For Her Eyes Only. Tori Carrington
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Название: For Her Eyes Only
Автор: Tori Carrington
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Temptation
isbn: 9781472083210
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“I never guessed you’d be sexually uptight.”
The words came out sounding very provocative. Jake fought the impulse to kiss Michelle, even though she had just insulted him. “I’m not uptight,” he said roughly.
Michelle arched an eyebrow. “So what are you doing on that bed when you’re welcome in this one?” she asked, patting the sheet beside her.
Jake felt himself on the losing end of this battle. His pulse rate sped up. His throat tightened. And he wanted nothing more than to take her up on her invitation, consequences be damned.
Still, he had to try to gain control over the situation. “Respect. A gentleman never takes advantage. He…” Jake couldn’t think when he looked at her seductive pose, so he shifted his gaze to her hands. “He gets to know her first—her likes, her dislikes, her favorite color… He gets to know her on an emotional level before moving on to the physical.”
Michelle’s generous smile caught him off guard. “I guess I haven’t encountered many gentlemen.” She went over and took his hands. “But Jake, why would you give a woman more than she’s asking for?” Pulling him close, she whispered, “Don’t you know that all I want is you…?”
Dear Reader,
Ah, those Magnificent McCoy Men! In the first two books of the miniseries, License to Thrill and The P.I. Who Loved Her, you met Marc and Mitch. After these sexy-as-sin brothers, we thought we couldn’t possibly come up with another hero capable of eclipsing their considerable shadow. Then out stepped brother Jake…
In For Her Eyes Only, seriously single Immigration and Naturalization Agent Jake McCoy bumps into fascinating French national Michelle Lambert, and is thrown for the loop of his life. Where he’s conventional and rule-abiding, Michelle’s provocatively uninhibited and willing to do anything it takes to get what she wants…and near the top of her list is sizzling sex with Jake. Will Jake obey the rules and keep her at arm’s length? Or is he man enough to see that some rules were meant to be broken?
We hope you enjoy reading about Jake’s seduction—both in and out of the bedroom! And we’d love to hear what you think. Write to us at P.O. Box 12271, Toledo, OH 43612, or visit us at the Web site we share with other Temptation authors at www.Temptationauthors.com. Be sure to keep your eyes peeled for the next book in the series, featuring delicious David McCoy, coming your way soon!
Here’s wishing you love, romance and many happy endings,
Lori & Tony Karayianni
aka Tori Carrington
For Her Eyes Only
Tori Carrington
So many people, so little space! We wholeheartedly dedicate this book to everyone at Harlequin Books in Toronto for…well, for everything. But mostly for making it possible to do what we love doing most. Especially Birgit Davis-Todd, Randall Toye, Brian Hickey, Stuart Campbell, Katherine Orr, Stacy Widdrington, Maureen Stead, Carolyn Flear, Helen Higginson, Jennifer Tam, Meghan Dillon, Krystyna de Duleba, Amy Chen and—last but certainly not least, Brenda Chin without whom none of this would be possible. Thanks to all, named and unnamed! Without you, we’d still be writing stories that would make it no farther than our closet floor.
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
Chapter 15
Epilogue
1
“JAKE, DO I EVER HAVE THE WOMAN FOR YOU….”
Jake McCoy tucked his chin toward his chest and squinted against the September morning sunlight. If any words could put the fear of God into him, those were it. Melanie, his younger brother Marc’s new wife, had said them at the McCoy place last night—right after his other brother Mitch’s new wife, Liz, took a perfectly good chicken and mutilated it beyond recognition for Sunday dinner.
His measured footsteps echoed off the asphalt of the parking lot across the street from the Immigration and Naturalization Service field office building in Arlington, Virginia. He hadn’t responded to Mel’s frightening proposition. Marc had answered for him, reminding his pregnant wife that Jake wasn’t interested in a woman. That none of the McCoy men were. They had to be bitten in the ass before any of them would even consider the idea of marriage.
Jake had been embarrassed by the resulting laughter.
Then again, how was Marc to know how very close he’d come to getting married? Long before his younger, brash brother had even had his first sexual experience.
He tightened his grip on the files he held in his left hand, then absently moved his other hand to pat the breast of his jacket. Perhaps close wasn’t exactly the word for his only brush with the M word. He’d been close. The woman he’d been dating, Janice Tollerby, was shocked when he’d pulled out the simple gold ring and proposed on their fourth date.
He still couldn’t figure that one out. He’d known on their first date that he and conservative Janice could form a workable union. It was unimportant that he was new to the dating scene and that they hadn’t known each other long.
For the first time he’d cut loose, taken a chance. And for the second time, he’d lost an important woman in his life.
He’d never taken a risk like that again.
He was a simple man, with simple tastes. He respected and appreciated routine, stability, discipline. He got up every morning at five-thirty, no matter what time he made it to bed. His need for simplicity was what led him to work for the INS. Those who didn’t belong within the country’s borders, or were no longer welcome, he sent home. Couldn’t get neater than that. In fact, if not for his brothers, he’d probably never use any of his vacation time. It was difficult for him to justify leaving important cases in limbo even for a day. In an unpredictable world, he liked predictability. It comforted him to find the same selections in his refrigerator. When he replaced his furniture, he bought like pieces. And he had six identical dark brown suits in his closet. One for each workday, and an extra just in case.
His older brother Connor especially took great joy in teasing him about what he referred to as his anal tendencies. It didn’t bother him. Well, most of the time, anyway.
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