By Stephanie Bond
So Carlotta Wren's existence hasn't grew to become out as she'd deliberate. She didn't plan for her mom and dad to bypass bail for a white-collar crime, leaving her to elevate her brother. She didn't plan on having the silver spoon ripped from her mouth and forgoing university to paintings retail. She didn't plan on her blue-blood fiance dumping her. and he or she didn't plan on nonetheless being unmarried ten years later, operating at Neiman Marcus, without thought the place her fugitive mom and dad are. yet she's coping. Until...
...her lovely brother is arrested, and the hunky cop comes to a decision to reopen her parents' case.
...her brother turns into a physique mover for the morgue, and his attractive boss will get Carlotta involved.
...her former fiance's spouse (a solid buyer) is murdered, fingering Carlotta.
With 3 males in her existence, Carlotta has further motivation to aid bag a assassin to maintain her personal well-dressed physique from being subsequent at the list!
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For a second she thought about how odd that remark sounded, but the fog in her brain kept her from focusing on the strangeness. His fingers traced spirals on the back of her neck. His tongue flicked at the corners of her mouth, never settling long enough for her to retaliate. Chills and flames chased each other up and down her body. Now the hand that chained hers began teasing tender spots on the inside of her wrist, places she'd never imagined as erogenous zones. He seemed to be feeling her pulse, the way she had tried to feel his.
You caught me off guard—took advantage—" Aware of the hot flush on her cheeks, she wanted to hide from his heavy-lidded gaze. " "Really? " "How should I know? I don't know you, and I don't have the slightest idea what you're up to. " Max's politely blank stare implied that her rant was too far-fetched to bother answering. " Using the couch as a support, Linnet pulled herself to her feet. "Come on, do you think I'm that dumb? " Her head swam. " He caught her elbow as she stumbled. " The room whirled when she took a step.
Max couldn't have any personal interest in her. He had to concentrate on finding his brother's killer. Just as she ought to keep her mind on Deanna, not on erotic fantasies. In fresh shorts and blouse, with the ankh pendant again in place around her neck, she peeked through the half-open door. Max lay on his back with the sheet drawn up to midchest. His eyes were closed. Could he be asleep already? Linnet tiptoed into the bedroom and flipped through the guest services directory. She ordered a sandwich—chicken salad, surely bland enough for anyone—and a diet cola.