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It was only supposed to be one job.

I know the rules.
Get in. Get out.
Protect the girl, then move on.
Only it never works out the way it should.
Now Jennifer and I work with each other and there’s no going back to normal.

Then it turned into something more.

Gus isn’t for me. I know that.
Only the chemistry that burns between us won’t fade away.
We promise it will only be one night.
Then another.
But when our actions have consequences that could mean the end of our future, we’ll have to figure out exactly what we want.
Even if it means walking away broken before it begins.


Carrie Ann Ryan

Expected Release Date: 13 February 2024

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Carrie Ann Ryan is taking us back to the Montgomery Ink world with a workplace romance that started with a fling and ends with something more, and I have a little sneak peek for you.

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And with that, it was just me and Jennifer alone in the office.

The one place I didn’t want to be.

“So, what the hell was that?” Jennifer snapped.

I whirled on her. “What the hell was what?”

“That expression. Why are you glaring at me? It’s not our fault. Yes, we missed the woman rushing the stage, but we got her before she could do any real damage. It could have been worse, but we got her. The client is safe, everybody who needed to have fun at the event did, and they also have a story to tell.”

“Yeah? And if I wasn’t fucking distracted by you, then maybe I would’ve caught it earlier.” I hadn’t meant to say that, and I had a feeling I should have kept my mouth shut.

Her eyes narrowed, her chest rising and falling in a rapid rhythm that drew my gaze before I looked back up to her eyes. “Excuse me? You’re blaming me for this?”

I rubbed my hand over my face, knowing there was no way back from this particular conversation. I should have let it go. But I was a masochist with my emotions and didn’t care. “No. I don’t know. Hell, Jennifer, you’re always a fucking distraction.”

“Are you calling me unprofessional?”

“Of course, not. I’m calling you a distraction.”

She sighed, meeting my gaze. “Explain. Tell me what the hell you’re talking about because there’s no way what happened is my fault.”

“You know what you did. What you always do.” I cursed. “That’s not what I meant.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t keep my eyes off you, Jennifer. You know that. You know we flirt and joke around. Apparently, my dick couldn’t get in line because all I could do was think about you. Want to be near you. And I missed the woman. So yes, it’s your fault. Just as it’s mine.”

“Fuck you.”

“That’s the problem. I’m not.”

She snorted. “If you wanted me, you could have had me when we first met. You’re the one who walked away.”

I staggered back, shocked. “What?”

“We went out the first night we met. I flirted hard, and you backed down.”

I shook my head, not quite believing her. “I flirted right back. But I wasn’t about to get in your pants the first day we met when we had to work together.”

“You didn’t want me. And now you’re pretending you do and saying I’m the reason you fucked up? Which you didn’t, by the way. Neither of us did. It happened; we fixed it. But it’s not our fault. And it’s damn sure not my fault that, apparently, you can’t keep your eyes off me.”

“I can’t keep my eyes off you because you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. You’re hilarious, brilliant, and good at what you do. Plus, you’re fucking sexy. That’s why I can’t keep my eyes off you.”

“So somehow things I can’t change are why you’re pissed off at me?”

I threw up my hands. “I don’t fucking know. I want you. And that’s a problem.”

She was silent for a few moments before seeming to come to a decision. “Then have me. Get it out of your system. And maybe I’ll get it out of mine.”

I must have fallen asleep and was in the middle of a damn wet dream, because there was no way I had heard what I thought I did. “What?”

“Do something about it. Because you’re as much of a distraction for me.”

I blinked at her, wondering what was going on. So, I figured…why not? Why not make this mistake?

I grabbed her shoulders and crushed my mouth to hers, hoping to hell we weren’t making things worse.

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