Trading Card: Max Dorset
Occupation: Lawyerâ¦professional shark Secret Passion: Good girls with a naughty side!
Itâs archivist/movie-buff Natalie Gellarâs very first Hot Guys Trading Card event. And boy, did she luck out. She found a quietâand smokinâ hot!âlibrarian looking for marriage. Unfortunately, there was a tiny mix-up at the printerâ¦and aside from the sexy pic, Natalieâs perfect man is everything she doesnât want!
Max Dorset is a damn good lawyer who has no time for anything that isnât work. Marriage and relationships? No, thanks. But he offers Natalie a tantalizing temptation. Because even if he isnât her Mr. Rightâ¦he might just be her perfect Mr. Tonight!
âI want to see you⦠All of you.â
Natalie closed her eyes as her dress fell to the floor with a soft whoosh of fabric.
âOh, God. Look at you. I never expectedââ
She opened her mouth to find Max staring, his lips parted in a very flattering way.
She moved one foot back to take off her heels.
âNo, wait. Please. Leave those on.â
Sheâd wanted new experiences. This definitely met the criteria.
âI know where Iâve seen you before,â he said, his voice very low and rough. âOn those pinup posters, with your ruby lips and your luscious curves.â
She froze right there. Just stopped. Her? A pinup? With her plain white bra and panties?
He was the wrong Max, and yetâ¦
There was no longer any need to pretend to feel sexy. Because she was truly feeling sexy. It was intoxicating. Freeing.
No one had ever looked at her that way, with his three undone buttons and his desire-darkened eyes, and she was going to revel in it.
He wanted a show.
So she would give him oneâ¦.
Dear Reader,
It was so much fun writing Choose Me, Have Me and Want Me, the first three books in the Itâs Trading Men! miniseries. I got so many lovely letters and emails about the Hot Guys Trading Cards I had to write more!
In Seduce Me, Natalie Gellar, a film archivist in the East Village of New York, is looking for the right man. She wants to settle down, start a family. Sheâs got her heart set on a librarian-friendly guy, someone who shares her values and her love of home. She canât believe her luck when she finds Max Zimmâs Trading Card. Heâs not only a librarian, but he loves to cook and his passion is online gaming!
When Natalie finally sees Maxâs picture, she nearly passes out. Her nerdy, marriage-minded pick is literally a Hot Guy! Heâs tall, has gorgeous eyes and his smile could stop traffic. In person, heâs even hotter.
Too bad the guy on the Trading Card is actually Max Dorset. Attorney. Playboy. One Night Stand.
I love to hear from readers! Visit my website, joleigh.com, and follow me on Twitter (@Jo_Leigh) and at tumblr.com/blog/joleighwrites/.
Look for the next book in the Itâs Trading Men! miniseries: Dare Me.
Happy Reading,
Jo Leigh
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jo Leigh is from Los Angeles and always thought sheâd end up living in Manhattan. So how did she end up in Utah in a tiny town with a terrible internet connection being bossed around by a house full of rescued cats and dogs? What the heck, she says, predictability is boring. Jo has written more than forty-five novels for Mills & Boon. Visit her website at www.joleigh.com or contact her at [email protected].
To Birgit, who might love New York as much as I do,
and to Debbi Rawlins and Jill Shalvis, my intrepid (and brilliant) plotting partners!
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âOKAY, LADIES.â Shannon Fitzgerald, the founder of the newest dating trend in Manhattan, had her arms up high, holding an open box. âAre you ready?â
No one answered. In fact, Natalie Gellar was pretty sure no one was even breathing. All twenty-four women in the room were leaning forward, though. Fingers at the ready, hope and anticipation doubling heart rates.
âOn your mark...â
Five long utility tables had been pushed together into a rectangle on what was anything but a normal Wednesday evening in the St. Marks Church community room.
âGet set...â
Natalie stood her ground, shoulder to shoulder with the women around her, determined to do whatever was necessary to get the right card, the perfect card. The Hot Guys Trading Card that would change her life.
âGo!â
Shannon tossed the latest batch of cards into the center of the tables and sprinted out of the way.
As if they were attacking the first Black Friday sale table at Barneyâs, everyone went nuts.
Natalie grabbed whatever cards she could reach, skimming the writing, ignoring the pictures, tossing lawyers and accountants and musicians away like so much litter. Baseball fans, football fans, hockey fans. Ah, a reader, but crap, not the kinds of books she liked. Again and again, the cards were stirred. She heard squeals, disappointed moans, clapping and apologies as people wrestled for the same cards.