Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 2014
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One night changed destiny. Six years later, Ashley Turner is confronted by the anger and bitterness that has become her crutch. Scars have left her calloused and with an attitude as sour as vinegar served neat, keeping men at a necessary distance.
Real estate investor Sebastian Stone has a huge problem. The high-rise on Peachtree Street is a financial drain on his business. A personal tragedy left him void of a solution and harboring a grudge against women bigger than his salty alter ego.
Fate orchestrates a series of events that unite the two tortured souls, proving their chance acquaintance is anything but coincidence. Unhealed wounds, lies and betrayal at play between them cannot stop the forces of attraction.
To land the promotion Ashley wants and to save everything Sebastian has spent a lifetime building, they are bound by necessity to work together. Unhinged passion erupts, but revenge threatens the second chance at love that fate intended.
Ashley bit down on her bottom lip, remembering the taste of Sebastian’s sweet, salty lips. “Oh, I don’t think spontaneity is a problem for you.” Sebastian’s chuckle made her stomach flip-flop.
He pursed his lips. “I can’t take all the credit for my actions.” His eyes darkened. “We can’t keep our hands away from each other.” The glint in his eye indicated Sebastian shared as vivid a memory of the evening as she did.
“I’m just saying every date doesn’t have to be staged.”
“All right. No plans. You want to hang out with me? See where the night takes us?”
“Sure. I’d love to see what happens when Casanova lets spontaneity guide him.”
“Fine.” He twisted his lips, and turned the steering wheel hard to the left. The Jeep made a U-turn. “We haven’t eaten. Are you hungry?”
“Well, I didn’t get this curvy figure by eating air pie,” she said. Sebastian huffed.
“No, I suppose you didn’t.” He shot Ashley a sidelong glance.
She winced. “That was rude. I’m sorry.”
He shook his head. “No apology needed. I like your plainspoken honesty. I like that you speak your mind. And I especially like your curvy figure. No, air pie will not do.”
Ashley laughed. Being herself felt like being unshackled.
Sebastian pulled the Jeep into the parking lot. “I imagine people never wonder where they stand with you.” His dimpled grin her tonic, Ashley’s slumped shoulders lifted.
“Honesty is my gift to the world,” she raised convicted hands, shrugged her shoulders, and released a sigh. “And my personal burden.”
Fine lines creased the edges of his eyes. He cupped his chin. “You should never see your strength as a weakness. I admire your outspokenness.” He stared at her in puzzlement. “Beautiful independence,” he muttered under his breath. “That’s the way I see you.”
“Beautiful independence?” She frowned. Sebastian placed a hand on the door handle. “You’re strong. Independent. You can take care of yourself. I like that about you.”
Ashley smiled. Most men cowered at her confidence and didn’t have an appreciation for her quick tongue. Before she could respond, he jumped out the Jeep and slammed the door.
Despite his gruff exterior, Sebastian was chivalrous, opening doors and pulling out chairs. The sort of behavior that made a woman feel like a woman. Even a strong, independent woman like herself wanted a man like him. Mr. Chivalrous.
Excerpted from "Take Me Down (Suits in Pursuit) (Volume 3)" by Lauren H. Kelley. Copyright © 2014 by Lauren H. Kelley. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher. Excerpts are provided solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.
About the Author
Lauren is an active member of Romance Writers of America and lives in the Southeast.