The sights and sounds of the storm calmed him. The rumble of thunder started up
again, and he saw lightning off in the distance. If his mind wasn't racing so
much, now would be the perfect time to crawl into bed and sleep. There was
something about a storm that always lulled him, but there was no way he could
sleep right now. He had to settle this situation in his mind. He ran a hand
through his hair and muttered a curse. How was he supposed to know what to do?
Either way he was going to lose Holly in some capacity. The businessman in him
knew that she was what kept him and his company going. The man in him, the one
who'd been in a state of arousal all damn day, wanted what he wanted and to hell
with the consequences. It shouldn't be this hard to have it all. If only Holly
were the kind of woman who would have a casual affair.
Feeling more confused than ever, Stephen walked back through the house to the
dining room for another brandy. Now he watched the storm through a front window
for a few minutes before going back to the living room to sit in the dark on one
of the sofas. The only light on was in his office; he'd shut off the kitchen
light when he grabbed his cell phone earlier. The occasional flash of lightning
lit up the place, but Stephen barely noticed.
For how long he sat there, Stephen had no idea. The grandfather clock in the
entrance hall was ticking, but it didn't register with him how many times it had
chimed. After some time, he noticed a movement out of the corner of his eye. He
turned his head and saw Holly tiptoeing toward the kitchen. Not wanting to
startle her, he sat quietly and let her get into the kitchen before following
He almost laughed out loud. Holly was sitting at the table, unwrapping a piece
of chocolate! He stood in the doorway watching her. She wore a white T-shirt of
his. It was huge on her, hitting her mid-thigh when she was standing, he was
sure. But now? While sitting at the table? It hugged her bottom and rode high up
her thighs, which looked amazing. His mouth watered. His hands twitched. He had
to let her know of his presence without scaring her and to find a way of making
light of the situation so that he didn't pounce on her.
Treading lightly into the kitchen, Stephen noticed that Holly was watching the
storm as he had earlier. A flash of lighting brought his reflection into the
window and made her scream out. To try to calm her, he said, "You wanted the
chocolates after all." His tone was light but quiet, and he hoped that she
wasn't too badly startled.
"Stephen! You scared me half to death! I thought you were back in the office."
"Nope, I'm done for the night like you said I should be. I'm trying to take your
advice and relax a little bit more." He came and sat across from her at the
table—a spot that was somehow never going to be the same after she left.
"Unfortunately, I have no idea what to do with myself, so I've been wandering
around in the dark."
Holly noticed the glass in his hand and nodded toward it. "What are you having?"
"Brandy. I was hoping it would help me fall asleep."
Silence. Holly nibbled on the dark-chocolate square and sighed. "I can't believe
I came down here for this. I mean, I ate a ton of food today, and yet
all I could do was lie in that continent of a bed thinking that I didn't have
any chocolate. How insane is that?"
"Continent of a bed?"
She gave a wicked smile, and Stephen's blood stirred. "Silly, I know, but that
bed is so darn huge that it reminds me of a small continent. A family of four
could sleep in that thing without touching each other!"
An image of Holly sprawled naked across the bed flashed in Stephen's mind with
the same brightness as the lightning outside. In his mind, however, it was his
bed that she was sprawled across, and he was touching her all over those silky
thighs he was trying not to stare at.
Holly finished her chocolate quickly and stood up. "Well, I think that should do
it." Looking at the bag, she reached down and grabbed one more piece. "Just in
"Sure." He stood and went to stand directly in front of her so that he could see
her more clearly in the darkened room as he looked down at her face. Her eyes
looked huge, and even in the dark, he could clearly see how the T-shirt did
little to hide what was underneath—which promised to be a spectacular body. Her
nipples had hardened to tight peaks, and he had to fight the urge to lean
forward so they would be touching.
Holly cleared her throat but couldn't make her feet move. "I guess I'll see you
in the morning." Looking up at him, she waited for his response. His eyes were
intently on hers, and while she should look away, she couldn't.
"I promised myself that I wouldn't ask you this," he began. His voice was low
and deep timbered. "But I have to know…have you given any more thought to our
work situation and what's going to happen come Monday?"
It was mild disappointment, she told herself, that he was asking her about work
and not about anything of a more…personal nature. "I…I haven't really thought
too much more about it. I still think it would be best for me to leave. I don't
want to be the topic of office gossip." She nervously chewed on her bottom lip,
willing him to stop staring. His eyes were drawing her in, making her want
things that she had no right to want, to yearn for things she shouldn't yearn
Inhaling deeply and closing his eyes briefly, Stephen knew what needed to be
done. It was inevitable, and he knew that the longer he put this off, the worse
it would get. Reaching out, he placed his hands on her shoulders, and Holly
thought he was going to pull her into his embrace as he had earlier in the day.
But he didn't. This time, it was more than mild disappointment.
"Well, I have thought about it, and I think it would be best if you did leave
"Oh," she whispered and finally looked away, down at her feet, willing them once
again to move and get her up to her room as quickly as possible before she lost
it and started to cry.
Stephen watched her head bow, chin to her chest, and waited to see if she would
say anything else, if she would demand to know why he had so suddenly changed
his mind. His hands were still on her shoulders, and if she moved even a tiny
bit, he would release her. But she didn't. She stood there, looking fragile and
hurt and more beautiful than he had ever noticed before. He'd seen her in suits,
he'd seen her in cocktail dresses and evening gowns, but for some reason, the
sight of her barefoot and in his basic white T-shirt had him wanting her like
he'd never wanted a woman before.
Finally looking back up at him, she seemed about to speak but thought better of
it. She licked her lips, and Stephen followed the path of her delicate pink
tongue with hungry eyes. She was killing him. He wanted her to speak, to say
something. But when, after several moments of silence, she didn't, Stephen did.
"Aren't you curious? Don't you want to know why?" Not trusting her voice not to
shake, Holly merely shook her head.
Taking his hands from her shoulders, he placed an index finger under her chin to
keep her looking at him. "I think you deserve to know."
"Stephen, please," she begged.
"If you were no longer my assistant, then we wouldn't have to worry about office
gossip like you mentioned earlier or what Will or Derek thought of our
relationship or anyone else for that matter. You wouldn't have to be looking
over your shoulder wondering if people were whispering about you or questioning
how you got the job or what we were doing together while working late or if we
were away on a business trip."
"You said that didn't matter since there was nothing going on. You said that I
was being crazy and dramatic about the whole situation. What…I don't understand.
What changed your mind?"
"This." With that, he bent his head and claimed her mouth with his.
Dealing with your boss is never easy...falling in love with him is even
In the Eye of the Storm
Holly Abrams can't believe her demanding...and unbelievably sexy...boss, Stephen
Ballinger, called her to pick him up at 2 A.M. in the middle of a tropical
storm. To make matters worse, the storm is too dangerous for her to make the
trek home. Forced to stay at his place to wait it out, their relationship
quickly turns passionate...but will it last past the thunder and lightning?
Catering to the CEO
Millionaire CEO Adam Lawrence knows how to get what he wants—in business and in
the bedroom. So when caterer Cassie Jacobs dares to best him on a deal, Adam
vows revenge. But when they get life-changing news that could bind them together
for years to come, Adam may have no choice but to change his ways...and open his
[Sourcebooks Casablanca, On Sale: April 3, 2018,
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New York Times and USA Today
Bestseller/contemporary romance writer Samantha Chase released her debut novel,
Jordan's Return, in November 2011. Although she waited until she was in her 40's
to publish for the first time, writing has been a lifelong passion. Her
motivation to take that step was her students: teaching creative writing to
elementary age students all the way up through high school and encouraging those
students to follow their writing dreams gave Samantha the confidence to take
that step as well.
When she's not working on a new story, she spends her
time reading contemporary romances, playing way too many games of Scrabble or
Solitaire on Facebook and spending time with her husband of 25 years and their
two sons in North Carolina.
There was a storm scene in book I read as a teen that had me feeling like I was there. I wish I could remember the book now. LOL Thank you. (Patti Pusateri 5:31pm April 4)
Hmmm, during a blizzard, the heroine finds her way to the hero's cabin... sparks fly! :) (Colleen Conklin 6:26pm April 4)
I can't recall the title but it was an office romance and at one point there was a scene where hero and heroine were in a basement waiting out a tornado warning. (G. Bisbjerg 10:58pm April 4)
I have read a lot of storm romances... My favorites have to be winter storm scenes. It is cold, they need a fire and they are snowed in... Cause people to interact with each other be it a boss/employee love/hate ect. Always has great tension and heat. (Jeannie Platt 12:09pm April 6)
Office romances are complicated but intriguing. Marilyn (Marilyn Collins 7:36pm April 6)
love any story that causes H and h to be sbowbound. even more fun is when they really don't like each other, but then the power goes out...! (Sandy Haber 7:26pm April 7)
I guess I haven’t read that many books with storm scenes in them because I do not have a favorite storm scene. (Jackie Wisherd 11:51pm April 7)
I like the romances with a tornado. It might be because I was born and raised in Kansas so I can relate. (Melanie Rosen 3:14am April 8)
I love to watch a storm from inside a warm house. (Gloria Zimmer 5:19am April 8)
I enjoy ones where someone breaks down during the middle of a blizzard or severe storm and of course the hero of the story comes to the rescue. (Margaret Yelton 11:37am April 8)
The book/movie The Perfect Storm.
Rocki St Claire featured a trilogy with a hurricane in Florida. category books
I've lived through 3 hurricanes so I can relate to them.
I also had a tornado come within a half mile of my house. It was on the ground for 21 miles. We were very lucky. (Laurie Gommermann 4:56pm April 8)
There's something about a storm in a romance novel where the man and woman come together to comfort each other, which usually brings out feelings for one another, they never knew they had before, and if you add a cozy blanket and fireplace it gets really steamy! (Kate Decelles 12:07pm April 9)
Oh, hot, steamy, forbidden office romance all with a winter blizzard. WOW !!! The book's cover alone would have me picking this book up to read. I was at work and my mother called me to say that the roads were snow bound and I should try to make it to my Aunt's house for the night. When the store closed at nine that night, we were snowed in and could get our cars out of the parking lot. It was a furniture store that I worked in and the owner just said to call family and let them know we were safe and sleeping in the store. It was the most fun, and yet scary with all the groans of the building at night. We got paid overtime too as well. I'm smiling :) (Rosemary Simm 3:30pm April 9)
My late husband was frantically taking pictures of an enormous electrical storm, tons of lightening strikes, and was so excited. Then, much to our dismay, we found no film in his Nikon! :( (Kathleen Bylsma 4:28pm April 9)
Since I got caught a little off guard by your question, the first thing that popped into my head was "Singing in the Rain" with Gene Kelly!! Not exactly a steamy book, but it still leaves you with a smile on your face when he's done dancing that famous number in the street!! The excerpt from your book was amazing, and I'm looking forward to reading it!! Congratulations!! (Peggy Roberson 4:36pm April 9)
The storm scenes from the movie Twister always make me uneasy. The sheer power of the wind is unbelievable. And I can't imagine being stuck in a storm cellar not knowing what kind of devastation is taking place above you. (Nancy Marcho 5:02pm April 9)
The Perfect Storm was an amazing movie. (Debra Guyette 8:39pm April 9)