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“Stop practicing your seduction techniques on me …”
Eric leaned in, doing his best to ignore Julie’s delicious scent, and waited until she looked at him.
“Have you considered that I am not a nice guy? That I’m actually the kind of man your mother warned you about?”
Julie’s eyelashes flickered as if the thought hadn’t occurred to her. “Not possible. You would never take advantage of a good girl like me.”
He stared into her eyes. Was she playing him? Or was she really that innocent?
She winked.
He wanted to growl. Give her a taste of the intense sexual need warring inside him. Instead, he pushed away from her cubicle and strode off. “Don’t test your luck with me or you will find out just what kind of man I really am.”
Her husky laugh followed him. “I’m looking forward to it …”
Dear Reader,
I have always enjoyed detective shows that combine mystery with romance and comedy. Give me a hero and heroine who must work closely together while trying to resist a powerful attraction and I will tune in every time! I want to watch the couple gradually fall in love and see how each mystery tests and strengthens their relationship. My only complaint is that many of these shows tease the viewers with red-hot scenarios but they don’t deliver the sizzle.
The lack of heat in some of my favorite detective shows was what inspired me to write this story. I wanted to watch a detective show that was fun, sexy and romantic. Something that offered the same experience as the Blaze novels I read. I started to wonder how I would give a detective story the Blaze treatment. The result is Suddenly Sexy.
Thanks for reading Julie and Eric’s story. Don’t forget to visit my website, susannacarr.com, for news, excerpts, contests and more.
Enjoy!
Susanna Carr
About the Author
SUSANNA CARR lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family. When she isn’t writing, Susanna enjoys reading romance and connecting with readers online. Visit her website at susannacarr.com.
Suddenly Sexy
Susanna Carr
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1
BAD GIRLS HAD ALL THE FUN.
Julie Kent scowled with envy and slammed her book closed. She exhaled sharply as frustration swelled inside her until it felt as if it would burst through her skin. It was probably wrong that she wanted to be like the villainess in the Sex, Spies and Sapphires espionage series, even if the villainess was the main character. Sapphire was sexy, aggressive, kick-ass and daring. She was also a thief. Not to mention fictional.
Julie still wouldn’t mind being a bit more like Sapphire and a little less … Julie. She wanted to break the rules. Break a sweat. Take risks. Take on the world and a few men while she was at it. Sapphire managed to have sex with more men in this book than Julie had in her lifetime.
And this was just one book in a whole series. Julie sighed and dropped the paperback in her bottom desk drawer. She kicked the drawer shut and propped her chin on her hand. She wasn’t asking to have lots of sex with lots of guys. Treating beds as merry-go-rounds wasn’t for her, not that she had any opportunity to treat them as such. She just wanted lots of sex with one guy: Eric Ranger.
Julie turned her head and peered over her gray cubicle, staring at Eric’s closed office door. She bit her bottom lip as she recalled every inch of the man’s lean muscular build. Eric moved with a lethal grace that she found mesmerizing. She bet he could guide her through some of the steamy scenes she’d just read, and come up with a few imaginative positions that would give her maximum pleasure.
“Julie?”
Julie stifled a shriek and whirled around in her chair. Her friend Asia was leaning on the cubicle wall. She smiled knowingly as she drummed her perfectly manicured nails on the cubicle frame. How long had she been standing there?
“We need to work on your observation skills,” Asia teased.
“Sorry, I was daydreaming.” Julie felt the blush heating her cheeks.
“Yeah, I have a pretty good idea who was starring in that dream.” Asia slapped the cubicle with her hand. “One of these days you need to stop fantasizing and just go for it.”
Julie simply nodded. Her friend always gave her this kind of well-meaning advice, but she didn’t understand that they operated under different sets of rules. Asia was drop-dead gorgeous and had the confidence of an action hero. The two traits went hand in hand. The woman strutted through life, knowing she could get any man she wanted.
Julie, on the other hand, could strive for “pretty” on a good day. She was used to being overlooked by men, especially when she hung out with Asia. It was fine. Sometimes she liked to believe that the right guy would be instantly attracted to her without any work on her part, but who was she kidding? A man like Eric could be effortlessly sexy in jeans and a T-shirt, but a woman like herself needed all the help she could get.
“So, what brings you to my little cubicle?” Julie asked. She wasn’t even peripherally involved with Asia’s cases and their lunch break had just ended.
“The boss says Eric isn’t answering his phone or IM. I thought you might like to see if he’s in his office,” Asia said, wagging her eyebrows suggestively. “Everyone is supposed to meet in the conference room in ten minutes.”
“I’ll get him.” She was glad for any excuse to talk to Eric, and she appreciated her friend’s help.
“Unless you’re busy,” Asia said as she strolled away.
Julie rolled her eyes. “That’ll be the day.” She stood up and headed for Eric’s door. Busy. Right. She knew her hometown wasn’t the center for international espionage or criminal activity. Close to Seattle, Redmond was a quiet, suburban city known for Microsoft and which claimed to be the bicycle capital of the northwest. Julie had more of a chance to bump into a computer nerd or cyclist than a crook. Yet when she joined Gunthrie Security & Investigations, she had dreams of high-speed chases, death-defying maneuvers and breathtaking excitement as she saved the world while earning an edgy, cool nickname.
She got a nickname all right. Uniform Girl. From eight to four-thirty Monday to Friday she kept track of the uniforms for their security guards assigned all around the Seattle area.
So much for her crime-fighting career. Perry Gunthrie was a sweet old man who truly felt her job was important.