Perilous Curves Collection (BBW Romance) by Christa Wick

Author:Christa Wick [Wick, Christa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Christa Wick
Published: 2013-08-22T04:00:00+00:00

Vegas Curves

I push my stool back from the Black Jack table, more than seven thousand dollars in chips sliding around inside my cup. My foot touches the floor just as I catch the flick of the dealer's eyes toward someone behind me. A heartbeat later, a hand firmly cups my elbow and I know I am busted.

Rule number 1 -- The House always wins.

Rule number 2 -- If the House isn't winning, you must be cheating.

The house is losing and, sure enough, I am cheating. Only getting caught this time means more than a trip to jail -- it means a dead sister.

"Miss Lafayette, that was quite a streak of luck." His grip tightening, my captor slowly draws me the rest of the way off the stool. "Genuinely stirring to watch."

With the mystery man knowing my name, I have zero chance of convincing him luck has anything to do with it. Still, I have to try -- Rose is counting on me.

Forcing a smile to my face, I turn to look at him.

Damn!

I suck a breath in, wondering why a Vegas casino would hire a male runway model to work security. The man holding my arm falls somewhere between smoldering hot and achingly beautiful despite the neatly trimmed beard and mustache.

Unable to stop myself, I drink in the thick black hair and dark chocolate eyes. My gaze drops, confirming my first impression as I note the tailored silk suit clothing his thick, muscular body.

Smoldering and achingly beautiful, he would have me creaming my plus-size panties if I wasn't one wrong step away from going to jail.

Right -- jail. Not tonight. Not ever if I can help it, but especially not tonight. Too much depends on my leaving the casino with the money I won.

Stunned by his looks, I had allowed my smile to slip. I jerk it back up, increasing the wattage as I take another calming breath in. Tilting my head, I shake it with amused confusion as I correct him on the name.

"Danielle Hilton." I attempt to extract my elbow from his steely grip so that I might offer my hand like the well-bred, innocent young lady I am pretending to be.

With his fingers expertly placed on opposing nerve centers, it takes him less than an ounce of pressure to change my mind. I let a nervous blink slip through but choke down my need to swallow. "But I'm glad you enjoyed the game."

"I enjoyed watching you." Smiling, he offers me his arm and I can't help but notice how his eyes glitter like smoky quartz. "We can discuss the fickle nature of luck after you're cashed out."

His deeply masculine voice sends a warm shiver down my spine. Every bit as rich and chocolatey as his dark eyes, the sound leaves me wondering what it would feel like to take him in my mouth and let him melt all over my tongue. The sensation of doing just that grabs me so completely that it takes at least five seconds for his words to sink in.

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