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In MAKE ME CRAVE by NYT Bestselling Author, Katee Robert, Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company.
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Title:
Make
Me Crave
Author:
Katee Robert
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: July
1, 2018
Publisher:
Harlequin
Dare
Series:
Make
Me
Page
Count: 144
pages
Format:
Digital
ASIN: B0779DL61K
Synopsis:
“I
crave you…”
Can
their hunger be satisfied?
Roman
Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie
Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company. He
expects a challenge—but not their immediate intense attraction.
After an accidental one-night stand they agree to put business
aside—for now. The island lulls them into a heated sexual
journey…but what happens to their opposing interests when they
return from paradise?
“Dare
is Harlequin’s hottest line yet. Every book should come with a free
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—Tiffany
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Praise
for Make Me Crave
“Make
me Crave by Katee Robert is such an amazing and captivating read that
you will not put it down. Sexy, fiesty, hotness, chemistry, laughter
and love Make me Crave is a must read for all book lovers. This is
hands down in my opinion the best book that I have ever read by Katee
Roberts.”—Goodreads
review
“Wow!
I can't emphasize enough how much I loved Make Me Crave (Make Me #2).
It has sass, steam and great characters with loads of chemistry.
Katee Robert is definitely an author on my ‘must read’
list.”—Goodreads
review
“Hello
Adonis! Roman is just...yeah. I mean, sex on a stick with a good
heart (despite his past misdeeds), and a more than capable brain!
Allie is his perfect match and their time together sets the pages on
fire while making you root for them to get more than just the
pleasure they find from each other on the island! A great
book!”—Goodreads
review
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Make Me Crave Excerpt
Copyright
© 2018 Katee Robert
Tomorrow
would be soon enough for them to go exploring and try out the
stand-up paddleboards Allie had eyed when she’d checked out the
beach.
Her
face heated at the fact she’d been caught topless sunbathing.
Whoever that guy was, he’d been far off enough that she couldn’t
clearly see his face. Those shoulders, though… Allie shivered. Even
at a distance, she’d seen the cut of his muscles and how
purposefully he’d maneuvered the kayak through the turquoise
waters. The island must have already gone to her head, because she’d
spent a truly insane moment hoping he’d come to shore so she could
get a better look at him.
Maybe
more than a better look.
Allie
laughed at her fanciful thoughts. Vacation hookups were all well and
good, but if that was what she’d wanted, she’d chosen the wrong
place to go. Isolation and relaxation were the name of the game on
West Island, which was exactly what she’d craved when she let Becka
talk her into booking the trip. It was the exact opposite of New York
and her life there.
But
now she found herself wondering if maybe something slightly
more chaotic would have been a better choice. The sun and sea had
soaked into her blood and the heady feeling had her convinced
anything was possible. It was only a week. The perfect length of time
for a fling…
If
she wasn’t on a private island in the middle of the ocean without a
single man in sight.
She
bypassed the little golf cart that was one of the main forms of
transportation here. It felt good to walk after being cooped up on
the plane and then lying prone while she sunned herself. She usually
taught at least one class a day at Transcend—more if she needed to
cover someone else’s schedule—so being inactive wasn’t natural
for her. It was only a mile or two to the restaurant and the day had
started to cool as the sun reached for the horizon. It’d be
downright pleasant tonight.
She’d
make sure to wake early and attend one of the yoga classes offered,
and the rest of the day would be filled with activities that would
keep restlessness from setting in. There was even scuba diving
available, though Allie wasn’t sure she was feeling that
adventurous. Snorkeling? Sure. Going deeper with only a tank and a
few tubes between her and drowning? That would take a whole lot more
convincing.
The
path was cleared and well maintained to allow the carts to drive
without problems, so she let her mind wander as she fell into a
natural stride that ate up the distance without tiring her out. Every
once in a while, the path would branch off in different directions,
some heading toward other villas, some heading deeper inland. There
was a small selection of hiking trails that offered tours of the
history of the island.
She
made it to the restaurant easily, and found it practically deserted.
Allie paused in the doorway, wondering if she’d misunderstood the
woman who’d checked them in. Maybe it was closed?
“Looks
like it’s just you and me.”
She
jumped and spun around. The man stood a respectable distance away,
but his sheer size ate up the space and made her feel closed in. She
froze. I’d
recognize those shoulders anywhere.
Confirming her suspicion, his gaze slid over her body as if he was
reminding himself of what she looked like with nothing but what she’d
worn on the beach. She tried to swallow past her suddenly dry throat.
“You.”
“Me.”
He finally looked her in the face, and she rocked back on her heels.
The man was an Adonis. There was no other way to describe his blond
perfection, from his hazel eyes to the square jaw to the cleft in his
chin to the body that just wouldn’t quit. He might be wearing a
shirt now, but the button-down did nothing to hide his muscle
definition.
He
held out a wide hand with equally perfect square fingers. “Let me
buy you a drink?”
“We’re
at an all-inclusive resort.”
His
lips twitched, eyes twinkling. “Have a drink with me.”
Oh,
he was good. Charm practically colored the air between them, and she
had the inexplicable impulse to close the distance and stroke a
finger along his jawline. To flick that cleft chin with her tongue.
Allie
gave herself a shake. “Since we’re the only ones here, it’d be
silly to sit apart.”
The
look he gave her said he saw right through the excuse, and why not
when it was pathetically flimsy? The truth was that this man was
magnetic and she suspected she’d be drawn to him even in a room
full of people. He waved a hand at the empty place. “Lady’s
choice.”
“How
magnanimous of you.”
“I
try.”
She
laughed and headed for the table in the middle of the small patio.
There were half a dozen tables, and she picked a spot that put her
back to the building and presented the best view of the ocean through
a carefully curated gap in the foliage.
He
eyed the view and then the chair on the other side of the table, and
then he picked it up and set it adjacent to hers so they were sitting
on a diagonal, rather than directly across from each other. “Nice
view.”
She
turned to agree—and found him staring at her.
Allie
wasn’t falsely modest. Life was too short to play games with body
shaming and pretending she didn’t have access to a mirror. She was
pretty—beautiful when she put some effort into it—but she’d
given up being skinny or petite after the agony of high school, and
she wasn’t athletically built like some of the women at her gym.
Sure, she had muscle beneath her softness, and she could keep up with
the best of them in her spin classes, but she loved food just as much
as she loved to sweat, and her curves reflected that. Some guys had a
problem with that, though she didn’t keep them around as soon as
comments like “Should you really be eating that?” started.
This
guy looked at her like he wanted to put her on the table and feast on
her
for dinner.
The
desire stoked the flame inside her that had kindled the second she
saw him. She leaned forward, checking his left hand. No ring. No tan
lines, either. “What brings you to West Island?”
“It’s
paradise, isn’t it? Who wouldn’t want to come here to get away
from it all?”
That
wasn’t quite an answer, but she was distracted by the intoxicating
way his mouth moved when he spoke. Get
ahold of yourself, Allie. You’re in danger of panting for him.
She took a quick drink of water that did nothing to quell the heat
rising with each minute she sat next to him.
Luckily,
a waiter appeared to save her from saying something truly
embarrassing. He outlined the menu for the night and took their drink
orders, then disappeared as quickly as he’d come.
They
were in the middle of one of the most beautiful places Allie had ever
seen, and she couldn’t manage to tear her gaze away from this
stranger. She licked her lips, every muscle in her body tensing when
he followed the movement. She opened her mouth, but before she could
speak, he took her hand, running his thumb over her knuckles.
The
touch was innocent enough, but she felt that light movement in places
that were most definitely not
innocent. She didn’t have to look down to know her nipples now
pressed against the thin fabric of her sundress.
His
smile was slow and sinful and promised things she never would have
had the gall to ask for. “This is going to sound unforgivably
forward, but what do you say we get out of here and go back to my
villa?”
It
was crazy. More than crazy. She didn’t even know his name, and she
sure as hell didn’t know anything more pertinent about him.
But
there on the softly lit patio with the tropical scent of some flower
she didn’t recognize and the soft shushing sound of the tide coming
in, she didn’t feel like Allie, gym owner and mother hen, the
responsible one who could never afford to do anything out of line or
make a misstep because too many lives depended on her.
Here,
she was just Allie, a woman. A woman who desperately wanted the man
staring at her mouth as if he was doing everything in his power to
keep from kissing her right then and there. She licked her lips
again, secretly delighting in the way a muscle in his jaw jumped.
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
“Yes,
let’s get out of here.”
About
Katee Robert
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it 'a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension." When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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