Monica Campbell used to be a wild childâ€”as in practically feralâ€”that kind of
But sheâ€™s changed her ways. She works for the cancer foundation named after her
mother, she wears serious clothes, and dates normal men with steady paychecks.
most of all, she steers clear of bad boys like Calum Hughes.
Normally, that wouldnâ€™t be a problem. Calâ€™s a nomad by nature, unless heâ€™s
restoring a vintage car. Then heâ€™s off again, tearing through the jungles of
or walking the streets of Prague. But by some sick twist of fate, Calâ€™s shown
in Vegas, when Monicaâ€™s resistance to inappropriate men is at its weakest.
Cal decides to take full advantage of that. He met Monica five years ago, when
used to be fun. Now sheâ€™s all serious and stodgy. Determined to set her
Cal maps out a campaign to tempt Monica into embracing her wild side once more.
Does that include sneaking off in public for a quick snog? Oh, absolutely.
Excerpt From HIS KIND OF TROUBLE
Just then, the waiter started heading their way. He set the dishes before them
gave a few more details about dessert. â€śCan I get you anything else?â€ť
Cal stood and removed his wallet. He shoved a couple of bills in the manâ€™s
â€śWe both need to make a phone call. Is there a room around here we can use, an
office or a private loo?â€ť
Looking down at the cash, the waiter nodded. â€śThereâ€™s a supply closet in the
bathroom hallway.â€ť He looked around as he slipped a key out of his pocket.
â€śThanks, mate.â€ť Cal patted the manâ€™s shoulder and grabbed Monicaâ€™s hand.
her from the table, he ignored her expression of horror as he strode through
restaurant, hauling her behind him.
In the darkened hallway, past the loos, he found the narrow door. Without
her time to make a dash, he slipped the key into the lock and had them inside
â€śCal, this is ridiculous.â€ť
He flipped on the light and glanced around at the rolls of paper products.
stood with her back to the door, staring at him with wide eyes.
Flattening both hands on either side of her head, he hemmed her in with his
â€śTell me your heartâ€™s not racing right now. Tell me this isnâ€™t fun.â€ť
She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Then she stuck her chin in the air
stared at his nose. â€śThis isnâ€™t fun.â€ť
â€śIf you want to go, I wonâ€™t stop you. But if you stay, I intend to kiss you
thoroughly. And Iâ€™m going to touch you. Here.â€ť He moved one hand and placed it
over her breast.
Monica glanced around the room. â€śI canâ€™t believe youâ€™re doing this. Weâ€™re too
to make out in a supply closet.â€ť
â€śWe canâ€™t very well do it at the table. The other diners wouldnâ€™t be able to
concentrate on their entrees. So what do you want to do, Monica?â€ť He swept his
lips over her cheek. â€śStay?â€ť He trailed tiny kisses up to those four freckles
scattered above her eyebrow. â€śOr go?â€ť
She placed her hands on his chest, her fingers restless as they turned inward,
like talons, and skittered down to his waist. â€śStay.â€ť It was barely a whisper,
her lips hardly moved. But it was enough.
Before she could say anything else, Cal placed his hands around her waist. The
fabric of her jacket was stiff and unyielding. He very slowly slanted his body
over hers, and angling his head, began to nibble the side of her neck above her
collar. She smelled heavenlyâ€”sweet, yet spicy. Her skin was silk against his
A strand of her hair tickled his forehead.
Monicaâ€™s body remained tense for a few moments, but gradually, as Cal ran his
across her jaw, she relaxed and slid her hands up to his shoulders. Letting out
soft sigh, she tilted her head, giving his lips better access.
Yes. Heâ€™d been waiting five long years for this. Another go at Monica Campbell.
Not his top pick for locale, but heâ€™d take it. That girl in the garden had been
eager and out of control. He wanted to make her that way again.
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Monica Campbell may have a history as a wild child, but she's changed her
She's respectable, responsible-and, most importantly, she's sworn off bad boys.
That is, until Callum Hughes roars back into her life with his sexy British
and killer smile.
Cal remembers every steamy moment he shared with Monica, but he barely
the straight-laced woman she's become. Determined to lure Monica into letting
of her inhibitions, Cal will use every trick he knows to fire her blood and
her body...reminding her just how good it can feel to be bad-and his.
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