Grounds for Seduction
by Shelli Stevens
Publication Date: March 27, 2017
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Select, Contemporary, Romance
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SYNOPSIS:
Madison Phillips is focused on making her new coffee shop a success. She also wouldn’t mind if the sexiest cop in Seattle, Gabriel Martinez, would start seeing her as more than just his best friend’s little sister. When her shop gets robbed and she’s the only one who can identify the increasingly violent Espresso Bandit, Gabe’s there to keep her safe. Having Gabe act as her personal bodyguard is certainly no hardship, and Maddy’s ready to try anything to tempt him into providing some hands-on protection.
EXCERPT #2
Damn. She would have to make the
drinks. What a way to lose a new customer.
“Hello,” she called out and glanced up. “What can I—
Oh, it’s you.” Her tone lost all trace of friendliness as the chaotic emotions
from Sunday resurfaced.
Obviously, Gabe was working, because he was dressed
in his police uniform. Gun, badge, tight pants, and all. And, Lord, he looked
good in it.
“Don’t you have some bad guys to chase or
something?” she queried with false innocence. “Or if this is your break,
shouldn’t you be at the local donut shop?”
“Out to draw blood this morning, aren’t we, Maddie?”
And he still insisted on calling her Maddie. She
forced a smile. She might be trying to get him into bed, but that didn’t mean
she had to forgive him for Sunday night.
“Can I get you anything?”
His eyes darkened, and she realized she’d said the same
thing to him on Sunday. And look what it had led to.
“I want to apologize,” he admitted after a moment.
“Again.”
“All right.” She gave a slight nod and then her
smile widened. “Let me make you a mocha.”
There was a flicker of panic in his eyes and reveled
in it as she started to prepare the shot for his drink.
“I thought you had some other girl working with
you,” he asked, an obvious attempt to sound casual. “Someone else who was
making the drinks?”
“Oh, yeah.” She gestured out the door. “She’s on her
lunch and just ran to get food. But you seemed to like mine on Sunday?”
She’d meant her statement to have a double meaning,
and he must have noticed it.
“Well, I sure as hell liked your outfit better on
Sunday.” His voice had dropped an octave as he took a step closer to the
counter.
“Aprons are practical.” She added chocolate syrup
and the grated chocolate to the drink. “I’m impressed. I thought I might have
scared you off after what happened.”
“You kicked me out.”
“You deserved it.” She handed him the mocha. “I made
it to go. I’m sure you have a route to be patrolling or something.”
He took the mocha with a tight smile and reached for
his wallet. “How much do I owe you?”
“It’s on the house.”
“Maddie—Madison,” he corrected. “I just wanted to
make sure there weren’t any hard feelings about Sunday. I mean, I don’t want
this to affect my relationship with you and your family.”
“Oh, it won’t.” She put on her most saccharine
smile. “I have no problem with having you—my brother’s best friend—give me an
orgasm. Even if you seem to. And I have no plans to tell my family about it,
either. So, look at that, we’re fine.”
He seemed skeptical. “So all is forgiven and
forgotten?”
“Yes and no. Yes, you’re forgiven.” Madison stepped
out from behind the counter and took the few remaining steps that separated
them. “And, no, nothing’s forgotten,” she whispered against his ear, pressing
herself against him.
“Maddie.” He groaned.
“I see, or feel, that I missed out on quite a bit
Sunday.” She stepped back and smiled. “You are nowhere near being forgotten.”
ABOUT SHELLI STEVENS
Shelli is a New York Times Bestselling Author who read her first romance novel when she snatched it off her mother’s bookshelf at the age of eleven. One taste and she was forever hooked. It wasn’t until many years later that she decided to pursue writing stories of her own. By then she acknowledged the voices in her head didn’t make her crazy, they made her a writer. Shelli currently lives in the Pacific Northwest with her daughter. She’s a compulsive volunteer, and has been known to spontaneously burst into song.
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