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A Silken Seduction
by Janet Lane Walters
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Megan had a set of life rules that she had to constantly remind herself of whenever Steve Morgan was around. From the time he'd come to work at the magazine, she'd wanted him in the worst kind of way. The problem was, she wanted forever and Steve only wanted for a while. Rating: Carnal--adult situations.
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: March 2009
 
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [87 KB]
Words: 17896
Reading time: 51-71 min.
"Done." Megan Blakefield closed her laptop and sank back in her chair. Move, she told herself. "Friday at last." Unlike her siblings and co-workers she refused to use the cliché. And unlike most of them she had no plans for the weekend beyond reviewing her rules of life. Should she scrap them and start anew? They certainly hadn't taken her to the place she desired, a home settled by the man of her dreams. What she'd received as a reward for obeying those rules was a handful of failed relationships. Her hands dropped to her lap. The next issue of Good Lookin' was at the printer's, a perfect ending to an intense week of work and a very long day. She yawned. The office door opened. One of her brothers stepped inside. "Good, you're still here." She looked up. "No, it's my ghost." "I need a favor." "Sure." She wanted to bite her tongue a moment too late. She'd just tramped on one of the rules. Know what you're agreeing to before you make a commitment or you'll find yourself in trouble. "Thanks. You can pick up Steve Morgan at the airport tonight. His flight arrives around nine." "Wait a minute." Megan's shoulder muscles tensed. Once more she had leaped into the steaming kettle. She stared at her brother. What did his smile mean? Was this some kind of sick joke? "You want me to do what?" "Go to the airport and meet Steve's plane." He spoke each word as though addressing a child. "I'm the last person he would want to see. Remember the scene I created three weeks ago?" Though she hadn't yelled her accusations, she had definitely made them. She would never forget Steve's reaction. After a flash of angry denial he had laughed and resigned. "Come on. Steve doesn't hold a grudge. Kiss and make up. He would like that." "Right." Megan glared at her brother. She couldn't tell him or anyone about the impact of her first meeting with the photographer. He's the one, her body had signaled. You're crazy, the sane part of her had yelled. The inner debate still raged every time she saw him. And her body reacted in the same way. She blushed and his knowing green eyes showed he read the strength of the attraction. Then he made another teasing remark that increased her unease. Most of the time she avoided him, but how she felt hadn't changed. "Remember how he reacted when I accused him of leaking the details of my exclusive interview to that witch at Beauty Spot?" Mark chuckled. "Yeah, I do. He resigned. Then Allie explained how you shoot first and regret at leisure. He stayed. He even looks on the incident as a joke." Mark put his hands on her desk and leaned forward. "You never explained why you thought he was the culprit." Because she hadn't wanted to believe the man she'd been dating was the one that had been the person to leak the information. "They had a relationship." Mark hooted. "They had a fling. At the time you jumped to that conclusion she was a month behind him."
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