Brandy Kayne
ASIN: B06XXFZYCG
Publisher: Sinspired
Pages: 106
Sari Coventry sipped her coffee and cursed that Brady Thompson had caught her gawking at him. One look at the bulge in his cutoffs was enough to make her weak in the knees and wet between the thighs. Brady Thompson had a body to die for–full lips; crystal-blue eyes; dark chocolate hair; and rock-solid muscles baked to a golden tan. Whether dressed in a suit and tie, or tight, faded denim riding low on his hips, the man was sexy as hell. Sari would die of embarrassment if he ever learned that he had been the sole inspiration of her upcoming novel of erotic, sensual fantasies.Brady Thompson smiled a knowing smile. If Sari knew that he had hacked into her email, and every file associated with her manuscript, she would cream those pretty lace panties of hers. He had read each of her deepest, darkest fantasies, and now he aimed to fulfill each one of them. He had purchased the duct tape, the ...