Can Vicky stay away from the one man who seems so easy to
get and so hard to keep?
Love Addicts Anonymous
Releases November 7th!
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Blurb
Kade Wright is an expert in rocking any woman's world.
Sexy, rich, and the type you don’t bring home to meet your
mother, he has broken more hearts than he can remember, and there is no end in
sight. Until one mistake lands him in boiling hot waters. When his company
orders him to the LOVE ADDICTS ANONYMOUS Rehab Center, he better get his
affairs in order or else he loses his seat on the company board.
Love isn’t supposed to be addictive. But for Vicky Sullivan
it is.
A true romantic at heart, she comes with a bit of a stalking
tendency, and is completely not adverse to commitment. But who’s Kade to judge?
As someone who’s seeking commitment and afraid of never finding love, she’s the
type of woman he wouldn’t usually hit on. Except, she’s hot and keeps avoiding
him…yes, even after seeing his private parts naked in all their glory.
Kade isn’t known as the tall, dark and ruthless businessman
for no reason. Romance isn’t in the air, more like wild between the sheets
action with no expectations. Vicky’s convinced she can resist, but Kade has
other plans for her.
Excerpt
“What do you want?” I slump down on the couch, still eyeing
her.
“A chat.”
“About what?”
“About ground rules.” She shrugs her shoulders. “It won’t
take long,” she adds as she catches my alarmed glance. “Now that it’s clear
we’re expected to share this apartment, we need to
discuss how—”
“The answer is no.” I jump to my feet again. “I didn’t come
here to be told by a woman what I can or can’t do.”
“But—" She leans forward and her frown deepens. “—you
haven’t heard me out yet.”
“True. But you see, I know what women want from me, and the
answer is no. Are you done?” I make a point to take a step toward the door.
To be honest, I’m enjoying myself. I enjoy winding her up.
Her face distorts into anger, just as I expected. “That’s so
sexist of you. You have no idea what I’ll ask of you.”
“Believe it or not, I do. You’ll want what all other women
want.”
“Again, so sexist. But you’re wrong.”
No woman has ever called me a sexist. “What are you saying?”
“You got it all wrong,” she repeats.
I take a step toward her, my gaze buried in her blazing
eyes. “Let me prove that I’m right. If I make a correct guess, I want you to go
out with me.”
Shock crosses her features. I can see it in the way her eye
widen the moment her mind processes the meaning of my words. At last, she leans
back, the shock replaced with surprise. “You want to go out with me?”
Surprise and complete disbelief.
What’s so hard to believe that yes, I’d take her out to
dinner and then I’d rock both the bed and her world?
“Yes,” I say slowly.
She frowns. “Why?”
“To get to know you better.” Among many things.
“We barely met half a hour ago.”
“That’s correct.” I’ve taken out women I knew for less than
ten minutes, so half an hour is pretty long for me.
She frowns again, and her confusion deepens. “I don’t get
it. Why would you ask me?”
“Because you’d like it.” Not just dinner, but everything
else I have to offer.
“You don’t know me well enough to say that I’d like it or
you.” She bites down on her lip. “I honestly don’t know why you’d ask me.
Besides, there’s nowhere to go really. If you’re familiar with the renovation
plans, you surely know that everything within a mile is closed.”
My smile turns into a grin. She hasn’t said no yet.
To be more precise, she’s absolutely not adverse to the
idea, and she doesn’t seem to know about the “don’t fuck other patients” rule
either.
“Is that the only thing you’re concerned about? That I won’t
find a suitable place to take you out?”
“No.” She leans back and flips a strand of hair out of her
eyes. “I’ve got another one for you. How about: my boyfriend’s waiting for me
at home.”
She’s playing the boyfriend card. Haven’t heard this one in
a while.
“A boyfriend I really love and never want to hurt,” she
adds, her eyes challenging me. “I appreciate the offer, though. I’m sure you
mean well, but really, no, thanks, I can’t.”
My lips twitch. She eyes me with mistrust. “What’s so
funny?”
“I’m just playing with you,” I say. “Even if I wanted to, we
couldn’t date. There are way too many rules here. Dating a fellow addict breaks
a couple of them.”
She frowns as she processes my words. “Rules?”
“You didn’t know?” My smile widens at her alarmed
expression.
Meet J.C. Reed
J.C. Reed is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street
Journal Bestselling author. She writes steamy contemporary romance with a touch
of mystery and suspense. When she's not typing away on her keyboard, forgetting
the world around her, you can nd her chatting with her readers on Facebook.
CONTACT J.C.:
Meet Jackie Steele
Jackie Steele is a USA Today Bestselling author and a true
romantic at heart. By day she works a boring job as a scientist, at night she
lets her creative side roam free. Whether reading or writing, Jackie loves
dark, emotional stories that twist with your head and take you on a journey. As
an ever romantic, she believes in happy endings and true love in all forms,
which is reflected in all of her books.
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