Better Than Chocolate.... Jennifer Labrecque

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      Jack wanted to kiss her

      Eve saw it in the intensity of his look. And she wanted to kiss him back. Badly. So when the elevator doors opened, Eve tugged him inside. Jack caught on quickly, wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling the side of her neck as his erection nudged her thigh.

      “Where do we go from here, Eve?” he asked, his breath hot on her skin.

      “Wherever we want, Jack.”

      Then, suddenly, desperately, as if a dam had been released, her hands were in his hair, their lips fused, their hips together. She strained closer, grinding her mouth against his, waging a war with her tongue. Somewhere along the way, this had changed from a sexy, flirtatious encounter into a moment of consuming need. Eve ached for him to fill her, to satisfy this craving.

      “Jack, where’s a condom?” she said huskily, breaking the kiss.

      He pulled a foil packet out of his wallet, and Eve quickly plucked it from his fingers, tearing the cellophane with her teeth.

      “Unzip your pants. You promised me short and to the point.”

      Jack took the condom from her and gave her a grin that stole her breath away. “Honey,” he said, shaking his head, “I offered brief. But never short.”

      Dear Reader,

      In times of stress, or even great joy, I often turn to comfort food. And unfortunately for me, that means chocolate. Sure, I like apples, carrots and celery sticks, but they don’t cut it when you need a pick-me-up. Give me Godiva any day of the week. And if I’m trying for semihealthy, I don’t mind if the manufacturers stick a piece of fruit or a nut in there, as long as they cover it with rich, dark chocolate.

      Eve Carmichael—intelligent, strong, independent, driven—shares my weakness. According to Eve, nothing is better than chocolate. Of course, under the right circumstances, this opinion is subject to change. And Eve’s corporate rival Jack LaRoux is a tall, dark and dangerous one-man circumstance waiting to happen….

      So sit back and enjoy watching Jack convince Eve that some things are, indeed, better than chocolate….

      I’d love to hear from you. You can write me at P.O. Box 289, Hiram, GA 30141.

      Enjoy,

      Jennifer LaBrecque

      Books by Jennifer LaBrecque

      HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION

      886—BARELY MISTAKEN

      904—BARELY DECENT

      952—BARELY BEHAVING

      HARLEQUIN DUETS

      28—ANDREW IN EXCESS

      52—KIDS+COPS=CHAOS

      64—JINGLE BELL BRIDE?

      Better Than Chocolate…

      Jennifer LaBrecque

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

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      To Brenda Chin, for your seemingly infinite patience, keen eye and insight, and unfailing encouragement.

      Contents

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

      1

      “JACK LAROUX with his pants off. Now there’s an interesting thought. I’ve heard he’s yumm-o,” Andrea Scarpini declared from her end of the park bench.

      “That’s definitely not what I meant when I said I’d beat the pants off LaRoux.” Eve Carmichael laughed, tilting her head back to soak up the early-spring sun filtering through Manhattan high-rises. Although, it was an interesting thought, and one she’d entertained fairly frequently. Eve was pretty sure it meant she needed a life outside of work. But she had no intention of sharing that tidbit with Andrea. “And I don’t care if he’s yumm-o or Quasimodo, I’ll beat him fair and square with sheer talent.”

      “And what if our boy Jack doesn’t play fair? He didn’t earn the nickname Jack the Ripper by being a nice guy,” Andrea СКАЧАТЬ