Event planner Zoe Burkhart’s biggest event–the upcoming celebrity wedding of the year—is going to kill her. Nothing is ready—including the chapel. So she heads to the local bar and ends up venting her frustrations to a handsome stranger. The more they talk, the sexier he becomes, and it isn’t long before her Screaming Orgasm cocktail turns into the real thing. But in the morning, she learns that it’s his construction company that’s put her job on the line.Playboy turned construction boss, Tate Carrington, is going crazy trying to please the diva bride-to-be. But he’s sure attracted to wedding planner. One night with her isn’t nearly enough. When she offers him a sexy deal—one he knows will land her back in his bed–he believes it’s a win-win situation.That is, until he starts wanting more than just her body. Now he wants her heart, and everyone knows that whatever Tate Carrington wants, he gets…
“Come on. What are you waiting for?” He splashed some water over the edge of the spring, soaking her calves.
Damn, he looked good. Jumping into the water probably wasn’t the smartest move she could make, but it looked so inviting. What was the harm in having a little fun?
“Better look out. Here I come!” Flashing Tate a determined look, she peeled off her clothes and cannonballed into the lake next to him, making sure he took the full brunt of the splash.
“What the hell was that?” he said when she came up for air.
“That was for getting me wet. And that—” She pushed water at his face. “Was for not giving me any warning about the bet.”
“You’re just a sore loser.” He splashed her again.
“Two out of three.”
“You’re on.”
Time seemed to move in reverse. Zoe forgot all her obligations and responsibilities, and once again, became a teenager, having a good time on a hot summer night. As they chased each other around the spring, splashing each other and laughing, she couldn’t remember the last time she had so much fun.
“Wait!” Tate finally cried when she cornered him underneath the waterfall.
“You give up?” she asked as she scooped up another handful of water.
“Never!” He dragged her under the falling water, laughing as she sputtered and wiggled to get out of his grasp. His grip was firm, and despite her struggles, he was able to pull her behind the waterfall and into a small, secluded alcove. She laughed as she pushed him back under the waterfall, then collapsed against the side of the large rock formation in exhaustion.
“Okay, you win,” he said as he came out of the rushing water. “Ice cream is on me.”
“I want two scoops,” she said as he closed the distance between them.
“Fine.”
“With hot fudge. And cherries.”
“And whipped cream?” he asked as he grabbed her waist and spun her around in the water. Instinctively, she clung to his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his middle, desperate to try to stabilize herself.
“Yes! Lots of whipped cream.”
He stopped spinning, but continued to hold her close. Zoe could feel his growing erection pressing against her thigh. “I like whipped cream.”
The mischievous look in his eyes changed, shifting into something more intense and hungry. Zoe’s body responded, becoming hot and needy despite the cool temperature of the water.
“I like it, too.” She shifted her gaze to his lips, remembering how good they felt on her skin last night. More than anything, she wanted to feel them again, to lose herself in him like she had done in the honeymoon hut.
“Zoe.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers. The kiss was so gentle, so perfect, that Zoe felt like weeping with happiness. She tightened her grip on his shoulders and parted her lips, inviting him deeper...
A lifetime New Englander, Suzanne married her college sweetheart and has been with him for over twenty years. Every summer she drags her husband and two daughters to Maine on a quest for the perfect lobster dinner. Every fall she can be found down in Foxboro, Massachusetts cheering on her favorite football team. In between those trips, she’s a chauffeur, a maid, a chef, an event planner, a hairdresser, a wardrobe stylist, a tutor and a sometimes masseuse. To keep her sanity, she often drinks copious amounts of coffee and stares at the blank screen of her laptop, dreaming of great adventures. Sometimes she even writes them down for others to enjoy.
Suzanne is represented by Deidre Knight of The Knight Agency and writes mainstream romances under the pen name Ava Conway.
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