Rage Of Passion: Accidental Romance Book 1 (Contemporary Romance) by Katelyn Skye Page B
Authors: Katelyn Skye
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a man
years younger. And when he gave one of those rare smiles, he showed just a hint
of dimples that could come to full, pussy-melting blast if he ever chose to
laugh. Eva couldn’t help wondering what his laugh would sound like. Probably as
sexy and thrilling as everything else to do with the man.
“I can’t wait to
have him on board, too. I think we’ll make a great team,” Cheryl was saying
hopefully. “It’s too damn bad that he’s such a hunk, though. It would be hard
staying focused with him being such a distraction and all. What, didn’t think I
noticed?” Cheryl added the last phrase with a grin when she saw Eva’s shocked
look.
“I’m not made of
marble, girl. The guy’s a walking sex bomb. But thankfully, I’ve heard enough
about him to know that not only is he way out of my league, but Mr. Malcolm
West also happens to have very, very dark tastes. That’s enough to make me know
I’ll be crazy to overstep my boundaries – so I won’t. Neither should
you,” Cheryl added wryly to the gaping Eva. “I saw how you were all a-dither
around him. Trust me, Eva, he’s not your type, either.”
Eva frowned,
pausing at the open door of her SUV. “What makes you say that? And what do you
mean, dark tastes?”
“Just how deep did
you dig when you were looking for background info on the man?” Cheryl asked in
a mild tone. “Obviously, you only scratched the surface. Eva, I made a point of
asking around from people that would know. Not that his sexual exploits have
anything to do with our business interests, but it pays to know about the many
facets of the man you intend entrusting the fate of a business to. Eva…Malcolm
West might seem like a really charming, even harmlessly gorgeous hunk, but
there’s more to him than meets the eye. Women who’ve had the privilege of
actually getting really close to the persona that is Mr. West have the wildest
tales to tell. When it comes to behind closed doors, his sexual tastes
are…unusual to say the least.”
“How unusual?” Eva
enquired, wondering why her throat was getting drier with interest and
anticipation. Just what could Cheryl be getting on about? Everyone had his or
her little quirks in the bedroom. Big deal. What could Mr. Sexy West be into
that could make Cheryl sound so ominous?
Cheryl paused, her
lips parting as if about to say more, but then she shook her head, saying
lightly, “I’m not really sure. But from what I heard, he’s left a few ex-lovers
with more than a broken heart. He’s a dangerous man, Eva. Let’s just focus on
relating to him on a strictly business level and I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
“Of course, my
sentiments exactly,” Eva said with equal ease of manner, even as her head
whirled with questions. They decided to go for lunch and drinks to round off
what had already been a somewhat stressful day. But as Eva drove behind
Cheryl’s car heading for their favorite restaurant, she couldn’t help thinking
about Cheryl’s words. Instead of warning Eva off, Cheryl had only managed to
whet Eva’s interest even more.
She’d known,
instinctively, that Malcolm West was not everything he seemed. It had burned in
his dark blue eyes and the few times she’d held his gaze, she’d felt a pull
that she only hoped was two-way. She could keep dreaming, or she could take
action the first chance she got. Either way, she was going to get no rest. Of
that, Eva was certain.
Chapter Two
There was something
about Eva Borgia that stirred Malcolm like no other woman had before.
He’d met some of
the sexiest and most beautiful women in the world. His money and lifestyle
brought him in contact with women with not just the looks, but the personality
and intelligence to keep a man like him interested. Maybe not for long, but for
long enough.
And yet, with Ms.
Borgia, he sensed that there was something different.
She’d walked in
after her partner Cheryl Barrington and suddenly, Malcolm had the sudden
sensation of walking
years younger. And when he gave one of those rare smiles, he showed just a hint
of dimples that could come to full, pussy-melting blast if he ever chose to
laugh. Eva couldn’t help wondering what his laugh would sound like. Probably as
sexy and thrilling as everything else to do with the man.
“I can’t wait to
have him on board, too. I think we’ll make a great team,” Cheryl was saying
hopefully. “It’s too damn bad that he’s such a hunk, though. It would be hard
staying focused with him being such a distraction and all. What, didn’t think I
noticed?” Cheryl added the last phrase with a grin when she saw Eva’s shocked
look.
“I’m not made of
marble, girl. The guy’s a walking sex bomb. But thankfully, I’ve heard enough
about him to know that not only is he way out of my league, but Mr. Malcolm
West also happens to have very, very dark tastes. That’s enough to make me know
I’ll be crazy to overstep my boundaries – so I won’t. Neither should
you,” Cheryl added wryly to the gaping Eva. “I saw how you were all a-dither
around him. Trust me, Eva, he’s not your type, either.”
Eva frowned,
pausing at the open door of her SUV. “What makes you say that? And what do you
mean, dark tastes?”
“Just how deep did
you dig when you were looking for background info on the man?” Cheryl asked in
a mild tone. “Obviously, you only scratched the surface. Eva, I made a point of
asking around from people that would know. Not that his sexual exploits have
anything to do with our business interests, but it pays to know about the many
facets of the man you intend entrusting the fate of a business to. Eva…Malcolm
West might seem like a really charming, even harmlessly gorgeous hunk, but
there’s more to him than meets the eye. Women who’ve had the privilege of
actually getting really close to the persona that is Mr. West have the wildest
tales to tell. When it comes to behind closed doors, his sexual tastes
are…unusual to say the least.”
“How unusual?” Eva
enquired, wondering why her throat was getting drier with interest and
anticipation. Just what could Cheryl be getting on about? Everyone had his or
her little quirks in the bedroom. Big deal. What could Mr. Sexy West be into
that could make Cheryl sound so ominous?
Cheryl paused, her
lips parting as if about to say more, but then she shook her head, saying
lightly, “I’m not really sure. But from what I heard, he’s left a few ex-lovers
with more than a broken heart. He’s a dangerous man, Eva. Let’s just focus on
relating to him on a strictly business level and I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
“Of course, my
sentiments exactly,” Eva said with equal ease of manner, even as her head
whirled with questions. They decided to go for lunch and drinks to round off
what had already been a somewhat stressful day. But as Eva drove behind
Cheryl’s car heading for their favorite restaurant, she couldn’t help thinking
about Cheryl’s words. Instead of warning Eva off, Cheryl had only managed to
whet Eva’s interest even more.
She’d known,
instinctively, that Malcolm West was not everything he seemed. It had burned in
his dark blue eyes and the few times she’d held his gaze, she’d felt a pull
that she only hoped was two-way. She could keep dreaming, or she could take
action the first chance she got. Either way, she was going to get no rest. Of
that, Eva was certain.
Chapter Two
There was something
about Eva Borgia that stirred Malcolm like no other woman had before.
He’d met some of
the sexiest and most beautiful women in the world. His money and lifestyle
brought him in contact with women with not just the looks, but the personality
and intelligence to keep a man like him interested. Maybe not for long, but for
long enough.
And yet, with Ms.
Borgia, he sensed that there was something different.
She’d walked in
after her partner Cheryl Barrington and suddenly, Malcolm had the sudden
sensation of walking
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