Looking for a fun beach read? Try His to Keep, the last installment in the Beauty and the Brit series.
Iain wasn't just rough around the edges-he was uncivilized,
despite all the elegant trappings and expensive suits. And Brynn wanted more of
it. She wanted Iain in full-on barbarian mode.
She wanted to be taken.
Filthy rich British bad boy Iain Chapman made a name for
himself as a ruthless businessman, but if he can secure an investment from
Vegas powerhouse Trevor Blake, Iain could take his business to the next level.
Solution? Hire beautifully timid corporate trainer-and Trevor's
sister-in-law-Brynn Campbell and seduce his way to success.
Brynn's everything Iain is not: kind, delicate, decent. But
she's also got a taste for something a little beastly, and it doesn't take long
for Iain to break through her every inhibition. Brynn was supposed to be his
pawn, but as Iain gets closer to his goal, he begins to realize he's not ready
to let her go, not now, not ever-even if it costs him everything.
Excerpt:
The first time he’d laid eyes on her had been at an evening
garden party, a benefit for her family’s cancer foundation. He’d paid a fortune
for a ticket in hopes of meeting Trevor. While wandering through the garden,
Iain had spotted Brynn, and he’d been struck immobile. It wasn’t just her
beauty or that delicate, graceful quality that captured his attention. No, it
was the way she held herself apart from the crowd and observed everyone around
her, as if, despite being who she was—the sister-in-law of the wealthiest man
in Vegas—she didn’t quite feel comfortable in her posh surroundings. It had
reminded him, uncomfortably, of himself.
And he hadn’t been able to look away.
He’d watched her for the better part of an hour. Though she
tried to hide in plain sight, Iain couldn’t take his eyes off her. He saw her
clearly, so why couldn’t anyone else? And when he’d begun to approach her,
she’d turned on her heel and flitted away, into Trevor’s monstrously large
house. Trevor had also disappeared before Iain could introduce himself.
Nevertheless, he’d stayed until the end of the party, hoping to catch another
glimpse of Brynn, without any luck. She’d stuck in his head ever since, though
he couldn’t for the life of him say why. Now he was finally going to meet her
properly.
About bloody time, too. All it took was an elaborate ruse
and several thousand dollars to draw her out of her hidey-hole.
Not that this was about Brynn, he told himself. He had a
goal. He was going to stay focused on that goal— she was just a bloody bonus.
“It feels wrong,” Marc said, “using this girl to get to her
relatives. Seedy, yeah?”
“It’s called networking. No different than glad- handing at
a cocktail party or going to a charity dinner in order to meet serious players.
It’s just business. You know we’ve tried every other avenue. Blake’s lawyer
won’t return our calls. I even tried to play up the expat angle with him, but I
couldn’t get a meeting. Trevor Blake is a bloody fortress.”
Marc stopped treading over the hand-loomed rug. “While I’m
not convinced that this is our best solution, the course she’s teaching might
actually do you some good. Your leadership skills are a bit lacking, aren’t
they?”
Iain paused, the cup midway to his lips. “What the bloody
hell are you on about?” Iain was leadership personified. He had the portfolio
and bank balance to prove it. “There’s nothing wrong with the way I lead, mate.
I get results.”
“You do,” Marc agreed. “But you also hack off a lot of
people. And those you don’t offend are scared shitless of you.”
“Good.” He didn’t give a damn if people feared him, as long
as they did their jobs properly. This wasn’t a popularity contest. No one got a
prize for congeniality. “If they don’t like working here, they’re free to
quit.”
“Which explains our high turnover rate. You could stand to
be a little nicer to people. Wouldn’t kill you none, would it?”
“My gran used to say
you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.”
“That’s daft. Why would I want to catch flies?”
Fun excerpt, Terri!
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