs a massage and a
soak in a nice bathtub while traveling.”
“Well, you certainly won’t be getting either of those where
we’re heading.” Carter caught my eye. “Unless I’m the one doing the massaging,
that is.”
I blushed, which caused Carter to chuckle. “You really are
fucking adorable. I’m not sure what’s sexier, the fact that you’re up for
letting me take you on this little adventure, or that you secretly like the
thought of me giving you a massage.”
“I do not!” My quick, defensive response only confirmed he
was right.
He leaned to me. “Do, too.”
“You’re off base.”
“That’s a shame. I’ve been told I’m really good with my
hands.” He held out his hands in front of him, examining them. Big hands. Hands that looked like he
used them to do some actual work when he wasn’t flying a plane.
Damn.
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Blurb
From the New York Times
bestselling authors of Stuck-Up Suit and Cocky Bastard, comes a sexy new
standalone novel.
Money or love? Which
would you choose?
You probably just answered
the question in your head thinking it's an easy decision.
For me, it's not. Did I
mention it's a lot of money? A hell of a lot.
I needed to go far away to
think it through.
As I embarked on an
impulsive trip, I hit a detour when I met sexy Carter in the airport lounge. We
struck up a heated conversation.
Then, he left.
I thought I'd never see him
again.
But fate had other plans.
Surprise! He was the pilot
of my flight.
The bigger surprise was the
adventure that followed after the plane landed.
Carter was dangerous and
always on the move.
Even though our connection
was magnetic, I knew it was only temporary.
He would give me tickets,
and I would follow him around the world to exotic places.
A bevvy of flight attendant
exes and rumors about Carter's reputation were never far behind.
I didn't know what to
believe.
But I was addicted. Nothing
else mattered anymore. And I was going to get hurt. Because a part of me wanted
to be the one to finally ground the playboy pilot.
At the very least, he was
taking me on a thrilling ride.
All good things must come to
an end, right?
Except our ending was one I
didn't see coming.
Meet Penelope Ward
Meet Vi Keeland
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