Sinful
Rewards 8
by Cynthia Sax
Avon
Impulse / On Sale February 17th
/ ISBN: 9780062354242
Bee Carter is no
longer torn between her handsome billionaire and her tattooed bad-boy
biker. After enjoying mind-melting, world-tilting sex and
experiencing the pleasure of waking in her man's arms, she has
finally made her choice.
Or has she?
A violent early
morning confrontation pits biker against billionaire and results in a
shocking proposal: the discarded man is willing to overlook Bee's
wild night with his rival in order to win her love. He will sacrifice
his pride, his heart, and everything he holds dear to have her.
Bee is unmoved by
the offer … until the man she's chosen encourages her to accept.
Now Bee is yet again
faced with an impossible decision: Does she pursue the man she
craves, who has rejected her love, or does she settle for the man who
will do anything for her?
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Sinful Rewards 9 will be on-sale March 17th
“Don’t
leave the club until I get there,” Hawke answers on the second
ring, sounding as unhappy as I feel.
“Will
that be soon?” I sink into one of Nicolas’s guest chairs, the
seat deliciously soft and welcoming, tempting me to stay in this
office forever. “Because I don’t like it here,” I whisper,
covering my lips with my hand.
“Did
you see something that made you uncomfortable?” Hawke’s voice
roughens.
“I
can’t see anything at all,” I confess. “It must be
supermodels-drink-free night. Everyone is abnormally tall.”
This
doesn’t draw the expected chuckle. My military man is unnervingly
serious. “Is that all?”
“No.”
I prop my aching foot on the other guest chair. My beautiful
Louboutins are scuffed. I rub the dirt off the black leather.
“Someone stomped on my foot, the one with the damaged toenail. I’ll
lose it for certain now, and then I won’t be able to wear sandals
for the rest of the summer.”
There’s
a pause and I realize what I’ve done. I’m whiny about losing
toenails and he’s dealing with one of his life-threatening FUBAR
situations.
“Are
you safe?” I press the cool phone case against my heated skin. “Do
you need help? I can borrow a laptop or tablet from Nicolas and look
at surveillance footage for you.” I wouldn’t ever have to leave
the office.
“Nicolas
has done enough for one night.” Hawke is angry and I don’t know
why. “You were the center of attention. Everyone was watching you.”
What
the hell did Mack tell him?
“It
wasn’t a sexy type of attention,” I explain. “They were judging
Cyndi and me harshly. Angel made a scene. I tried to run, but Nicolas
wouldn’t allow me to escape.” I take a deep breath, dreading my
military man’s reaction to the rest of the story. “He offered me
a billion dollars to have sex with him.”
“And
you refused because you’re not that type of girl,” Hawke replies.
He hasn’t called me love or sweetheart, not once during our
conversation. I’m the person he’s furious with, and I don’t
know how to fix us.
“That’s
not why I refused.” I’m a pervert. If Hawke had offered me a
billion dollars, I would have taken it, been his prostitute for the
evening.
But
we won’t ever play those kinky games. He doesn’t have any money
to spare.
Hawke
sighs. “I’ll get there as soon as I can, Belinda.” He ends the
call without uttering another word.
I
stare at the screen. Hawke didn’t tell me to call if I needed him.
Because
he no longer cares.
CYNTHIA SAX lives in
a world filled with magic and romance. Although her heroes may not
always say “I love you,” they will do anything for the women they
adore. They live passionately. They play hard. They love the same
women forever.
Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research, while they travel the world together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic places such as Istanbul, Bali, and Chicago.
Please visit her on the web at www.CynthiaSax.com.
