âYou know what they say about all work and no play, donât you?â a feminine voice asked
Michael blinked at where Kyra stood on the other side of his drafting table, sexy as all get-out. âI didnât know you were still here,â he said.
She smiled, her gaze taking in the empty firm. âI could say the same of you.â
Before he could ask why she was working late, Kyra pulled her shirt up over her head, hersmile decidedly devilish. Michael heard the rasp of a zipper, then saw her shimmying out of her leather skirt, leaving her standing there wearing only her bra, panties and those naughty high heels heâd taken such a liking to lately.
She cleared her throat. âIâve often fantasized about what it would be like to be stretched across your drafting table, having you work your magic on me instead of those blueprints.â
Without a second thought, Michael swept his papers off the table and onto the floor. Then, with the adrenaline flooding his system, he boosted her onto the table.
Kyra gasped, her sexy laughter filling the room. âAre you sure it will hold me?â
âSure. And if not,â Michael murmured, bending to press his lips to her stomach, âweâll find out if these carpets are worth what we paid for themâ¦.â
Dear Reader,
Best friends to lovers. The best of both worlds, right? Only, sometimes the transition isnât as simple as it seems. And then sometimes itâs better than anybody could have imaginedâ¦.
Trendy architect Michael Romero already had it bad for his best friend, Kyra White. But when she transforms herself into a walking, talking fantasy, he canât keep his feelings under wraps any longer. Even if those feelings are not what Kyra expects. So, taking up his usual âbest friendâ role and catching her when she falls, Michael sets out to make her fall for him. The problem is, he ends up falling even harderâ¦.
We hope you enjoy Michael and Kyraâs sexy, sassy journey into each otherâs beds and hearts. 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, as well as www.temptationauthors.com for contest news. And be sure to keep your eyes peeled for our next Harlequin Blaze novel, Every Move You Make, available in September.
Wishing you love, romance and hot, steamy reading,
Lori & Tony Karayianni, aka Tori Carrington
HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION
876âPRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS
HARLEQUIN BLAZE
15âYOU SEXY THING!
37âA STRANGERâS TOUCH
The Magnificent McCoy Men miniseries
740âLICENSE TO THRILL
776âTHE P.I. WHO LOVED HER
789âFOR HER EYES ONLY
823âYOU ONLY LOVE ONCE
837âNEVER SAY NEVER AGAIN
This oneâs for all of you who have ever wondered âwhat ifâ¦.â
Section I:
Change is goodâ¦Real good
AW, HELL, what was it about her?
Michael Romero absently rubbed the back of his neck with his palm and eyed where Kyra White sat two tables away at the Tampa, Florida bar and grill frequented by employees of neighborhood businesses, including the architectural firm where he and Kyra both worked. Aside from being co-workersâhe was one of four partners while she did the bookkeepingâthey were best friends. A relationship that had been cemented when sheâd first hired on at Fisher, Palmieri, Romero and Tanner four years ago. The first week on the job, sheâd made a number of nervous mistakes and his partners had wanted to let her go. Instead, Michael had realized where the problem layâher fear that she wouldnât live up to the jobâand had befriended her. No big sacrifice. Sheâd turned out to be one hell of a bookkeeper. And the status of their relationship quickly escalated to them becoming best friends and led him to where he was right now. Essentially lusting after a woman who was off-limits to him.
Well, maybe âlustingâ wasnât the word. But there was something about Kyra that jumped up and nipped him on the butt whenever he wasnât looking. Scratch that. Whenever he was looking at her, while she didnât have a clue about the direction of his thoughts. A strange kind of gravitational pull that made it virtually impossible to think about anything or anyone else.
Of course it didnât help that Kyra was sitting with the latest in a long line of short-term boyfriends, guys who would rate high on anyoneâs moron scale. His gaze skimmed over Kyraâs long, shiny chestnut-brown hair, her oval green eyes, her clean, girl-next-store features, and her slender form beneath a long, loose-fitting khaki skirt and boxy white blouse. Funny, he never much thought about her in sexual terms whenever they were face-to-face, trying out a new restaurant, playing on the firmâs softball team, or watching the latest video. Then she was his best friend, full of enthusiasm and challenging ideas, ready to laugh at his lamest jokes, constantly carping about his poor diet and his need for a woman deserving of him.