For as much as I hate him, I can’t stop thinking about him. A captivating attraction passes between us each time his dark eyes meet mine. As the late nights and business trips add up, we are compelled to cross the line of our professional relationship.
But how can I call him my boyfriend when I already have a husband?
Panty Scorching 4.5
Overall Rating 4
Reviewed by Christina
The title for this book fits it perfect. For me I was so conflicted the whole time I was reading. Was Lucy doing the right thing? Was she being selfish? Why can’t she just open up to her husband and say listen here? Why did her damn boss have to be so hot and alluring!
Lucy has been married for three years, but for the past several months her husband has been pulling away and pushing her to the side. Lucy feels alone, abandoned, and unloved. When all her day consists of is work, coming home to a lonely apartment, and sleeping her eyes and mind begin to wonder. Wonder where? To her sexy new boss. Mr. tall, dark, and handsome soon takes up all of her daydreams.
Mr. Cole Benson is taking over the family company his father started. Lucy is used to working for Jack Benson a very laid back man that she loved working for. But from day one when Cole took over she knew he was going to be a whole new ball game. He treated her like dirt on the bottom of his shoe and gave her a work load that kept her at the office well past the regular 9-5. With a business trip coming up she loved to hate her new boss. She didn’t want to go but figured this might be a good opportunity to see what Cole was like outside the office.
With looks of lust firing from both directions Lucy isn’t sure how much of the hot/cold act she can take from Cole anymore. Is he being an ass to cover up how he truly feels for Lucy? Or is it all in her head? One thing is for sure, that one trip changes everything.
Wooweee! This is one helluva angst filled love triangle! It kept me turning the pages to see what was going to happen next. I had to know, was she going to sleep with the sexy as sin Cole, or would she finally talk to her husband and get him to open up. The only thing that drove me crazy about Lucy was all of her indecision and back and forth. I wanted to strangle her sometimes. I wanted her to be more straight forward with both men and what she wanted, and not continue to string both of them along. I know when Lucy finally did make a decision I was happy the way she did it and made it more about finding herself than running from one man to the next.
“I’ll save myself from further embarrassment by cutting in.” His voice was deep, and I caught his scent before I saw him. Jack smiled at me and made a face like he’d gotten in trouble.
“I’m off to get Arlene some more wine.” He elbowed Cole in the ribs. “She gets a little randy after she’s had a few.” He laughed and scampered away to find his wife while Cole rolled his eyes in disgust.He took my small hand in his big one, and my entire body flushed with heat at his proximity. Our hands had never touched before. If anything, he did his best to avoid any sort of contact with me.
His skin against mine was electric.
Just our hands touched, but it felt as if he was touching me everywhere.
He laced one arm around my waist as the notes of another ballad filled the room. We were dancing like old people, my hand in his, his arm around my waist, and my other hand resting on his shoulder.
That big, broad shoulder hidden behind his tuxedo coat.
My fingers flexed involuntarily, and I couldn’t help but notice how hard his entire body was beneath that sexy tux. My mind wandered and my mouth watered as I thought back to that picture I’d seen of him wearing just his swim trunks. That mental image mixed with the man in the flesh sent an aching need right to my core.
He pulled me just a bit closer to him, surprising the hell out of me, and I felt something rigid pressing against my hip.
Was he as hot for me as I was for him?
No way. There was no possible way.
But his erection digging into me told a completely different story.
“What was my father telling you?” he asked in a deep rumble. I looked up into his eyes.
God, he was handsome. His milk chocolate irises had golden flecks in them that I’d never been close enough to notice before, and his breath smelled of peppermint.
I couldn’t think when I was this close to him. Words caught in my throat.
“That bad?” he asked. I sensed his nervousness.
I cleared my throat and broke our eye contact so I could think. “Just a proud father bragging about the time his son took off his clothes in a department store.”
“God. He tells everybody that stupid story. I’m surprised this is the first time you’ve heard it.”
I smiled. “It’s not so bad.”
“I was ten.”
I choked on my laugh as I tried to hold it in.
“It’s okay. You can laugh.”
I didn’t hold back, and even Cole chuckled along with me. I couldn’t help the joy that filled my heart in hearing even a small chuckle out of the man who was in a perpetual bad mood.
I made the mistake of looking up at him as we both laughed. When he smiled, adorable little crinkles outlined his eyes and he had a tiny dimple in just his left cheek. He looked carefree and young, ten times more beautiful than he had just moments earlier.
But when our eyes met, the mood instantly changed.
Neither of us was laughing anymore. Instead, an intense heat passed between us and the air around us filled with a raw and savage tension.
Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with her husband and baby boy. She’s a part-time college instructor and former high school English teacher. When she’s not cuddling baby Mason, she can be found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends.