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Nothing Personal by Rosalind James
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Series: The Kincaids, 2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
When you wish upon a star . . .
Alec Kincaid has never met the obstacle he couldn’t overcome—or the woman who could resist him. And it’s not going to happen now, not with his star shining more brightly than ever in the high-stakes arena of San Francisco’s software industry.
Desiree Harlin doesn’t believe in fairy tales, and she doesn’t waste time wishing. She’s learned the hard way that dreams don’t come true. And with her reputation and hard-won security on the line, succumbing to temptation isn’t an option.
But not everyone is what they appear to be, and even stars sometimes fall.
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My Review of Welcome to Paradise (Book 1)
Nothing Personal by Rosalind James
Excerpt
She’d spooned up every bit of the rich broth, the chunks of
beef and vegetables, had dipped a second and then a third piece of bread in
olive oil. Alec had watched it all without comment, while dispatching his own
dinner with an alacrity that confirmed to Desiree that he really hadn’t had
dinner yet tonight.
And when they’d finished, he’d insisted, together with
Giuseppe—of course the waiter’s name was Giuseppe, because this wasn’t romantic
enough, the white tablecloth and the single red rose and the candle and the
worn brick against her shoulder—he’d insisted that she order cannoli for
dessert.
“Just one,” he coaxed. “If you don’t want it, you don’t have
to eat a single bite. But I think you need to taste whipped cream tonight.”
“Don’t you think she needs some whipped cream?” he demanded
of the waiter, who smiled back at him, sensing,
Desiree thought through a satisfied haze of red wine, succulent beef, and way too much potent testosterone,
a truly magnificent tip.
“Definitely, the signorina
needs whipped cream,” Giuseppe agreed. “And we have the best.”
She wasn’t sure how you had better whipped cream than anyone
else, but when the dessert arrived, she had to concede that this was the best.
Amaretto, one
still-sane corner of her practical brain suggested, but that sensible voice was
drowned out, oh so rapidly, by the sensation on her tongue, the silky
smoothness of cream, the almond sweetness of the liqueur, the delicate drift of
pastry and the deep dark pleasure of chocolate. And Alec, watching her as she
allowed the rich concoction to drift between her lips, over her tongue, down
her throat. Watching her, enjoying the sight of her enjoying herself, as if it
were his tongue. His throat.
By the time he’d slapped a hand against the door of the cab
that had again been waiting when they’d stepped out of the restaurant’s front
door, leaped back onto the sidewalk and raised that same hand in farewell,
she’d been so lost in fatigue, wine, and lust that she could only sit back against
the scarred leather and thank heaven that she hadn’t actually kissed him. Or
begged him.
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I liked the first book, it was different, not big on the romance part, though, but interesting. I have plans on reading Nothing Personal, but you know how it is with the Giant TBR Mountain . . .
Have you read Rosalind James before?
Enjoy!
Until Next Time,
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