Early to Bed?
Early to bed and early to rise makes a man…Healthy?Talk about early! Tony Romano and Lily McNeil hadn't even introduced themselves before they were burning up the sheets! But the exercise didn't do Tony's health any good. Since luscious Lily showed up at his hotel, he's had his life threatened–twice!Wealthy?With his hotel falling apart around him, Tony could use a little help. And Lily has some great ideas to save the old establishment. But her family's company is pushing him to sell, and the timing of Lily's arrival is a little suspicious….And definitely wise!Who knew that sleeping with the enemy would be the smartest thing Tony had ever done? Because Tony quickly realizes he needs Lily–in bed and out. But before he can go any further, he has to put an end to all the secrets between them. Then it will be just a matter of seducing her into saying yes….
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âI want you, Lily.â
Lily stared at Tony, feeling her muscles melt.
âTell me that you donât want me,â he continued, âand all our future dealings will be strictly business.â
Her skin was icy and hot all at once. âI canât tell you that.â
He lowered his head again and closed his teeth around her bottom lip, then soothed the small pain with his tongue. âThen tell me you want me to make love to you.â
She thought of lying to him, but then he leaned down and scraped his teeth against her neck. âYou donât play fair,â she said, a shiver running down her spine.
He smiledâa very slow smile that ruthlessly made use of his dimples. âI play to win. Tell me you want to make love with me.â
She gave up trying to resist. Wrapping her arms around him, she conceded, âI want you. I really shouldnât, but I want you so much.â
He let out a groan of triumph. âGood thingâ¦because youâve got me. Youâve had me from the moment you crawled into my bed.â
Reaching down and pulling the string on his sweatpants, Lily said playfully, âThen let me see what Iâve gotâ¦.â
Dear Reader,
I love writing WRONG BED books! What greater trouble can you plunge your heroine into than putting her in bed with the wrong man? And thatâs just the beginning of the fun!
Fresh from a success seminar in Tahiti, Lily McNeil is a new woman. The failures in her past are history. Not only has she shed twenty-five pounds, but sheâs also permanently erased the little black cloud that has hovered over her head since she was ten. And to prove to her skeptical family that the old Lily no longer exists, all she has to do is acquire Henryâs Place, a small family-run hotel in Manhattan. So what if she has to lie to the owner to do it? No problem. The new Lily can handle it.
All Tony Romano wants is to keep his hotel running. When the sexy-voiced Lily McNeil offers her consulting services and promises that she can solve all his problems, he knows that sheâs lying through her teeth, but he figures he can handle her. Heâll pick her brain, then send her packing. Tonyâs plan begins to unravel the moment he wakes up to find Lily sleeping in his bed. Then he wants to handle her, all right. And he does. Now all he has to do is figure out how to hold on to his hotelâand keep Lily in his bed permanently.
I hope you have as much fun reading Tony and Lilyâs story as I had writing it.
All the best,
Cara Summers
To Jane Frances Manor, my cousin and one of my biggest fans. Thanks for your unfailing praise and support! I love you, Janie.
Contents
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YOU CAN HAVE whatever you want.
Lily McNeil chanted the phrase silently, just as theyâd taught her to do in the week-long success seminar sheâd recently attended in Tahiti.
Your past does not have to equal your future.
That was phrase number two in her daily mantra. Somehow, the idea that she could transform herself into someone her family could respect had been easier to believe on a sunny beach with all those bright blue waves pounding on the shore.
Of course, the monsoon presently hammering Manhattan was having a debilitating effect on both her hairdo and her ego. And the fact that the taxi driver had dropped her off across the street from her hotel was a slight problem. Rain and wind lashed at her as she waited on the curb for the traffic to clear.
You live under a black cloud.
No. Tightening her grip on her rolling suitcase and her briefcase, Lily dashed across the street. Sheâd been ten when her stepbrother Jerry Langford-McNeil had first flung the black cloud taunt at her. For years after that, sheâd carried the image around in her mind of a dark, rain-filled mist hovering over her wherever she went.
No more. No way. No how. Black clouds were in her pastâand her past did not have to equal her future. In the past, her father had never approved of anything sheâd ever done. But she was about to change all that.
True, her confidence had slipped a notch when the company plane had failed to pick her up in Tahiti. But sheâd managed to charter another plane to bring her to New York. And she was here. Mission accomplished. Dripping, she pushed through the revolving doors of Henryâs Place. Then she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the glass.
The old Lily was staring back at herâunfashionable, insecure, and overweight.
No. She was not that person anymore. Stopping short on the worn oriental carpet that ran up the stairs to the lobby, Lily squared her shoulders, drew in a deep breath and pictured herself the way she wanted to be. Visualization was the key to success. Thatâs what the energetic motivational guru had preached on his island. Her five-hundred-dollar hairstyle might be a little under the weather. She risked a peek in the mirrored wall to her right and felt her stomach plummet. Okayâa lot under the weather. As for her clothesâshe closed her eyes and suppressed a shudder. They could be replaced.
