Love can be risky businessâ¦
*Her Rules
Dominique Lawson lives life on her terms, making up the rules along the way. This beautiful Lawson twin and heiress to a glittering Louisiana dynasty goes after what she wantsâand usually gets it. But Trevor Jackson seems immune to her charms. Thatâs until Dominique plots her all-out sensual assault on the blatantly sexy contractor, whoâs as cool as they come. Now passion is heating up the Southern sky....
*His Passion
Dominique may be his boss, but Trevor plans to show the pampered princess what desire is really about. Never mind that they clash on just about everythingâitâs only a matter of time before the blue-blooded beauty is his. Can he convince Dominique that they belong together, now and for all the sensual nights to come?
Dominique swerved her chair from in front of her computer screen and slammed her knee into the desk when she caught her first glimpse of Trevorâs broad back, lean waist and tight behind.
White-hot pain shot up from her knee and exploded into tiny stars in her head. She gripped the edge of the desk and bit down on her lip to keep from screaming.
But the real cause of the heat that flooded her cheeks and set her heart racing was when Trevor looked over his shoulder at the sound of the collision.
For a moment, she couldnât think beyond the pain in her knee and the vision before her. Trevor Jackson was not the stumpy, balding, cigar-chewing, dirty-under-the-fingernails contractor that sheâd expected. He was an Idris Elba look-alike, with the build and piercing dark eyes to cinch the deal. If he opened his mouth and spouted the Kingâs English, she was done. His right eyebrow lifted and she only wished her lashes were as naturally thick as his.
Concentrating on standing up without wobbling on her aching knee, she made it to her feet as he turned fully around. Her stomach fluttered.
âMr.â¦â Her mind went blank.
âJackson.â
Dear Reader,
I hope you are all excited to finally get your hands on the third book in my Lawsons of Louisiana series. Youâve already met the family, and each of them has a story to tell. This time, feisty Dominique takes center stage when she comes head-to-head with Trevor Jackson. Dominique is spoiled, rich and used to getting what she wants. Trevor couldnât care less, and that really ticks Dominique off. But things arenât what they seem at all.
When I originally started thinking about my next Lawson book, it was titled Risky Business because, as we all know, mixing business with pleasure is nothing but trouble. And Dominique and Trevor have more trouble than either of them bargain for. Fortunately Trevor has a good friend in Max Hunt (Ladies, he is fine! with a capital F), and he can offer sound advice. (I know readers are going to want a story about Max!) And thankfully Dominique has her sisters and her good girlfriend Zoe (from Legacy of Love) to share her angst.
Of course the rest of the Lawson clan, as well as their significant others, will be making an appearance. So you will have a chance to catch up on everyone. I know readers have been asking for Rafeâs story. Iâm saving him for me⦠I mean for later. So savor him while you can, because itâs going to take a special woman to tie him down.
In the meantime, put your feet up, grab something cold and welcome to the steamy, sultry world of Dominique Lawson and Trevor Jackson.
Until next time,
Donna
This book is lovingly dedicated to all of my readers who have continued to support my work for twenty-one years! I could not have done it without you.
Chapter 1
Dominique Lawson frowned as she fussed with her father, Branfordâs, bow tie. âDaddy, if you would stand still I can get it straight. What are all those guests going to say when they see the great Senior Senator Branford Lawson walking his daughter down the aisle with a crooked bow tie?â She adjusted the edges and smoothed the starched white collar of his tuxedo shirt.
âTheyâre gonna say those Lawson girls must be costing ole Branford a fortune with all these weddings.â He huffed in feigned annoyance and tugged on the lapels of his jacket. âFirst Lee Ann and now Desi.â
âWell, Daddy, you donât have to worry about me. I wonât be getting married anytime soonâif ever.â She patted his broad chest with a delicate hand. Her Vera Wang bridesmaid gown in a shimmering honey-tone rustled ever so softly when she moved away.
âYou say that now. But when the right man comes along, youâll be singing a different tune.â
âDonât count on it. I love my freedom to come and go as I please. I love my independence as a business woman and Iâm not ready to give that all up to kowtow to the whims of a manâespecially on a regular basis.â She pursed coral-tinted lips.