Seducing the Playboy (A Hot Nights Series Book) (Entangled Brazen) by Amanda Usen

Author:Amanda Usen [Usen, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: older brother, enemies to lovers, Food, best friend, Romance, chef, Erotic, contemporary romance
Amazon: B00K48N6ZY
Goodreads: 22055054
Publisher: Entangled: Brazen
Published: 2014-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

By Saturday, Jenna was losing her ever-lovin’ mind. Roman met her in the kitchen every night after service, and they baked until morning. Being near him was agony—and ecstasy. Every time she caught a whiff of heat rising from his skin, she wanted to tackle him to the kitchen floor, but she refused to give him any reason to think they couldn’t pull this off when he already had so many doubts. There was too much at stake, and they had too much work to do. So much work she’d made a list and broken it down into days just to have a prayer of getting it all done. When the cream puffs hit the plates in Vegas, it was go time. Until then, Roman was right. They needed to haul ass in the kitchen and keep their minds on the job.

She pored over her lists, ignoring the scent of sugar on his skin, the most potent aphrodisiac she had ever encountered. She made more lists, making sure they had every ingredient they would need to create the desserts, coolers and icepacks to transport them, and tools to serve them. She’d gotten over her jealousy of Alex, but she’d be damned if she’d ask the other woman for equipment or ingredients.

Each time she crossed an item off that night’s list, her anticipation grew, knowing Roman would drive her home and kiss her on the front porch: deep, soft kisses that began slow, blasted her to the stars, then brought her back down to earth in time to stagger into the house before Barb and Devon got up.

It was her favorite part of each day.

Neither one of them tried to take it any further. An accord had grown between them. They were working toward the same goals—great food at the Beach House, a seamless dessert for Vegas, and an ending to their standoff. But she was still going bonkers.

As she sat on the bus on the way to the Beach House, she relived how his hands had felt in her hair last night, the way he had cupped her cheek, caressed her lip with his thumb, and then followed the motion with his tongue. A warm wave of desire weakened her muscles, and she sagged in her seat, staring out the window at familiar scenery. Shit. She jumped to her feet and careened down the aisle, barely making it off the bus before the doors closed. Her body throbbed with every step, a constant pulse of arousal at the thought of seeing him again.

She went in the side door.

Roman had hired two lunch cooks. Max and T-Bird had worked doubles to train them, and all hands were on deck for the beach party tonight. The four of them worked side by side on the line, and it took her a second to figure out what was wrong with the scene. Everyone was silent.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

Max looked up. “Have you seen the paper?”

“I haven’t done anything but crawl out of bed and shower today.

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