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Take Me Home Tonight : Welcome to Paradise
Three years. That's how long Maddie's been running the reception desk at Owen Bishop's construction company--and waiting for her sexy boss to wake up and realize she's more woman than the airhead bimbos he seems to prefer.
Even after her friends spring an ambush makeover on her, Owen barely notices. Apparently shedding her one-of-the-guys, tomboy looks isn't enough. Looks like it's time to step up her game, even if it means looking for lessons in all the wrong places.
While Owen can't help but notice Maddie's stunning transformation, the truth is, he likes her just the way she is--polished up or dressed down. Like his playboy father, though, he's always been restless when it comes to women. Maddie's friendship is too important to risk hurting her.
When Maddie shows up at his door ready to rock his world, all his resistance crumbles. But in the back of his mind, the question remains...how can she trust him with her vulnerable heart, when he's not sure he can trust himself?
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October 10, 2011
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Excerpt from Take Me Home Tonight by Elle Kennedy
Owen could tell Maddie was still angry with him. Even the delicious dinner he'd had delivered--his treat--hadn't lifted her spirits. Their empty food cartons littered the desk, but neither of them had made a move to get back to work. They were sitting cross-legged on the hardwood floor, and he noticed she was fidgeting an awful lot, a scowl on her face.
"You can't still be mad at me," he finally sighed. "We're almost at the Rs. It'll only take another hour or so to finish." By then it would be ten-thirty, and too late for her to meet up with Wyatt. Mission accomplished.
To his surprise, she shook her head. "I'm not mad. I'm antsy. The after-dinner cigarette used to be my favorite, and the cravings for it are always the worst."
That startled him. He'd known Maddie had quit smoking a couple of years ago, but he hadn't realized she still got cravings. In fact, there were a lot of things he didn't know about her. What did she do when she left the office and went home in the evenings? He knew she watched football on Sundays, but he suddenly realized he had no clue what else she did for fun.
"But you wouldn't know," she grumbled. "Mr. Perfect here has never had a drag of a cigarette, has he?"
"Nope," Owen admitted proudly. "Jake smokes, though."
Looking interested, Maddie met his gaze for the first time in days. "When is he showing up, anyway? I haven't seen Jake in more than a year, maybe longer."
"He's flying in a few days before the wedding. He'll miss Nate's bachelor party tomorrow night, but at least he's coming home."
"It's so weird, how different you two are." She cocked her head in curiosity. "Were you ever tempted to join the Army when he enlisted?"
"Not in the slightest." He grinned ruefully. "Getting shot at isn't something I ever wanted to experience."
Maddie gasped. "Has Jake ever been shot?"
"Half a dozen times, at least. Ask him to show you the scars--he likes bragging about them."
He immediately regretted the remark as he remembered that several of his twin's scars were in places Maddie had no business looking. That weird jolt of possessiveness startled him, and the following rush of jealousy didn't help much either. He wished she didn't look so damn good in that yellow dress. She was no longer cross-legged, she now had her legs stretched out, and they were so long and smooth he curled both hands into fists to refrain from reaching out and touching all that silky skin.
He forced his eyes back to her face, noticing the faint blush on her cheeks. "Were you just checking out my legs?" she demanded.