Luxe Glamour (The Glamour Series Book 5) by Maggie Marr

Author:Maggie Marr [Marr, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC027020 FICTION / Romance / Contemporary, FIC027240 FICTION / Romance / New Adult, FIC044000 FICTION / Contemporary Women
Publisher: NLA Digital LLC
Published: 2015-03-24T04:00:00+00:00

Trick

I pushed open the front door of the vet bungalow and stepped aside to let Sophia exit first. Oranges and mint wafted behind her. Her hair a silky mass of lush black. Trouble was dogging me and its name was Sophia Delgado Legend.

My heart thumped harder in my chest. Desire tightened and pulled upward from my groin. Damn. Now that we’d cut through the bullshit, her charm was winding its way around my heart.

Beauty and charm. A deadly combination for any man, but with my past? Sex was a gateway drug to good times and hard partying. I needed to focus—one minute at a time, one hour at a time, one day at time. Distractions were not something I needed right now. I had enough on my plate with running Pawtown and the upcoming film shoot.

“I’ll walk you back to your dorm,” I said, leading the way. It was almost 10 p.m. and Pawtown was safe, but dark. There were not a lot of lights along the gravel paths.

“Thanks.” Again she flashed me her killer high-watt smile. That smile had been on hiatus since the beginning of her stay here at Pawtown, but now, after being well fed and rescuing a dog, it seemed to be flashing toward me. Yeah, that smile could end me.

Her shoes scraped the gravel. She walked beside me, close enough that I could reach out and grasp her hand. I could stop. Turn her toward me. Press that body, that body with those breasts and the round curve of an ass, press all of Sophia to me, lean forward and kiss that mouth. That mouth that held words that went from sweet to sour to sweet again. I was interested. She was interested. Her body sent all kinds of signals with her smile, her closeness, her hands flipping her hair. But I was hesitant. Hell, I was fucking scared. Not of her and not of being with her. I could have her in my bed in fifteen minutes flat. Have her wet and ready and moaning in another ten. I could make her fucking scream my name. Getting women wasn’t my problem, pleasing them physically was easy. For me, the problem always came from making the wrong choice with wrong girl. I’d never got that right, and had never managed to create that kind of magic.

Was Sophia the right choice?

Probably not. She wanted most of the things I’d left behind in L.A. She wanted the fame and the photos and the fans and the attention. I shoved my hands into my back pockets. I angled away from her and put some cool night air between us and all this heat.

I had no intentions of returning to the Industry. I was fine making the occasional trip to help with publicity for Pawtown and acquire some much-needed donations. Other than that, I planned to avoid the place like the plague.

“So what kind of dog do you think Estrella is?” Sophia asked. She tilted her head toward me.

“I’m guessing a spaniel-lab mix with maybe some collie thrown in.

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