When Fear Crosses The Line
At first, the mysterious emails are flattering. But soon, Gracie Baron can't deny she has a stalker--and it's clear she needs protection...
Into Pure Pleasure
P.I. Wade Harrison admits that his friend's luscious assistant, Gracie, has been tantalizing him for months. So Wade jumps at the chance to offer her the personal protection she needs, free of charge. The only catch is, Gracie must agree to obey his orders--no questions asked.
The Answer Is Yes
Once Wade has Gracie alone, he isn't shy about letting her know what he wants. His fantasies involve erotic toys and a very willing partner--and that's just for starters. Gracie doesn't know what she wants, but Wade is hot and restless--and surrendering to his desires may be exactly what she needs...
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June 28, 2011
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Excerpt from So Sensitive by Anne Rainey
Two months earlier...
Gracie couldn't take her eyes off the man leaning against her desk. His dark, wavy brown hair and easy smile sent a shiver of awareness down her spine. He was large, with well-sculpted, drool-worthy arms. Arms that would hold a woman tight. And he was looking at her as if he'd struck gold.
"I don't believe we've been properly introduced. I'm Wade Harrison, Cherry's friend, and you are?"
God, his voice was just as yummy as the rest of him. Deep, a little gravelly, as if he'd just gotten out of bed. It took her a few seconds before she could answer without stuttering. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Gracie Baron, Cherry's new receptionist."
He held out his hand. Gracie promptly dropped the pen she'd been using and let him take hold of her. The calloused, firm feel of him against her skin nearly had her creaming in her panties. He dipped his head and kissed her knuckles. A light brush of his lips and she was ready to surrender.
He winked as he let go of her. She missed his warmth, but forced herself to pick up the pen again.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Gracie." He looked down her body, his progress hindered by the desk, then snared her in his dark chocolate gaze as he asked, "So, what do you do when you aren't answering the phone and setting up appointments here at Serene Comfort?"
"I have another job. I'm an administrative assistant."
His brows shot up. "You work two jobs?"
She thought of her dad's utility bills, which were overdue to be paid, again. "Yeah, I need the money to help support my dad."
He straightened and crossed his arms over his chest. "A devoted daughter, huh?"
She stiffened at the term. "Yeah, you could say that, I guess."
More like doormat, she thought bitterly. What was the use in complaining? Nothing was ever going to change. Her father would always drink away his Social Security check and call her in a panic because they were about to evict him for not paying the rent. She was tired of being the fall guy, but she couldn't bring herself to leave him to his own devices. He was her father, after all.
"Do you have a significant other to keep you company when you aren't working, Gracie?"
The way he said her name made her think of silk sheets and candlelight. It was a nice image. Then reality intruded when she thought of his question. "I'm not seeing anyone right now. To tell the truth, I'm not sure when I'd even have the time."
His grin widened. "How about I take you to dinner Friday night? I'd like to get to know you better."
It was like dangling an ice cream cone in front of a five-yearold; Gracie's mouth practically watered at the thought of spending time alone with the delicious man. "I'd really--" A strange tinkling sound interrupted her. She glanced over at the computer and cringed. An e-mail, and she recognized the name in the "from" column. Her creepy secret admirer, reminding her that while she might not have a husband, she did have a man in her life. The fact that she didn't want said man didn't seem to matter to the jerk. Who the hell was she kidding? How could she possibly spend time with Wade when she had an alcoholic father to take care of and a weirdo stalking her via the Internet? Add in two jobs, and you have a woman with zero energy left over for leisure time.
"Earth to Gracie."
"Oh, sorry. I'm... I'm sorry, but I'm not in a good place right now. Can I have a rain check?"
He placed his hands on the edge of her desk and leaned forward until only a few inches of air separated them. "I can be very patient, Ms. Baron."
The determination in his gaze sent a rush of adrenaline through her body. Why did she suddenly feel as if her days were numbered?