After a close encounter of the sexy kind,Chloe discovers her wild side. . . .Plain-Jane Chloe Sinclair has never been bad . . . until she stumbles- literally-into the arms of a gorgeous stranger. To make matters worse, the morning after, her world is rocked completely off its axis when the sensual dreamboat turns out to be the man brought in to save the TV station where she works.Sterling Prescott is hard-driven, sexy as hell, and determined to take over the struggling KTEX TV. But all bets are off when the shameless wildcat who disappeared on him last night walks back into his life-acting like a squeaky-clean librarian. Life gets truly complicated, however, when Sterling decides to win more than the station-and to show her that being sexy isn't a sin.
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Excerpt from Sinfully Sexy by Linda Francis Lee
It never would have happened if she hadn't taken that quiz.
At least it never would have happened if she hadn't taken it and failed.
Chloe Sinclair, who had never failed a test in her life.
Granted, she hadn't been particularly serious when she took the Sexy! quiz, writing in her responses instead of choosing one of the multiple choice answers. Deep down she knew it was ridiculous to be upset, since she hadn't taken it seriously. More than that, what did an idiotic quiz like that really mean Nothing. She knew it. But what had started out as a joke had touched a nerve that she hadn't realized was raw.
Failing ' or perhaps the fact that she hadn't even tried to pass ' spoke to the reality of something deeper. She had given up on any sort of love life and devoted every ounce of energy to her job as station manager of KTEX TV. But as far as she was concerned, the cutthroat world of television programming and advertising revenue was a piece of cake compared to the convoluted labyrinth that was the male mind.
She was mature; men were not.
She wanted inspiring, intellectual dialogue; men wanted sex.
But she had promised herself that she wouldn't have sex again with any man until she knew it was right, until she knew that he was the man she was meant to be with. Which meant one, and only one, thing.
She hadn't had a lot of sex recently.
Given her answers on the Sexy! magazine quiz, she had to wonder if she'd ever have sex again.
Had she really filled in the second question with llama She suppressed an embarrassed cringe. Sure, llamas were an industrious animal, but she had also heard they spit.
As if that was the problem with her answer.
Earlier that evening, while getting ready for the cocktail reception for the Heart Association that was being held at the Hilton Hotel, Chloe had dressed in her usual, simple black cocktail dress that she wore to just that sort of business/social obligation. But when she had looked at herself in the entry hall mirror, taking in her straight shoulder-length dark hair cut in a sensible bob, her oversized glasses, and the bangs that made her look twelve instead of twenty-seven, she was reminded of her grandmother's constant refrain.