A LITTLE TOO
HOT by Lisa Desrochers
January 21st, 2014
William Morrow Impulse
New Adult Contemporary Romance
BOOK
SUMMARY:
From USA Today bestselling author Lisa Desrochers comes the third book
in her sizzling new adult series.
If you play with fire …
Tossed out of college and cut off by
her parents, Samantha West is in pretty dire straits. So when her rocker best
friend hooks her up with a job dancing at a gentlemen's club, who is she to
turn it down? Plus, there are rules to dancing at Benny's: No touching, keep
your clothes on at all times, and never get closer than three feet.
Unfortunately for Sam, her first private client makes her want to break every
single one of them.
Harrison Yates is scorching hot, but
he's got a past that involves being left at the altar not too long ago. Sam is
determined to make him forget about his ex, but when she makes her move, it
flings her life into a spiral of chaos she never saw coming. Because Harrison
Yates isn't who he seems to be. And his secret will probably get her killed.
"Every page is
deliciously breathtaking, wickedly sexy and sensational. A LITTLE TOO HOT is
wonderfully unique and a LOT HOT! I am a HUGE Lisa Desrochers fan."
-- KATY EVANS, New York Times bestselling
author of REAL
"Lisa is
brilliant at creating sizzling sexual tension and impossible circumstances that
make the reader hold their breath all the way to happy ever after. Sam and
Harrison are more than A Little Too Hot, they are scorching!"
-- JAY CROWNOVER, New York Times bestselling author of RULE
"Lisa
Desrochers' best yet! A LITTLE TOO HOT is hotter than hot with all the
emotional punch to back it up!"
-- SOPHIE JORDAN, New York Times bestselling
author
A LITTLE TOO HOT
Chapter 7 Excerpt
2
“Your boyfriend?”
Harrison asks with a flick of his eyes at the door.
“Hell, no!” I
can’t read his expression. Does it bother him that I might have one?
He gestures at the
sofa with a tip of his head. “So you were donating your body to science, so to
speak.”
“He’s just a
friend.” Go***mn Jonathan. I’m going to strangle him in his sleep. “A really
stupid friend.”
He nods slowly,
and whatever he was trying so hard to hide in his expression slips into
something altogether different. Something he doesn’t hide at all as his glacial
eyes rake over me. Something hot and hungry. Something possessive. The caress
of his gaze raises goose bumps everywhere and tightens my n*****s, and it’s
everything I can do not to squirm under his scrutiny. He settles into the sofa
and I just stand here for a long second while he continues his perusal of my
body, then he tips his head at the sofa. “Have a seat.”
I sit and force my
fingers to stop fidgeting with the clip of my garter belt.
“So, no boyfriend?”
he asks, and there’s an intensity to the question that unnerves me a little.
“No boyfriend.
I’ve really only ever had one.” Oh my God. Why did I just tell him that?
“Me too. That is …
one girlfriend,” he clarifies.
“Your fiancée?”
He nods. “How long
ago? Your boyfriend, I mean.”
“We broke up a
year ago.”
“Were you together
long?”
I shake my head.
“We were dating for about eight months, but it was long distance.” I don’t tell
him the whole time we were together, Trent was in love with someone else,
because that just makes me sound pathetic.
“How did you
meet?” he asks.
“He untangled his
stepsister’s kite string from my braces,” I say, tapping my lips with my
finger.
His gaze sticks
for a second on my mouth before he lifts it to my eyes. “Braces … ” he says
with a tip of his head. “How old where you when you met?”
“Fourteen.”
“So, you knew him
for a while before you dated.”
“You could say
that.”
He looks at me
curiously for a long beat. “There’s a story there.”
I blow out a sigh.
“A long and extremely pathetic one.”
“I’m listening.”
He settles deeper into the cushions and drapes an arm over the back of the
sofa.
I just look at him
for a second, trying to gauge if he’s messing with me or if he’s really
interested. His liquid gaze is deep and his expression soft but intent. I tip
my head back against the sofa and stare at the ceiling. “I was totally in love
with him all through high school, and I held out for him for five years, even
when he didn’t show any interest, because no one else measured up. So, yeah. I
knew him for a while.”
“After all that
time, you finally got your man. What happened?”
“He was in love
with my best friend … who also happens to be his stepsister.”
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Author
Information
LISA
DESROCHERS is the USA Today bestselling author of the A
Little Too Far series, courtesy of HarperCollins, and the young adult Personal
Demons trilogy from Macmillan. She lives in Northern California with her
husband, two very busy daughters, and Shini the tarantula. Find her online at www.lisadwrites.com ,
on Twitter at @LisaDez, and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/LisaDesrochersAuthor.
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