Sex Drive by Susan Lyons

Author:Susan Lyons [Lyons, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Adult
ISBN: 9780758238252
Google: DifLfskw7-EC
Amazon: 0758238258
Barnesnoble: 0758238258
Goodreads: 6710929
Publisher: Aphrodisia
Published: 2009-11-30T11:00:00+00:00

10

Damien finished a chapter and smiled with satisfaction. The people at his publishing house had done a great job—so far, he’d picked up only a few small errors—and he liked the book. He always felt nervous when he read his own work in galley format, knowing that was how the book would be printed unless he made changes. What if, at that stage, he suddenly found an error in logic or a major inconsistency? Or worse, what if he decided the whole story sucked?

It hadn’t happened yet. Didn’t mean he’d stopped worrying, though. But so far, with Gale Force, he was happy.

Realizing he was hungry, he checked his watch and saw he’d been working for more than an hour. A glance inside showed Theresa curled up in the desk chair, long legs bare and shapely under the tails of his shirt. She had the wedding planning book spread open and was typing and muttering. When he rose and moved to the open lanai door, he could hear her.

“Wedding cake. Big, fancy, tiered cake with romantic topper. Separate slices to take home? Groom’s cake?”

He stepped through the door and she glanced up.

“Groom’s cake?” she repeated, eyes dazed.

Not sure if it was a question, or just her mind stuck on the last thought, he answered anyhow. “Chocolate. Well, unless the guy doesn’t like chocolate. But what man doesn’t?”

Her gaze sharpened, focused. “Or woman. But do you think we need one?”

“Jeez, I’m no wedding expert.” Still, he’d been to a few. “People usually have them. They’re not fancy white things with icing swirls and roses like the wedding cake, they’re a big, flat cake.”

“Sheet cake. Yes, I remember from my secretary’s wedding. It had some picture drawn in icing on the top.”

“Yeah, like a surfboard or footie ball. Something the groom likes doing.” He winked at her. “Some hobby he’ll likely have to give up once he’s tied down with a wife.”

She grinned. “Don’t look at me, I’m not pro-marriage.”

Any bachelor in his right mind would be thrilled to hear his lover speak those words. But Damien couldn’t help but think what a pity it was her ex had been such a scuzzy bastard. A woman like Theresa shouldn’t shut herself up in an ivory tower. She had so much going for her, a guy would be damned lucky to find a woman with her beauty, sexuality, and intellect.

Of course, she could be a real pain in the arse when she got argumentative.

But now she was smiling, eyes bright and sparkling, not a criticism or argument in sight.

He touched her soft cheek. “Done enough work, Prof? Time to hit the shops and buy you something sexy, then find some lunch?”

She pressed into his hand, then moved away, getting up and stretching. His shirt lifted higher up her thighs, giving him naughty ideas. “Sure,” she said. “I’m hungry.” She stuck a bookmark in the wedding book and heaved it closed, then came over to him, rose on her toes, and planted a kiss on his lips.

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