Cirrus@Austlit

'I met him, the man of my dreams.

'On the worst day of my life.

'Catching my boyfriend out was bad.

'Coming of the club in a daze, I stumbled upon a situation which was worse.

'Much worse.

'And it would have been deadly too,

If he wasn’t there to save me.

'My unsuspecting hero.

'He was rugged, wild and powerful.

'The way he looked at me set me on fire.

'He was wrong for all the right reasons, a bad man with a good heart.

'And I fell, way too hard.

'Things started to go amiss and pieces of the puzzle are missing.

'Why was he there that day, who is he really?

'I’m so confused.

'My head and heart are in a battle to the death.

'Do I leave with my head.

'Or stay and love with my heart.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'Ben.

'We met five years ago when I was her family’s bodyguard. Our time together was a secret. Her touch was different…. addictive.

'I fell hard and fast and then I left. I’ve thought about her every day since.
As I sit here at a wedding watching her with her new boyfriend……I have regrets. Regrets for the past things I’ve done.

'But I won’t regret what I’m about to do.

'I need her beneath me.

'I’m having her tonight.

'Bridget.

'It’s the little things I remember about Ben. His smile and the icing sugar he had on his pancakes. What started out as private jokes between us soon turned into private visits.

'The quiet man at the back of the crowd. His dry wit made me laugh. His dominant body ruined me forever.

'He never told me he loved me, until he was leaving.

'That was five years ago.

'Things are looking up for me. I met someone, someone special.

'But Ben is back.

'I find myself thinking about him ......more than I should. No matter how hard my heart is freefalling from my chest. I will never go back there.

'You only get to break my heart once.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'They say there are three things you should do at least once in your life:

'Dance like nobody’s watching.

'Travel the world.

'And fall hopelessly in love.

'I aimed to do all three.

'I went to Italy to find myself.

'But he found me.

'It was like a story book. Our eyes met across a crowded room. He asked me if I needed help reading the menu. We ate, we laughed, we danced, and I fell.

'Unfortunately, things didn’t go to plan, and we parted ways.

'Two years later, our eyes meet across a room again.

'Only this time I was on a date with another man.

'He went crazy in a jealous fit.

'But the man I met then is different now.

'He’s colder, harder, and officially one of the most powerful men in Italy.

'Dare I say it, even more enticing.

'But if you dance with the devil, you get burnt.

'And the fires in Italy are scalding hot.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'I first met Tristan Miles at a meeting where he was trying to take over my late husband’s company.

'He was powerful, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous, and I hated him with every cell in my body. In the shock of the century, he called me three days later and asked me on a date.

'I would rather die than date a man like him—though I do have to admit it was good for the ego. Turning him down was the highlight of my year.

'Six months later, he was the guest speaker at a conference I attended in France.

'Still arrogant and infuriating—but this time, surprisingly charming and witty.

'When he looked at me, I got butterflies.

'But I can’t go there.

'He’s just a player in a hot suit, and I’m just a widow with three unruly sons.

'I just need this conference to be over.

'Because everybody knows that Tristan Miles always gets what he wants…and what he wants is me.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'He is powerful, older and my boss, a lethal combination.

'Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning.

'When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter.

'I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought.

'But Julian Masters is definitely all man…the kind you dream of licking chocolate from.

'The first day was bad.

'The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene…. and equally fascinating.

'The second day was worse, he caught me snooping in his bathroom cabinet in my skimpy pyjamas and all hell broke loose.

'On the third day, I ran over him in a golf cart.

'And by day four I had decided that I wanted that chocolate…all of it.

'Melted….on me.

'But intelligent, widowed Judges don’t fall for ditzy nannies. Or do they?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.