There comes a time when you've had enough and can't take any more. For Christine Graham this time arrives as she is prepared to walk down the aisle. Not knowing what else to do, she runs.
Grayson Rothschild doesn't know what went wrong, but he's determined to make things right and get his bride back where she belongs, at his side. The answer lies in the hands of his best man, Jamie, and a shared night of hedonistic passion.
A hot tub, champagne, two men and one woman--bring them all together for one night of sexual indulgence, and you just might pave a path to happiness.
Publisher Note: Enough has been previously published elsewhere. The book has been substantially expanded and revised from its original release.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Enough by Nicole Austin
"The water looks wonderful. Mind if I join you?" His deep, titillating voice flowed over Christine like warm molasses, thick and slow.
No matter who he was, for some reason she didn't feel frightened. His confident, relaxed manner made it seem as if he belonged there. And, of course, Reginald was nearby, so there really was no harm in talking with the handsome hunk of man. Right?
She nodded her head, silently agreeing with her own thoughts.
Letting her eyes wander in a brazen assessment, she drank in every magnificent detail. He had an aristocratic air about him and she presumed he'd grown up around money. Shiny, raven-black hair lay in thick, stylized layers framing a strong face. His eyes were dark, mysterious pools above his elegant slash of a nose and firm, masculine lips gracing a chiseled, shadowed jaw. Broad shoulders led to his sculpted chest, covered with a smattering of crisp, dark hair she couldn't help but imagine running her fingers through.
So different from Gray, whose dark blond, shaggy locks remained in a perpetual state of disarray. Gray's blue eyes shone brightly and he was casual in both appearance and attitude, unlike most of his friends. All in all, her hunky fianc? was no less stunning than the refined man she currently studied. In fact, Christine thought his laid-back ways made Gray even more appealing.
Her eyes slid lower, taking in the ripple of muscle over his solid, washboard stomach. The small white towel hung low on trim hips, just reaching the top of heavily muscled thighs. All the delicious male flesh left exposed to her gaze held the rich, dark tones of someone who spent a lot of time outdoors in the sun. He looked like an athlete. Maybe he was like Gray, someone who enjoyed getting hot and sweaty, even a little dirty.
She felt a bit guilty for admiring the Adonis who patiently stood waiting for her response, but hell, she'd have to be dead not to notice such a hot guy.
"I-um...sure," she finally stammered, not knowing what else to say when, at that moment, her brain had chosen to go on vacation.
Her hand slapped over her mouth, smothering a delighted gasp when he dropped the towel and stood before her magnificently, one hundred percent stark naked.
Rising proud and powerful from a thatch of dark, curly hair was a long, thick shaft of steel aimed directly at her like a weapon. One she'd enjoy having pierce the thrumming flesh between her legs.
The scoundrel stood there, allowing her to look her fill, before easing into the swirling water and settling onto the bench with a deep, pleasure-filled sigh.
"Oh yes. Wonderful!"
Come on, brain, think. Say something, stupid.
"Umm...who are you, handsome?" she blurted out.