The CEO’s Seduction
by Diane Alberts
Publication Date: December 12, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Indulgence, Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis:
The last thing Brett Ross wants is to be back in the same old damn small town he grew up in, but his best friend is getting married, so there’s no way he’s skipping yet another visit back home. He knows what he’s getting into, coming back here, but the one thing he didn’t count on was the way Anna Hamilton made him feel the first time he sets eyes on her…and she’s all grown up.Anna’s always been in love with Brett, even if she’s always been his best friend’s annoying little sister to him. But when he looks at her, she doesn’t see annoyance in his eyes anymore. If anything, she sees a silent calling for her to save him from himself…and she’s just the girl to do it. All she needs is to find a way to escape her pesky, protective older brothers…
And then the game is on.
Excerpt:
She glowered down at the place card. Craaaapppp.
Why had she thought drawing a perfect little heart in the upper left corner of
the card was a good idea? With that there, how was she supposed to sit next to
him throughout dinner and act like she didn’t know he knew she was half in love
with him? Maybe it wasn’t too late to switch his seat...after she gave him a
new card minus a heart. She reached for his card, but as soon as her fingers
closed around it, she sensed him behind her.
Son of a...
“Whatcha doing?” he asked.
“Nothing.” She hugged the piece of paper
close to her chest and turned to face him. “Why?”
“You’re hiding something.” He pointed at
her hand. “What is it?”
Damn him and his eagle eyes.
“Your...uh...place card.” She forced a smile. “It’s...uh...spelled wrong.
Totally wrong.”
Smooth, Anna. Real smooth.
He raised a brow. “‘Brett Ross’ is spelled
wrong?”
Why couldn’t he have a harder name to
spell?
“Yep. Mom’s been really stressed out with
all this wedding stuff.” She sent a silent apology to her mother for making her
the scapegoat. “I’ll get rid of it. She’d feel horrible about the error.”
Brett held out his hand. “Oh. Okay. Just
give it to me, then. I’ll shove it in my pocket so she doesn’t see.”
“No. I have it. It’s fine.” She stepped
back from him even more, but her back hit the chair. She had nowhere else to
go. “I’ll hide it in my pocket.”
“You don’t have any pockets on your
dress.” His gaze slid down her red satin cocktail dress, lingering on her legs.
Or had she imagined the part about lingering? “I’ll take it.”
She shook her head. “No. I’m not handing
it over.”
He put his hands on his hips, doing his
best to look casual—but she knew his tricks—then shot his hand out, trying to
snatch it out of her fingers. She jumped back and hid it behind her back.
“You’ll have to be smoother than that if you want to fool me. You’ve been doing
that move since you were eight, Brett-Brett.”
His lips twitched at the old nickname.
She’d started using it when he started calling her Twinkletoes. It wasn’t very
original, but it had annoyed him, so she’d gone with it. “Tell me what’s really
happening. You’re up to something.”
She lifted her chin. “Am not.”
“Are too.”
She rolled her eyes. “How old are we
again?”
“Old enough for what I’m about to do to
get that card.”
He took a step toward her, and she tried
to back up. She didn’t budge. Oh. Right. The chair. He held out a hand
and narrowed his eyes on her. “Last chance. If you don’t give it to me, I’m
going to tackle you to the floor and tickle you until you give in. And we both
know you’ll give in.”
Anna’s mouth went dry at the thought of
his body pressed against hers. “If you’re tackling me, it better be for
something a lot more exciting than tickling.”
“Anna...” His eyes darkened slightly, and
he took a small step toward her. “You better watch what you say to me. Someone
might get the wrong idea. We’re not kids anymore.”
“I’m glad you noticed.” She lifted her
chin. “Bring it, Brett-Brett.”
“You have no idea what you’re asking for.”
“Are you so sure about that?” she asked
slowly, locking eyes with him.
He took a step in her direction, his eyes
on her mouth. Holy crap, was he going to kiss—?
“One.” He stepped
closer. “Two.” Another step. “Three.”
He was in front of her, their feet
touching. He, quite unfortunately, stopped there. “Anna...”
“Well? What are you gonna do now?” she
asked breathlessly.
ABOUT DIANE ALBERTS
Diane Alberts is a USA TODAY bestselling Contemporary Romance author with Entangled Publishing. Under the name Jen McLaughlin, she also writes New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestselling books with Penguin Random House. She was mentioned in Forbes alongside E. L. James as one of the breakout independent authors to dominate the bestselling lists. Diane is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent Agency.
Diane has always been a dreamer with a vivid imagination, but it wasn’t until 2011 that she put her pen where her brain was, and became a published author. Since receiving her first contract offer, she has yet to stop writing. Though she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal clear water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a schnauzer mutt, and three cats. Her goal is to write so many fantastic stories that even a non-romance reader will know her name.
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