Wednesday, April 30, 2014


I have read mostly all of Emma's books so color me surprised when we were left with a damn cliffhanger. Aaron that boy is just full of sexiness, "he curls his fingers around mine at his belt. "The only luck here will be if we leave Vegas without me effing you against every wall of our suite." He doesn't like to share his woman, "another man had his hands all over your body and you're telling me to effing relax? You're lucky I'm not hauling my a** down there and switching hotels this second." He makes the best promises, "I'll give you a effing good massage, woman, don't you worry about that," he growls. "Now get off the phone and do that relaxing sh** I organized before I pi** you off." I loved Aaron the boy seems to cater to Dayton's needs:
                   "My feet hurt," I whine. "You could have warned me. I think my feet are actually breaking."                          "For eff sake, Day." He stops. "Get on my back."
                   "I laugh loudly. "Are you kidding me? I'm wearing a dress!"
                   "Believe me, I'll make sure no one can see that gorgeous red and black set you thought I didn't notice you sneaking on this morning." 
All I know is I'm so ready to see how their story ends it still shocks me that Aaron would have done that. 
She’s a high class call girl. He’s taking over his father’s business.
Seven years ago, they fell in love in Paris.
They walked away at the end of the summer, never imagining they’d meet again.
Now he’s her client.
We fell in love the way you jump from a cliff. Hard and fast with a reckless sense of abandon. The six weeks we spent together changed my life, but at seventeen, I was naive. I was a dreamer. A believer.
Now I’m twenty-four and cynical. I don’t believe in love. There’s no place for such emotions as a high class escort. The only things I’m allowed to feel are physical – and that’s why it’s so damn hard when the client of a last minute job turns out to be the man I left in France seven years ago. When he buys me for six weeks at triple my rate, my agent makes it clear I have no choice but to take the job despite our previous relationship. And my heart makes it very clear I have to stay firmly on top of the cliff this time.
Because for six weeks, I once again belong to Aaron Stone.

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Author Bio: By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies – usually wine – and
writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-
onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.

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