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Another basket is up for auction!
This one is filled with sweets…and a whole lot of spice!
Stunner TV chef Leigh Vaughn has crafted a basket that includes a home-cooked dinner for one lucky bidder. Who could resist this sexy sauciere? It’ll be a dish—and an evening—to savor….
But there’s a very enigmatic millionaire who won’t be outbid on Leigh’s offering. He’s anonymous. He stays in the shadows, where no one can see his face. Yet his rich, sensual voice is tantalizing—and capable of seducing the clothes from a woman’s body, before beckoning her into a world filled with erotic mystery and sweet, sinful taboo.
Bon appétit….
Two Bridesmaids Two Provocative Baskets Endless Sensual Possibilities…
Bridesmaids Margot Walker and Leigh Vaughn have a wonderful idea to raise money for their friend’s wedding—putting a basket full of spicy date ideas up for auction. But who will bid? And what, exactly, will the highest bidder be getting?
Margot is hoping her college crush buys her basket. Too bad her arch-enemy, Clint Barrows, beats him to it…
Leigh doesn’t have a buyer in mind when she creates her auction offering. Good thing—because even after sharing her basket, she still has no idea who her admirer really is…
Who knew being in a wedding party came with these kinds of perks?
LEAD ME ON by Crystal Green
(July 2013)
and
MYSTERY DATE by Crystal Green
(September 2013)
Dear Reader,
Welcome to the second book in the Harlequin Blaze duet that started with Lead Me On!
In the first story, our heroine, Leigh Vaughn, created a sexy “date basket” for a charity auction—only, the highest bidder refused to reveal his identity. You’re about to find out who he is…and what kind of erotic games he has planned… Whew! Is it getting hot in here? :)
You’re also going to see if Dani and Riley, our wedding-bound lovebirds from Book One, make it to the altar. Does Dani have a case of cold feet that will stop them in their tracks? Read on.…
I hope you have a great time with this book and that you keep in contact with me at my site, www.crystal-green.com, and through Twitter (@CrystalGreenMe)!
Happy endings to you all.
Crystal Green
Mystery Date
Crystal Green
CRYSTAL GREEN lives near Las Vegas, where she writes for the Mills & Boon® Cherish™ and Blaze® lines. She loves to read, overanalyze movies and TV programs, practice yoga and travel when she can. You can read more about her at www.crystal-green.com, where she has a blog and contests. Also, you can follow her on Twitter, @CrystalGreenMe.
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Contents
1
LEIGH VAUGHN SAT in a car with one of her best friends, staring at the imposing beach-cliff house where her mystery date was supposed to take place tonight.
As she kept staring, she swallowed. Hard.
Margot spoke from the driver’s seat. “‘Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.’”
Leigh pulled her gaze away from the house. “What?”
“That’s the first line from Rebecca.” Margot raised a well-manicured brow, turning her light green-blue gaze to Leigh. Her high cheekbones and tousled, layered dark hair gave her a look that fell somewhere between a pixie and a wild child, but her designer knit dress was all high-class. “Don’t you get a certain vibe from this place, just like the narrator in that book did after she found out her new husband’s first wife, Rebecca, pretty much haunted Manderley?”
Leigh wished she hadn’t brought Miss Cal-U English Major with her. Better yet, she just wished that Margot would lay off teasing her about tonight. Some moral support would be nice right about now.
“It’s only a date,” Leigh said, echoing the words that had been going through her head all day. She wasn’t sure if she was just trying to shut Margot up or calm herself down.
“A date,” Margot said, a sparkle in her gaze. “In a huge Gothic house. And with a man who won’t tell you who he is.”
“Why