Author: Lesley Young
Publication Date: March 27th 2015 by
L.A.Y. Books
Plot: Charlie Sykes takes everything and everyone at face value—and believes life would be a lot easier if everyone else did, too. Aussie Jace Knight, international hotelier and purported playboy, has never met anyone like the absurdly literal and obliviously beautiful American who applies for his personal assistant position. The trouble is, how do you pursue a woman whose definition of flirting comes straight out of the Merriam-Webster Dictionary? That, and he’s not the only one after Charlie. Seems Mr. Knight might not be a reformed criminal after all.
Soon, Charlie’s immersed in a whirlwind of international espionage that takes her from the hip streets of Sydney to the majestic Great Barrier Reef and the wild, desolate outback. A dangerous trap’s being set, but how will Charlie protect herself and prevent a tragic betrayal, when she can’t even sort out what her heart’s telling her?
☆✮ Excerpt ✮☆
I slid into
a soft leather upright, and put my satchel on the floor beside me. Mr. Knight
said nothing.
I waited,
calmly, expecting him to peruse my prominent breasts, especially since my
nipples were no doubt peaked through my thin blouse and bra. But, he did not,
which I greatly respected. Instead, he openly appraised my face, and finally,
smiled.
“So Miss
Sykes, what brings such a beautiful yank to Sydney then?”
“My looks
are not at all pertinent, Mr. Knight.” His smile dropped. “I chose Australia
spontaneously,” I offered, having enough sense not to share the Muriel’s
Wedding detail. “I simply moved here to start fresh.”
He leaned
forward in his chair, examining me much closer, eyes narrowed. “There are only
a few reasons why a woman such as yourself leaves America for down under . . .
Miss Sykes.”
I waited
for his assumption.
“You’re
running from someone. An ex? Husband? Boyfriend?”
I did not
like the way he eyed me just then.
“Incorrect
on all counts,” I informed him. “I have never had any of those. But I do not
believe my sexual history, or lack of it, is pertinent to the job interview.”
As I spoke, his full lips had popped open and his eyebrows had hiked farther
up, creating strong lines in his forehead.
“Here we
go,” I thought, frowning. Something I was doing was confusing him. Of course, I
had no idea what it was. My tone of voice? Something I had said? It was like
trying to figure out an alien alphabet.
I cleared my throat. “However, you can be rest assured I am in Australia for no
reason other than a desire to live life, finally, and that I have no intentions
of leaving.” I did not want him to think I was not capable of a long-term
commitment to the company should things work out.
☆✮ About the Author ✮☆
Lesley Young writes compulsive stories with unforgettable heroines who experience thrilling life- and love-altering journeys.
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