Red-Hot & Reckless
BAD GIRL #3: Expert thief Nicole BennettHER MOTTO: Anything worth having is worth stealing…Nicole Bennett isn't just a bad girl–she's a thief, too! And although she's been in some tight spots over the years, she's never been tailed by a guy like Alex Cassevetis before. It wouldn't be so bad…if she didn't want to drag the sexy insurance investigator into the closest tight spot with her. So she decides to lead him on a sensual, merry chase. And when he catches her, the pleasure will be all his….Alex has never met a woman like Nicole. She's wild, she's uninhibited…and she has him in a permanent state of arousal. She's also his only lead in a major burglary case. Like fighting fire with fire, Alex intends to use a thief to catch one. Only, he never dreams he'll be the one who ends up getting burned….
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Nicole couldnât get enough of himâ¦
Desperately she pulled at Alexâs tie, shoved his coat down over his arms, then dived for his belt buckle. She heard her dress rip and realized Alex was trying to gain access to her breasts. Obviously he needed this as much as she did.
Wriggling her hips to get the room she needed, she finally freed his erection. Impressive. Very impressive. âA condom,â she said breathlessly. âGive me a condom.â
Alex froze. Just froze. His mouth still rested against her breast, his erection still pulsed against her too-hot flesh. But he wasnât moving anymore. And she didnât want to know the reason.
Nicole turned away from him, feeling the incredible, confusing urge to cry as sexual frustration pressed from the inside out. She wanted to scream in disappointment. Until she felt something cold encircle her left wrist.
Handcuffs.
Nicole turned and watched as Alex fastened the other side of the handcuffs to his right wrist. Not to the bedpost on the big four-poster bed dominating the small room. Damn.
She collapsed on the mattress and sighed. âYou donât have a condom, but you have handcuffs,â she said absently. âYou really need to reevaluate your priorities, man.â
Dear Reader,
The edge. Thatâs where we like to take our stories and our characters. But in our contribution to THE BAD GIRLS CLUB miniseries, we were given the opportunity to really cut loose and go farther than we ever had before. Only, not even we could have imagined the sexy game of cat and mouse our characters Nicole Bennett (the thief in Private Investigations) and Alex Cassavetis had in mindâ¦.
In Red-Hot & Reckless, sexy expert thief Nicole Bennett has always managed to stay one step ahead of the law, mostly because she targets other thieves, the last people who will call in the authorities. But she hasnât counted on seductive insurance investigator Alex Cassavetis stealing something from her. Namely her heartâ¦
We hope you enjoy Nic and Alexâs sizzling journey to the edge and beyond. Weâd love to hear what you think. Write to us at P.O. Box 12271, Toledo, OH 43612, or visit us on the Web at www.toricarrington.com and www.temptationauthors.com.
Hereâs wishing you love, romance and hot reading.
Lori & Tony Karayianni
aka Tori Carrington
This oneâs for fellow Temptresses
Leslie Kelly and Julie Elizabeth Leto, as well as our editor, Brenda Chin.
Contents
Prologue
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
Epilogue
Prologue
NICOLE BENNETT had two weaknesses: Tiffany jewelry and men. And both were about to get her into a whole heap of trouble. The jewelry, because it wasnât actually hers. And the man, because heâd called the cops on her five minutes ago.
Nicole rushed around the shabby one-bedroom apartment that belonged to Sebastian Pollock, the bit Broadway actor sheâd been dating and basically living with over the past week. She alternately wiped prints from the surfaces that werenât already covered in dust and stared out the window for the police to arrive at the hovel in the south Bronx. After hurrying her black cat named Cat into his carrier, she slung the strap over her left shoulder, and her black leather backpack over her right shoulder. Then she grabbed a 9 x 12 padded mailing envelope and tucked inside the carefully wrapped sterling silver jewelry. All along she cursed herself for ever having accused Sebastian of being a one-minute man that morning.
Using a red handkerchief, she wiped the doorknob clean, then opened it so she could step out into the hall. She gasped when she found Sebastian leaning against the wall right outside, his arms crossed over his impressive chest.
âGoing somewhere?â he asked, his right brow arched high on his handsome forehead.
âFasten your seatbelts. Itâs going to be a bumpy night,â Nicole recited the famous Bette Davis quote, one of her favorites and definitely befitting her current circumstances.
Then again, the quote could pretty much apply to her entire life.
She made a face. What was it with her and tall, good-looking men who were about as deep as a mud puddle? Okay, so the type rarely asked questionsâwhich was important given her line of work as a thief. But they also tended to get upset when they were offered a bit of objective criticism. In Sebastianâs case, it was that the idea of sex with him was a far sight better than the real thing. Mostly because the idea lasted a whole lot longer.
Oh, well. Just another mistake in a long list of others.
Nicole thrust the heel of her hand into his solar plexus, watched as he doubled over and gasped for air, then checked his pockets for the missing piece of jewelry. There. In his right front jeans pocket. She took out the bracelet and looked at it. She grimaced at the irony of the words stamped on the smooth tag, then smiled at Sebastian as she added the piece to the contents of the mailer.
