Title: The Paris Apartment
(#1 of Love Nests)
Author: Sophia Karlson
Genre: Erotic Romance
James Sinclair keeps his life uncomplicated. His job as a trader is intense, he travels a lot and everything else must fit in or buzz off. Relationships don’t make a blip on his radar, and the world is really better off without that thing called love.
When James returns to his Paris apartment from a business trip to find a beautiful, unknown brunette in his bed, his cage of perfect existence is rattled. Said brunette turns out to be his little sister’s best friend, there by his own unwitting invitation.
Mila Johnson has done a lot of growing up since James had last seen her, and what’s a man to do but to claim his side of the bed, with a whisper that the situation is total fantasy material?
Mila is in Paris seeking inspiration for her first solo art exhibition. James’s unexpected arrival adds another dimension to her stay, especially since her teenage fantasy is still larger than life and slipping between the sheets with her.
One night of fooling around opens a Pandora’s box which Mila wants to pry open wider, whereas James wants to keep the lid on—Mila is a sweet innocent and no way is he going to expose her to anything, especially not to the real James Sinclair.
As he free-falls into complication territory, James struggles to keep control over his past and his heart. When his ex-girlfriend arrives out of the blue, hell might just be a place where he’d rather be.
Excerpt . . .
A man was in the room—was she about to live the most horrible episode of CSI she’d ever watched? She scooted back against the pillows, her body hitting the upholstered headboard. By instinct, she reached for her glasses on the bedside table but didn’t manage to put them on. Her fingers were trembling in unison with her innards, uncontrollably.
“Breathe, baby,” he said. “Didn’t mean to give you the fright of your life.”
“What the devil did you mean to do then?” she gasped, finally managing to shove the dark-rimmed glasses on.
The world blurred into focus. “Jeez, James!” she called out as she recognized his face and took in his tall frame at the foot of the bed. “What the f—” She stopped short of saying the offending word and collapsed back, pressing her palms against her sternum, willing her heart to calm down. The world had not imploded. It was just James.
She closed her eyes.
It was just James.
And from his facial expression, he had no clue who she was.
When she looked at him again he hadn’t moved. God Almighty and all his angels help her, but he was more handsome than the last time she’d seen him. A naughty smile played on his lips, never mind the dark stubble that covered his jaw and the sparkle in his sky blue eyes as he studied her leisurely. He had a certain solidness about him, an unwavering strength that made her knees weak. Not that it mattered. Shaken as she was she wouldn’t even be able to roll out of the bed, never mind climb out of it. She let her gaze travel down his body, jolting to a halt halfway.
He was hard. Unabashedly so. A slow burn settled on her cheeks and she wished the bright lights away.
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