Susanna Carr – Illicit Night With The Greek (страница 1)
“One touch and you will come apart.”
Jodie’s lips stung with awareness. “You killed anything I felt for you when you walked away that night.”
“Which just makes it worse, doesn’t it?” Stergios rested his big hands on the kitchen counter, trapping her. “You don’t want to desire me,” he said in a mesmerizing tone as he leaned in. “I’m the one who can tear down your masquerade, and I’m the one who drives you wild. You’re ashamed that you respond to me.”
She swallowed hard as she fought the urge to draw him closer. “That’s not true,” she whispered.
“It’s okay, Jodie …”
Stergios dipped his head and his mouth brushed her ear. Her breath hitched in her throat as she inhaled his scent, his heat. She was surrounded by him.
“That’s how I feel when I’m with you. And I still can’t stop myself. I don’t want to.”
He slid his hands into her hair, his fingers gripping the back of her head. She’d flattened her hands against his chest, determined to push him away, when he claimed her mouth with his.
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Illicit Night with the Greek
Susanna Carr
SUSANNA CARR is an award-winning author known for her contemporary romances. Readers throughout the world find Susanna’s stories a delightful escape that has often helped them through difficult times. Reviewers frequently describe her work as ‘fun’, ‘sexy’ and a ‘must-read’. When she isn’t writing, or spending time with her family in the Pacific Northwest, Susanna enjoys reading romance and connecting with readers online. Visit her website at susannacarr.com.
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TENSION GRIPPED STERGIOS ANTONIOU as he stood alone on the balcony that jutted out from his cousin’s mansion. He ignored the iconic view of the Parthenon against the blue September sky as he scowled at the blonde woman at the garden party below.
Jodie Little. His stepsister. His darkest secret.
Burning hot fury ate away at him as he watched Jodie glide through the crowd of Athens’s high society. She looked different. She had cut and straightened the long mop of curls. Her hair now fell into soft waves that reached her pointed chin. The yellow floral dress was modest as it skimmed her slender figure. Her bold red lipstick was at odds with her delicate appearance.
He knew the presentable image was false. It was a masquerade, a shield. It had been years since he’d last seen her but he knew time couldn’t have tamed her true nature.
“There you are,” his mother said as she stood beside him. “When did you get here? Come join the party.”
Stergios didn’t look away from Jodie. “How long has she been in Greece?” he asked.
Mairi Antoniou sighed. She rested her forearms against the ornate balustrade as she watched her stepdaughter charm a guileless shipping heiress. “She let her father know she was at a nearby hotel about two days ago. If she thought she would be welcomed with open arms, she is going to be extremely disappointed.”