The perks of romancing a bad boy billionaire: The kisses. Oh god, the
kisses.
The night they first met Jane
Sparks and Duke Austen shared one hot, anonymous kiss in a small, dimly lit
room of the New York Public Library (you can read the prelude to that kiss in
another stop on the blog tour). What else is there to say other than…here is
the hot kiss that kicks off The Bad Boy Billionaire's Wicked Arrangement.
Then it happened. His mouth on
mine. Tentative at first, becoming all the more bold as I melted into it, much
to my shock. But the more I tasted him, the more he demanded and the more I surrendered
and forgot all my rules about first dates or at least knowing last names.
I was the kind of girl who
didn’t do this. But I was trying not to be that girl, hence the mask, hence
the champagne that had gone straight to my head, hence this kiss. I threaded my
fingers through his hair and dared to kiss him hard.
His hands spanning my waist. His
hands, skimming higher. My breath catching in my throat. He, whoever he was,
pressed me against the stacks. The hard edges of the shelves dug into my back.
It hurt, slightly, in an oddly pleasurable way. I couldn’t close my eyes and
imagine I was anywhere else. No, there was no forgetting that Good Girl Jane
was hooking up with a stranger. In public.
Jane didn’t.
Oh yes she did.
Check out The Bad Boy
Billionaire's Wicked Arrangement to find out what happens next—or keep
following The Perks of Romancing A
Billionaire blog tour for another sneak peek of the story!
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J
Question: Kissing in the
library: yes or no? J
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