The Marine's Temptation
CAN’T BUY ME LOVE…Carson Adair’s father ruined Georgia Mason’s stepmother’s life and Georgia is not about to give Carson the same opportunity with her.She’s determined to resist his charms – however tempting it is to allow the smouldering sexy ex-marine to seduce her!But it’s hard to hate him when he’s trying to track down the traitor behind his botched mission.And, when a gunman from Carson’s dark past tracks him down and puts Georgia in the line of fire, Carson protects her, igniting a scorching passion. Maybe Carson’s someone for Georgia to trust, respect… and love.
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âWhat were you thinking just now?â Carson asked in an intimate voice.
âThat Iâd be a fool to fall for you.â
He studied her awhile, not showing any reaction. âAre you ready to go?â
She nodded, and they walked out of the restaurant. A valet summoned Carsonâs limo. The excessive show of wealth should have repulsed her. Instead, it was a fitting end to a wonderful eveningâa drive home in a princess carriage. Everything sheâd previously thought about rich people wasnât true tonight.
Carson tugged Georgiaâs hand. She stopped and faced him.
âI had a nice time tonight,â he said.
âI did, too.â
âI wonât tease you about that.â He grinned, sexy and full of affection.
Her heart flopped into more excited beats.
âIâd like to do this again, Georgia.â
âOh ⦠I â¦â She may as well have melted right there.
He slid his arm all the way around her, pulling her close. And then he kissed her ⦠before she could react. His mouth over hers sent tingles of shocking pleasure all the way through her, brewing desire she wasnât expecting.
âGun!â someone shouted.
Two-time RITA® Award nominee and Golden Quill Award winner JENNIFER MOREY writes single-title contemporary romance and page-turning romantic suspense. She has a geology degree and has managed export programmes in compliance with the International Traffic in Arms Regulations (ITAR) for the aerospace industry. She lives at the feet of the Rocky Mountains in Denver, Colorado, and loves to hear from readers through her website, jennifermorey.com, or Facebook.
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Perceptions didnât always reveal the truth about a man. What he appeared to be and what he was could be two different things. Surface and depth. The surface reflected the shell of the man, what he looked like, what he said, what he did. Underneath that, a well of secrets lurked. Painful secrets that death exposed. Ruthless and indifferent in life. Human in death. That about summed up Reginald Adair. Few had liked him, but then, no one had really known him, had they?
Carson Adair marveled over how little he knew his father when he thought he had. He spread his hands over the top of the desk. How would his father have felt sitting here? Powerful. Accomplished.
Detached.
Sad.
Human...
Carson would not have associated that word with his dad prior to his murder. But a gnawing curiosity had nestled inside him. If his father hadnât been who heâd thought, who had he been?
He imagined what it must have been like to be the man at the top of a thriving telecommunications corporation, running the competition into the ground, doing whatever it took to keep shareholders happy and revenue flowing. Not caring about anything or anyone else. Maybe he rarely noticed the spectacular view of downtown San Diego. Maybe he rarely enjoyed a lunch or dinner for anything other than a business meeting.
His wife. His kids. He couldnât have had many fond memories about them. Turns out Reginald had been consumed by the kidnapping of his first-born son. Indifference had hidden his grief. No one had known about Jackson Adair until the reading of the will. Carson had seen the reports from his fatherâs secret investigation.
Lost in what it must have been like to be Reginald Adair, he still couldnât say he knew or even liked his father. He definitely couldnât say he loved him. But he was moved by the discovery that the man had real emotions, that heâd carried such a weighty burden all these yearsâand kept to himself. It explained so much. That his father was capable of love, that he must have loved his firstborn son and his first wife, two things heâd never mentioned to anyone. Carson wondered if Patsy would have been a different woman had she been able to make Reginald love her the way he must have loved his first family. Had his aloofness led to her killing him? It would appear so, since she had fled the country and was the prime suspect in his murder case.
Although his father was dead, Carson was getting to know him for the first time. That dredged up so much conflict in him. Until now, heâd strove to be everything his father wasnât. Do and be whatever earned his fatherâs disapproval. Now he felt a connection to the man. He cared about giving him justice and finding the son who had been taken from him. And in the process, knowing him as heâd never had.
People said he was just like Reginald and that had always annoyed him. Maybe it still did. Back then, heâd wanted to get as far away from his father and his empire as he could. His mother, too, but as a boy, it had been his fatherâs approval heâd craved. To get that, heâd have had to devote his life to his fatherâs dream. AdAir Corp. When heâd grown into a young man, heâd done the opposite. Heâd rebelled and joined the Marines. His father had been so angry when heâd informed him. And Carson had been nothing but glad that he was mad.
