Goodreads Summary:
When nurse Sara Peters treats celebrity billionaire Trenton Merrick for a mysterious injury to his forehead, she is blindsided by what follows: a passionate exchange in the examination room, followed by an invitation to Trenton's mansion the next night.
Trenton spins a web of deceit and seduction around Sara that both repels and attracts her. One part humanitarian, the other international financial mogul, his professional and public life are a curious contradiction. As Sara journeys deeper into her feelings for Trenton and begins unraveling the mystery behind his injury, she finds herself embroiled in a game of trust and betrayal, where the odds are stacked in Trenton's favor, and the outcome for the loser is too terrifying to conceive.
Publication Date: August 6, 2013
Smashwords ---> https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/344398
Amazon ---> http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ED0EFSQ
About Alexandra Richland:
Alexandra Richland spends rotating twelve-hour shifts working as a registered nurse at a Toronto hospital, indulging in her love of science and medicine, and caring for patients with their own unique tales to tell. When she is not on duty, Alexandra escapes into her own imagination. Therein lies a fantasy world of thrilling adventure, gorgeous men, classic Hollywood glamour, exotic getaways, and a seductive dose of romance. Alexandra captures these stories in her popular novels, The Starlight Trilogy and Frontline, and her short story, Gilded Cage. Say hello to her on Facebook and on Twitter.
Connect with Alexandra:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/RebelMissAlex
Excerpt:
“I meant it when I said we need to cool our physical contact. We need to start fresh––a proper courtship with boundaries that get removed gradually as we get to know each other better. That’s the only way I’ll agree to see you again.”
Trenton looks amused as he shakes my hand. “Courtship?”
I giggle. “Okay, so it’s a little old-school. The bottom line is I’d like to get back to basics.”
Trenton cocks an eyebrow. “No touching at all?”
“No inappropriate groping, how about that?”
“So you want me to court you?” His blue eyes blaze.
I blush.
Trenton brushes his lips to my ear. “In that case, wait here.”
He darts out of the room and returns a few moments later. My heart melts when I see what he holds: one of the long-stemmed roses from the bouquet at the nurses’ station.
“This is my proper and honorable good-bye, Sara. And please accept my sincerest apologies for leaving so abruptly last night.” Trenton extends the rose to me.
With just one look, he makes me feel as though I’m the center of his world.
I accept the flower with a gracious smile.
Trenton takes my other hand and bows his head to place a soft kiss on my knuckles––a gesture far sweeter and meaningful than anything we’ve shared thus far. He peers up at me with those bedroom eyes, his lips brushing my skin.
“I look forward to courting you, Sara. Thank you for giving me another chance.”
His eyes linger on mine for a few heart-stopping moments. Then he drops my hand, sweeps past me, and exits the room.
Trenton cocks an eyebrow. “No touching at all?”
“No inappropriate groping, how about that?”
“So you want me to court you?” His blue eyes blaze.
I blush.
Trenton brushes his lips to my ear. “In that case, wait here.”
He darts out of the room and returns a few moments later. My heart melts when I see what he holds: one of the long-stemmed roses from the bouquet at the nurses’ station.
“This is my proper and honorable good-bye, Sara. And please accept my sincerest apologies for leaving so abruptly last night.” Trenton extends the rose to me.
With just one look, he makes me feel as though I’m the center of his world.
I accept the flower with a gracious smile.
Trenton takes my other hand and bows his head to place a soft kiss on my knuckles––a gesture far sweeter and meaningful than anything we’ve shared thus far. He peers up at me with those bedroom eyes, his lips brushing my skin.
“I look forward to courting you, Sara. Thank you for giving me another chance.”
His eyes linger on mine for a few heart-stopping moments. Then he drops my hand, sweeps past me, and exits the room.
I exhale a big gust of air as he slides the door shut and the curtain falls back into place. My heart feels empty and I’m left craving our next encounter. I just hope I didn’t make a mistake by trusting him again.
a Rafflecopter giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Oooooh sounds like a betrayal story. I love those if the author gets into the head of the people involved :) Thanks for sharing. WRITE ON!
ReplyDelete