Japanese art expert Megan Michiko O'Malley has many talents, but seduction isn't one of them. Yet after meeting a sexy stranger at a wedding, not only does she have an impromptu romp in the upstairs bedroom, but it's the most sensual sex she's ever had.
Meg might have slipped out of Rick Sokol's bed without leaving her real name or phone number, but that won't stop him from finding her. He isn't one of the best private investigators for nothing. Besides, he needs her expertise.
He's just discovered an erotic Japanese pillow book and is hoping Meg will be his study partner!
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January 01, 2007
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Excerpt from Her Book of Pleasure by Marie Donovan
"NO WAY. I AM NOT interested." Megan Michiko O'Malley stared at her friend in horror.
"I mean it. If you had any kindness in your heart, you wouldn't do that to me."
It wasn't every day Meg saw an elegantly gowned bride cluck and flap her elbows. After one last loud hen imitation, Rey Martinson grinned. "Superstitious, are we?"
"No!" Meg busied herself with shoving the detritus left by the other bridesmaids into one big pile on the vanity table. They could sort out their own lipsticks and eye shadows. "It's only a little bouquet of flowers, not a magic wand to conjure Mr. Perfect."
"There is someone for you, Meg. And he'll probably appear out of thin air when you don't expect him."
Meg rolled her eyes. "It's been so long, I'll probably forget what to do with him."
"Call me if you can't remember." Rey laughed. "But not tonight. It's my wedding night."
"So I guess we have to get you married first." Meg took a deep breath. She'd just grin and bear it like a good maid of honor. "And then the bouquet toss at the reception."
"Great! Stand in the front row, and I'll throw it straight to you. But watch out for my cousin, Inga. She played field hockey in boarding school."
"Jeez, Rey. Should I get a mouthguard so she doesn't knock my teeth loose?"
"You're much shorter than Inga, so I'll toss it low."