How could penniless socialite Mallory Morgan accept Gabriel Steele's charity? But Gabriel wasn't used to taking no for an answer. And the infuriatingly arrogant man wasn't above using his devastating sex appeal to get what he wanted.
Gabriel intended to take care of Mallory, leaving her no choice but to succumb to his wishes. But that didn't mean she couldn't try to tame her keeper....
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January 09, 2007
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Excerpt from Tame Me (Men of Steele #3) by Caroline Cross
Once upon a time when she'd still had a life, Mallory Morgan would've described Gabriel Steele as tall, dark and delicious.
That was before he'd cost her everything. Now, as she opened her flimsy apartment door and found him parked in the dingy hallway outside, the words that came to mind were hard, heartless and not-to-be-trusted.
"Mallory." As always his voice was quiet but commanding, the perfect match to his lean, powerful body and reserved green eyes.
"What do you want, Gabriel?"
"We need to talk."
"Do we?" To her relief she sounded calm and in control, something that had eluded her earlier that day when a chance meeting between them at Annabelle's, one of Denver's trendier restaurants, had resulted in her behaving badly--and paying a price she could ill afford. "Gosh, let me think." Tipping her head to one side, she pretended to consider for all of two seconds, then straightened. "No."
With a flick of her wrist, she sent the door swinging shut. It would just be too bad if it smacked him in his autocratic chin.
He didn't so much as blink. Probably because the cheap panel moved barely an inch before bumping against his big booted foot. "Look, I get that you're angry--"
Her free hand tightened on the scarlet satin of the robe that she'd thrown on over her bra and jeans at his unexpected knock, bunching the thin, slippery fabric at her throat. "What was your first clue? When I crossed out your reservation and refused to seat you even though the dining room was half-empty? Or when I quit my job rather than apologize?"