Thanks s is the first book by this author that I’ve read.
Christopher Colby and Quinn Cordell are both adult children of high-powered heads of hotel chains. The two companies merge but there is some animosity between the families about the way it happened.
Both Quinn and Christopher challenge each to be the best at their jobs. There is no smooth sailing in many instances between these two.
The characters are described with good detail and the storyline is sound however I felt there was some repetition and not as much meat, to get your teeth into, as there could have been in this story.
In saying that it was an enjoyable read with likeable characters- except Millicent! Well there has to be a baddie somewhere to balance it out! 😉
Reviewed by Robyn
LLEP Review Team
“Right away, the story grabbed my attention and I couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.” – Reader Review
“I loved this book, Quinn and Christopher matched each other perfectly.” – Goodreads Reviewer
“Is this your first time?” He tilted his head curiously.
“I think this is a mistake . . .”
He peered at me for a moment, grinned a bit slyly, and walked straight up to me. “I’m already late. Whatever he offered, I will double it. That should wipe out any doubts in that beautiful head of yours.” His eyes then strayed over my body, hovering at my chest, before locking with mine. “That dress is too long. The gift shop downstairs should have a shorter one for you to wear.”
“What’s wrong with my dress?” The floor-length, strapless, black dress had just come off a renowned Milan runway. I was of average height at 5’5,” and it was made for taller women, although it had been altered to fit me perfectly. It gave my slim physique some curves, and my back looked amazing with my chestnut hair piled high on my head.
How dare he insult me!
The man then circled around, stopping behind me; I could feel the warmth of his body on my naked back as he whispered into my ear. “It’s not easy access for a fu—”
“Excuse you!” I stressed, slack-jawed and a little turned on. He almost rendered me speechless.
I stared ahead, watching his reflection in the window, as I felt the hairs on my neck stand up. The back of his hand drifted down my arm as he continued to speak. “I need you wet at all times tonight. You are to be willing at any moment—whether it’s in the bathroom, against a wall, on the kitchen counter, or along the pool deck.” His eyes flicked straight ahead, meeting mine in the reflection. “Or maybe up against a window.”
I inhaled a shaky breath when he whispered those last words.
I looked away from his intense glare, and before I could say another word, he was gone. He strode out of the room yelling that he would see me downstairs and closed the door behind him.