Kimberly Dean

Courting Gossip


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      KIMBERLY DEAN

       Courting Gossip

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      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Copyright © Kimberly Dean

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      Kimberly Dean asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

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      EBook Edition © 2016 ISBN: 9780008181079

      Version date: 2016-06-02

      Table of Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

      

       Chapter Seven

      

       Chapter Eight

      

       Chapter Nine

      

       Chapter Ten

      

       Chapter Eleven

      

       Chapter Twelve

      

       Chapter Thirteen

      

       Chapter Fourteen

      

       Chapter Fifteen

      

       Chapter Sixteen

      

       Epilogue

      

       Keep Reading …

      

       About the Publisher

       Chapter One

      Genieve watched her lover through the veil of her lashes as she pulled the little black dress over her shoulders and down her body. She took her time revealing her curves as she stood in the swath of moonlight that slipped between the cracks in the curtains. In the quiet of the hotel room, Samuel’s breaths shortened. She pushed the dress over her hips and let it fall to the floor. His eyes widened as he looked his fill, and he took a step closer.

      The senator approved.

      ‘You are so beautiful, my darling.’

      She smiled as she pushed her hair over her shoulder. Darling? Gyuk. She hated when he called her that. It was old-fashioned and sexless, but he’d chosen it as his pet name for her. She moved closer to kiss him so he wouldn’t say it again.

      He wasn’t the only one who needed to get into the mood.

      His hands settled on her waist, warm and strong. That was better. She liked his hands. Nothing destroyed a mood for her faster than cold hands.

      She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and ran kisses along his collarbone. He was stroking her back now, moving ever closer to the clasp of her bra. It loosened and those warm, strong hands covered her breasts.

      ‘Mmm,’ she hummed as he petted her. Now they were getting somewhere.

      She loosened his belt buckle, but stopped before going any further. He had a strict rule about touching below the belt. She didn’t mind, but he was self-conscious for a reason. It limited the number of sexual tricks in her arsenal, but she kissed him again before stepping back. Smiling softly, she untangled herself from her bra. She wiggled out of her panties and gave them a sexy little kick before climbing into the king-sized bed to wait for him.

      The air conditioner in the hotel room kicked on then and ruffled the curtains. With the spring weather, the poor thing didn’t know what to do. It had kicked on twice already, only to shut down a few minutes later. If they spent the night, the constant cycling would drive her crazy.

      But they weren’t here to sleep.

      The fluttering curtains made the swath of moonlight snake across