My new book, TRADE is OUT NOW!
Available from Amazon & FREE to read in Kindle Unlimited.
Here's a little about it:
Fulfilling
fantasies doesn’t come cheap.
Dream maker Maxine Goode can make
anyone’s fantasy real.
But the only way to provide the
ultimate arm candy for her friend’s school reunion, sexy actor Sholto Kincaid,
is by trading a favor for a favor.
Superstar Sholto Kincaid is determined not to be a one-hit wonder. But
fame, beyond his blockbuster erotic movie After
Ecstasy, means winning his dream castaway role by proving his worth on a
deserted island with the woman he publicly humiliated years ago.
Alone on Melati, the sizzling heat between them is undeniable, and the
scene is set for a blazing affair. Will their time together
survive the secrets Sholto hides, and what will happen on the harsh return to
reality?
Can nine days in paradise change their
lives forever?
And here's an excerpt:
The West
Continental had three elevators: two for regular guests, and one reserved
solely for the penthouse. Max watched the numbers counting down, and then stood
to the side as the doors slid open. Three girls sauntered out, all wearing
mini-skirts and cropped T-shirts. They were talking, giggling, staggering on
their high heels. They looked as though they’d spent one hell of a night.
Sholto Kincaid obviously hadn’t changed at all.
Max stepped into the elevator, breathing in a potent cocktail of
mixed female perfumes, and pressed the P button on the display. For the first
time since she’d made the call the previous day she allowed herself to think
that perhaps contacting Sholto hadn’t been the best idea. Especially after last
night. The double whammy of seeing him undress and act sex with a beautiful
actress while at the same time being aware that he was staring at her watching
onscreen him, had been the hottest experience she’d ever had. When he touched
her, she’d forgotten where she was, who she was with, for a moment and just let
herself play the game.
The I’m-going-home-with-you game.
Thank God Jasper intervened when he did, before she made a complete
fool of herself. She’d stayed awake for hours reliving it. While he played the
I’m-going-home-with-you game with a whole team of players.
Max ran a hand through her hair and sighed. The thought of sitting
down and talking rationally with the man who had just shooed three gorgeous
women out of his penthouse made her stomach clench with nerves.
I don’t have to do this. Cam didn’t know
of her plan. Max could just walk out of this hotel and never have to see him
again. For a moment, the idea was attractive, but then she stared at her
reflection in the mirrored wall and took control of her errant thoughts.
Just in time. The elevator doors slid open and Sholto stood before
her. Intense green eyes held her spellbound. Above them, his forehead creased
in a frown.
His gaze travelled from her face to her toes and back again. “Max?”
He stepped to one side and flashed a panty-melting smile. “How did you know
where I’m staying?” He rubbed the back of his head. “Aw, hell, that doesn’t
matter.” He checked his watch. “I’d love to talk, but I have an appointment.
Can I ask you to wait in the lobby? I’m expecting someone but I shouldn’t be
long, I’ll come down and find you.” He stared at her mouth with blatant hunger,
just as he had the previous night.
Heat pooled between Max’s legs.
He reached around her to the buttons on the display. “I’m glad to
see you.” His voice was deep and husky, filled with sexual promise. He pressed
a button.
She flattened her hand on the closing elevator door to halt its
progress and looked him straight in the eye. “I’m not leaving, Sholto.”
His eyes widened. “Look, baby, I’m expecting someone.”
“I should hope so.” She stepped out of the elevator. “After all, you
knew I was coming. Have you forgotten me?” She held out her hand. “Maxine
Goode, but I go by Max these days.”
