âYour admirers couldnât get their wallets out fast enough,â Mitch snorted
âThis is a singles club, isnât it? Donât people usually buy drinks for each other?â Claire asked.
She had a point, but Mitch wasnât about to concede. Not when sheâd started a brawl within half an hour of her arrival. Not when her antics threatened to distract him from his investigation. Not when he had an almost irresistible urge to kiss her sassy mouth.
Battling his libido, Mitch carried Claire out to the curb and hailed down a cab. Then he loosened his grip, allowing her to slide the rest of the way down his body. Sweet torture.
âEnjoying yourself?â she challenged.
âI like it better when you donât talk,â he said, his body throbbing.
She narrowed her eyes. âJust try to stop me.â
So he did. Lowering his head, he captured her sassy mouth with his own, figuring sheâd pull back at any moment. Only she didnât.
What the hell was wrong with him? With her?
Stepping back, Mitch managed to hustle her into the cab before he lost total control. But he had the feeling that the fun was just startingâ¦.
Dear Reader,
Have you ever taken on a new challenge knowing you were in way over your head? This happens to me more times than Iâd like to admit, so it seemed only natural to put my heroine in a similar predicament.
Professor Claire Dellafield is a small-town girl determined to study the power of love in the Big Apple. If only tough guy Mitch Malone would stop standing in her way! But with a little help from a special skirt and a spoiled poodle, Claire makes herself Sheerly Irresistible, and Mitch soon finds himself completely under her spellâ¦.
Sheerly Irresistible is the second book in the SINGLE IN THE CITY miniseries, caught right between Heather MacAllisterâs Skirting the Issue (August 2002) and Cara Summersâs Short, Sweet and Sexy (October 2002). Donât miss any of the fun!
Happy reading,
Kristin Gabriel
P.S. I love to hear from readers. You can contact me through my Web site at www. KristinGabriel.com.
HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION
834âDANGEROUSLY IRRESISTIBLE
868âSEDUCED IN SEATTLE
HARLEQUIN DUETS
7âANNIE, GET YOUR GROOM
25âTHE BACHELOR TRAP
27âBACHELOR BY DESIGN
29âBEAUTY AND THE BACHELOR
61âOPERATION BABE-MAGNET
âOPERATION BEAUTY
For Heather MacAllister and Cara Summers.
Thanks for making this book so much fun to write!
âTHATâS IT,â THE photographer said, looking at her through the camera lens. âArch your back. Thereâ¦now pout for me. Think sultry.â
Unfortunately, Claire Dellafield couldnât think about anything except how ridiculous it was for a cultural anthropologist to be draped across a Dumpster in a back alley in New York City. This was definitely not what sheâd imagined doing on her first day in the most exciting city in the world.
Unpeeling herself from the garbage bin, she plucked the collar of the tank top away from her damp cleavage. âLook, I assumed we were just going to take a few simple headshots in front of the nightclub. A publicity photo the university could send out when they release the results of my research project. This,â she motioned to the narrow back alley, âjust doesnât make sense.â
The photographer lowered his camera. âI am Evan Wang. I take direction from no one. You are the model. Iâm the artist. You must trust me.â
âIâm not a model,â she clarified, just to make certain Evan hadnât confused his assignments. âIâm an anthropology professor.â
âYes, that is a problem,â Evan mused, studying her from a different angle. âBut thatâs why people call me the miracle worker.â
Claire swallowed a groan, wishing sheâd followed her instincts and turned down this research project. But that simply wasnât a luxury a rookie anthropologist could afford. Not when research grants were so few and far between. So sheâd reluctantly agreed when Penleigh College approached her to revisit a study called Strangers in the Night that had made both her father and the college famous twenty-five years ago. No doubt, some would continue to accuse her of riding her fatherâs coattails.
Sometimes she wondered if they were right.
Claire lifted her long, thick hair off the back of her neck, hoping a cool breeze would find its way into the alley. It had never been this hot in Penleigh, Indiana, the small college town sheâd called home her entire life. She had shared a cottage with her father on campus until nine months ago, when heâd passed away after a long battle with kidney disease. Then it seemed as if sheâd just stepped into his lifeâtaking over his classes and now, reprising his famous research project.
Thinking of her father made Claireâs throat tighten. Marcus Dellafield had been in this same spot twenty-five years ago. Well, maybe not this exact spot. There had been no sexy pictures to accompany his study on human mating habits at The Jungle, once the most popular singles bar in New York City.