
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Wow, a bad girl instead of bad boy!!!!!!!!! A Vegas lounge singer

and you know those British aristo

Love it!!
She sashayed over to him, deliberately trailing one of her fingertips along the whitened tendons on the back of one of his clenched fists. ‘Loosen up, James. You’re as wound as a tight spring. If you need an outlet for all that pressure- ’ she batted her impossibly long eyelashes at him, ‘-just call me, OK?’Aiesha Adams, a former street kid – yes, a totally unsuitable wild child


James Challender, son of the family who adopted Aiesha is determined to do the right thing in his life and never becoming like his philanderer father. He’s high class… ….

What happens when they meet up again? Snowbound together? She is hiding away from the paparazzi and he is meeting his fiancé and now find themselves snowbound for who knows how long

James is actually fabulous…see I don’t really like English heroes…I find them a bit bland and boring…but I liked him. Okay, he was a bit stuffy at times but boy, did Aiesha get under his skin!!!!!! Did he feel his self-control slipping??? Damm right he did!!!!!!
James forced himself to endure the electric shock of her touch without flinching. He forced himself not to look at her mouth, where the tip of her pink tongue had left a moistly glistening trail. He forced himself not to slam her against the nearest wall and slake the fireball of his lust by plunging into her hot, wet warmth and doing what he’d always wanted to do to her. Every cell in his body was vibrating with need, and what sickened him the most was she damn well knew it. ‘Get the freaking hell out of my sight.’And Aiesha just kept on pushing him…………………..
Her eyes glinted with devilment. ‘I love it when a man talks dirty to me.’ She gave an exaggerated little shiver that made her braless breasts jiggle beneath her sweater. ‘It makes me come in a flash.’I actually doubted these two ever getting together – pushing each other….

A fabulous read.
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