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About Bonding Games:
Former Navy SEAL Josh Steele gets tasked with a babysitting mission—watch over his boss’s daughter—a job he can only describe as hell. But when his assignment takes him to a tropical island, and he begins to see another side of Holly Fairfax, attraction sizzles between them—but he knows better than to risk his job for it.
Holly can’t believe that underneath those baggy clothes tech-guru Josh Steele is all ripped abs and sexy hotness. Ignoring said hotness is tough, especially since she has to work with him on the team-building exercises her boss has assigned if she wants a coveted promotion. It’s even harder when she discovers being around Josh brings out her naughty side – one she didn’t know she had.
But if she cracks the code on his cover, everything they’ve built could come crashing down.
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EXCERPT
She wiggled
in his arms and a surge of pleasure shot through him. “Josh, really. I’m fine.”
“You might
want to stop moving like that,” he bit out between clenched teeth.
“What? Why?”
His nerves
twisted. “Just take my word on it, okay.”
She slipped
lower in his arms, and he groaned as her hip rubbed against his cock. Her head
snapped up, and her eyes widened when they met his. Her body visibly shook as
sexual energy arced between them. “Oh,” she said on a breathless whisper. Her
warm breath fluttered over his bare flesh, and he felt it all the way to his
groin.
“Yeah, oh.”
She schooled
her features, but she wasn’t fooling anyone, least of all him. Something potent
had passed between them when she’d jumped into the pool to save him. She could
pretend otherwise all she wanted, but her expressions were transparent. But
even if she did act on what was happening between them, he was not going to
give in to his urges.
“Maybe you
should put me down, then,” she said.
“No, and I’m
not leaving you, Holly.” She opened her mouth, but he cut her off. “Protest all
you want, but I know there can be after effects from a sting, and until I know
you’re okay, you’re stuck with me.”
“So, you’re
just going to sit in my room and watch me for the next couple hours?”
“Yes,” he
said, unless, of course, she had other ideas about how to pass the time.
Cool it, dude.
“You’re
wasting your time if you ask me.”
“Nothing
better to do.” Given that it was a small sting, and there wasn’t much swelling,
he was ninety-nine percent certain that she’d be fine, but he still wasn’t
leaving her. It wasn’t just the SEAL in him that wanted to protect her. It was
the man.
One small
hand splayed over his chest, holding on as he wove through the paths, taking a
shortcut to her villa. His muscles shifted and bunched under her soft touch,
and she gave a little breathy sigh. Her warm breath fell over him and stroked
all the way to his cock. He dipped his head, her lips so close to his all he
had to do was inch forward for a taste. Why
is it, again, I can’t have her?
Oh, right, she’s the boss’s daughter and I’m here to protect her!
Flustered,
he picked up the pace, and when he reached her villa, he rushed up the three
flights of stairs. “Key card,” he said when he reached her door.
She pursed
her lips. “Why don’t you just hack into it like you did at the clinic.”
“If that’s
what you want.”
He set her
down, and as she balanced on one leg, he pulled her against him to provide
support. Digging his knife from his pocket, he pulled open a blade, slid it
into the crack of the door, and jimmied the lock until the door open.
She shook
her head. “Ohmigod, is it really that easy?”
“It’s really
that easy,” he said.
After
opening the door, he stepped into her room and carried her to the bed. But
seeing her sitting there, looking up at him with those big, brown eyes, was
more than he could take.
As desire
slammed into him, he turned and plunked himself down in the chair by the
window, determined to get his shit together and keep his distance.
“If you
insist on staying, you might want to put a shirt on,” she bit out, but as soon
as the words left her mouth, she seemed like she wanted to gobble them back up.
“Wait, I mean…”
Hyperaware
of the way she kept looking at him, he asked, “You mean what?”
“I have the
air conditioning on high. You’re going to freeze.”
“I’m fine.”
“Suit
yourself.” She stood, hobbled to the thermostat, and dropped the temperature
even more. “Actually, I find it a bit hot in here.”
With his
gaze latched on the lush curve of her ass he said, “Me, too.”
She spun to
face him, and he sat there, completely still, as they glared at each other.
Hand on her hip, she asked, “Just how long do you plan to stay?”
“Until I
know you’re okay.”
Her chin
lifted a little higher. “I’m fine.”
Stubborn.
“Maybe
you’re hot because you have a fever?” he said. “Did you ever think of that?”
“I don’t
have a fever.”
“Then why
are you hot?”
“I just am.
You just said you were hot, too. Maybe you
have a fever.”
“Maybe I do.” Oh, he had a fever all right. He was burning up
inside—for her.
About Cathryn Fox:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter but loves to spend time writing page-turning books that her readers will love.
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