Clare Connelly
Published: 2016-03-29
Total Pages: 178
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Carrie Beauchamp seems like she's got it all. Beautiful, successful and care-free, she's the darling of the social scene. But deep down, she's hiding a secret pain. Gael Vivas broke her heart when he callously rejected her, but now he's back, and Carrie's going to do whatever it takes to prove him wrong. He does want her, and she's going to leave him begging for more. Only revenge is a dish best served cold, and there is nothing cold about what Carrie feels for Gael. It's red hot and steamy, and if she's not careful, she's going to find herself as heartbroken as ever by the untouchable Spaniard. He reached out and took the vodka from her, placing it on the bar. "You are upset." She took in a deep breath. He was right, and she was annoyed at herself for feeling that way. For letting her emotions control her. She'd spent six years learning to contort her feelings into an obedient maze of sense. Now, they were running away from her, as though she were seventeen and naïve again. "I just need my own space," she said finally. "Would you please go?" "You should have thought of that before you started this." "Started what?" She shrugged, aiming for complacence. "What happened between us was just sex. Two people who wanted that moment of enjoyment. It's done. Why put any more energy into analysing it? You didn't know who I was, but you knew what I was, and what I wanted." "And what are you, amante dulce?" "A woman," she whispered. "I'm not a kid anymore. Some stupid, fat, needy child desperate for romance from someone like you." "No," he agreed, closing the distance between them. "You are no longer a child." He kissed her before she could guess what he intended, his lips hard on hers. "You are an adult, and you've entered into a very adult game. Do you want to play, Carrie? Are you really willing to fight with me?" Her body softened against his. Desire tore through her. "Yes."