One Night with Her Ex
‘Can you honestly say you don’t want me?’Lily Montgomery finds the perfect antidote to an anti-climactic New Year’s Eve: a hot, up-against-the-door one-night stand with a sexy millionaire. Trouble is, the man in question is Kit—the ex-husband she’s spent five years getting over.For Kit Buchanan the last few years have been hellish! He’s conquered the business world, but when it comes to the bedroom he’s had the mother of all dry spells. Clearly he needs to get Lily out of his system once and for all!But one super-charged night later Kit’s not so sure. After all, why move on when he’s having so much fun where he is?
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âMove, Lily.â
âNo,â she said, her chin up and her eyes glinting in the soft, low light of the hall. âYou show up in the early hours of New Yearâs Day, make a big deal about wanting to talk, and then suddenly you donât want to talk? Youâre making me worried and I wonât let you leave when youâre in this sort of state. So, come onâwhat gives?â
Now, clearly, was the time to march forward, physically lift her aside and make his escape, thought Kit, with the one brain cell that was still functioning rationally.
But that would mean being near her, laying his hands on her, he reasoned with the part of his brain that was addled with lust. And once that happened he wouldnât be lifting her out of the way but pulling her close, backing her up against the door and divesting her of her clothing.
Shoving his hands through his hair, he cursed whatever madness had made him think that seeking out his ex-wife had been a good idea.
Dear Reader
Lily Montgomery first made an appearance as Zoeâs sister in THE REUNION LIE, when Zoe borrowed details of Lilyâs relationship with Kit to create her fictitious boyfriend. It subsequently turned out that after a whirlwind romance âzany and creativeâ Lily had âa brief but turbulent marriageâ followed by âthe divorce to end all divorcesââand, while outgoing and fun, was deeply anti-men ⦠her ex-husband in particular.
She sounded like an interesting girl, with a stormy past and an intriguing ex, and the opportunity to explore her and Kitâs story was too irresistible to pass up.
So here it is: a tale about having a second stab at love and getting the rare chance to put right all the things that went wrong first time round. I hope you enjoy Kit and Lilyâs journey back to each other as much as I did writing it.
Lucy x
LUCY KING spent her formative years lost in the world of Mills & Boon>® romance when she really ought to have been paying attention to her teachers. Up against sparkling heroines, gorgeous heroes and the magic of falling in love, trigonometry and absolute ablatives didnât stand a chance.
But as she couldnât live in a dream world for ever she eventually acquired a degree in languages and an eclectic collection of jobs. A stroll to the River Thames one Saturday morning led her to her very own hero. The minute she laid eyes on the hunky rower getting out of a boat, clad only in Lycra and carrying a three-metre oar as if it was a toothpick, she knew sheâd met the man she was going to marry. Luckily the rower thought the same.
She will always be grateful to whatever it was that made her stop dithering and actually sit down to type âChapter Oneâ, because dreaming up her own sparkling heroines and gorgeous heroes is pretty much her idea of the perfect job.
Originally a Londoner, Lucy now lives in Spain, where she spends much of her time reading, failing to finish cryptic crosswords, and trying to convince herself that lying on the beach really is the best way to work.
Visit her at www.lucykingbooks.com
Other Modern Tempted⢠titles by Lucy King:
THE REUNION LIE
This and other titles by Lucy King are available in eBook format from www.millsandboon.co.uk
To the challenging, tough, frustrating,
wonderful, crazy thing that is marriage.
Contents
ONE
Right. That was it. Enough was enough.
As the last of Big Benâs twelve bongs echoed through the night and the sky began to explode with fireworks, Kit Buchanan knocked back the inch of whisky that was left in his glass and glowered at the dazzling display erupting over the Thames beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse suite.
Forget the work heâd lined up to do this evening; he hadnât touched it anyway. Forget the fact that it was the middle of the night and freezing cold; what with the burning sensation of the alcohol and the relentlessness of the thoughts drumming through his head he felt as if he were on fire.
And forget the fact that he was about to embark on a course of action that probably required a good deal more consideration than the ten minutes heâd just given it.
He needed to sort out the mess he was in. Now.
For five years heâd been suffering. Five long, torturous, frustrating-as-hell years, and heâd finally had it. He was through with the lingering guilt, the excruciating tension and the crippling anxiety, all of which vibrated through him pretty much constantly and all of which heâd had to live with for far too long. Heâd had enough of beating himself around the head with more self-recrimination and regret than any man needed to experience in one lifetime.
And he was sick of having no option but to split up with the women he dated.
The last one, Carla, whom heâd been seeing for a month and with whom heâd broken up just a few hours ago, heâd liked more than usual. He wouldnât have minded seeing a bit more of her, seeing where the relationship might head.
