One Wild Ride

Published: 02/26/2016

ISBN Digital: 9781509205752
ISBN Print: 9781509205745
Page Count: 190
Word Count: 47680
Rating: Sensual

It’s not that mechanic Tate McHenry can’t go out with a guy more than twice, it’s just that she’s never dated one who can keep her interest for that long. But Tate’s tired of being alone. Since she can’t find a man who’s exciting enough, she hatches a plan to make one exciting instead.

Financial adviser Jack Donovan’s high-stress career on Wall Street is slowly killing him, so he quits his job and sells his sports car. He rents a house from an old friend in the small town of Unity, Pennsylvania for one reason: to relax. But the gorgeous blonde he meets on his first day in town seems determined to destroy all his dreams of peace and quiet.

When these polar opposites meet, spark plugs fly, and being together is anything but relaxing…


Yes. Say yes again and take off the shirt. She was still staring at him. “What?” What had he even asked? He’d lost his train of thought. All he could think about was what her firm, high breasts would look like in a bathing suit. Or out of a bathing suit. He had to get a grip.

“I’m daring, not stupid,” she said, her green eyes narrowing.

He was beginning to feel like the stupid one. “Wait. What are we talking about again?”

“We’re not jumping into water without knowing what’s underneath. Little kids jump off this cliff. I wouldn’t bring you here if it wasn’t safe.” Obviously, her expression said.


She pulled off her shirt, and he was struck mute at the sight of her lean, toned body in nothing but a modest aqua bikini. Obviously he was in way over his head, and he wasn’t even in the damn water yet.

She gathered her clothes and tossed them near the towels, then wrapped her long hair into a messy bun and secured it with an elastic band. “Well?”

“Well what?”

She put her hands on her slim hips. “Are you going to take off your clothes or jump in with them on?”

If he had his way, he wouldn’t jump at all. “Isn’t there an easier way to get in the water?”

“Of course.” She smirked. “But I never take the easy way. Besides, it isn’t nearly as fun.”

“I like the easy way.” Even though he felt as though nothing about being around Tate was easy.


He frowned. “Again?”

She walked across the rocks and stood so close to him those sexy toes of hers touched the tips of his sneakers and her lemon scent filled his nostrils. “Yes. I call bullshit again. Climbing to the top of a Fortune 500 company isn’t easy.” She grasped the hem of his T-shirt and worked it up over his stomach. His muscles clenched as her fingers grazed his skin.

“Quitting your job and moving to a place you’ve never been isn’t easy.” She flattened her hands against his chest and slid her palms over his nipples. They hardened beneath her touch.

“Selling a cherry car you love isn’t easy.”

His lungs burned as he tried to draw a normal breath. “But I—”

“But nothing.” She forced his arms higher and tugged his T-shirt off over his head. She smiled and tossed the shirt aside. “You, Jack Donovan, do not like the easy way.”

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