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In MAKE ME CRAVE by NYT Bestselling Author, Katee Robert, Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company.
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Make Me Crave by Katee RobertGenre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 1, 2018
Publisher: Harlequin Dare
Series: Make Me
Page Count: 144 pages
Format: Digital
ASIN: B0779DL61K
“I crave you…”
Can their hunger be satisfied?
Roman Bassani will do anything to close a deal. Even chase down Allie Landers on her Caribbean vacation to make an offer on her company. He expects a challenge—but not their immediate intense attraction. After an accidental one-night stand they agree to put business aside—for now. The island lulls them into a heated sexual journey…but what happens to their opposing interests when they return from paradise?
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Praise for Make Me Crave
“Make me Crave by Katee Robert is such an amazing and captivating read that you will not put it down. Sexy, fiesty, hotness, chemistry, laughter and love Make me Crave is a must read for all book lovers. This is hands down in my opinion the best book that I have ever read by Katee Roberts.”—Goodreads review
“Wow! I can't emphasize enough how much I loved Make Me Crave (Make Me #2). It has sass, steam and great characters with loads of chemistry. Katee Robert is definitely an author on my ‘must read’ list.”—Goodreads review
“Hello Adonis! Roman is just...yeah. I mean, sex on a stick with a good heart (despite his past misdeeds), and a more than capable brain! Allie is his perfect match and their time together sets the pages on fire while making you root for them to get more than just the pleasure they find from each other on the island! A great book!”—Goodreads review
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Make Me Crave ExcerptCopyright © 2018 Katee Robert
Tomorrow would be soon
enough for them to go exploring and try out the stand-up paddleboards Allie had
eyed when she’d checked out the beach.
Her face heated at the
fact she’d been caught topless sunbathing. Whoever that guy was, he’d been far
off enough that she couldn’t clearly see his face. Those shoulders, though…
Allie shivered. Even at a distance, she’d seen the cut of his muscles and how
purposefully he’d maneuvered the kayak through the turquoise waters. The island
must have already gone to her head, because she’d spent a truly insane moment
hoping he’d come to shore so she could get a better look at him.
Maybe more than a
better look.
Allie laughed at her
fanciful thoughts. Vacation hookups were all well and good, but if that was
what she’d wanted, she’d chosen the wrong place to go. Isolation and relaxation
were the name of the game on West Island, which was exactly what she’d craved
when she let Becka talk her into booking the trip. It was the exact opposite of
New York and her life there.
But now she found
herself wondering if maybe something slightly more chaotic
would have been a better choice. The sun and sea had soaked into her blood and
the heady feeling had her convinced anything was possible. It was only a week.
The perfect length of time for a fling…
If she wasn’t on a
private island in the middle of the ocean without a single man in sight.
She bypassed the little
golf cart that was one of the main forms of transportation here. It felt good
to walk after being cooped up on the plane and then lying prone while she
sunned herself. She usually taught at least one class a day at Transcend—more
if she needed to cover someone else’s schedule—so being inactive wasn’t natural
for her. It was only a mile or two to the restaurant and the day had started to
cool as the sun reached for the horizon. It’d be downright pleasant tonight.
She’d make sure to wake
early and attend one of the yoga classes offered, and the rest of the day would
be filled with activities that would keep restlessness from setting in. There
was even scuba diving available, though Allie wasn’t sure she was feeling that
adventurous. Snorkeling? Sure. Going deeper with only a tank and a few tubes
between her and drowning? That would take a whole lot more convincing.
The path was cleared
and well maintained to allow the carts to drive without problems, so she let
her mind wander as she fell into a natural stride that ate up the distance
without tiring her out. Every once in a while, the path would branch off in
different directions, some heading toward other villas, some heading deeper
inland. There was a small selection of hiking trails that offered tours of the
history of the island.
She made it to the
restaurant easily, and found it practically deserted. Allie paused in the
doorway, wondering if she’d misunderstood the woman who’d checked them in.
Maybe it was closed?
“Looks like it’s just
you and me.”
She jumped and spun
around. The man stood a respectable distance away, but his sheer size ate up
the space and made her feel closed in. She froze. I’d recognize those shoulders
anywhere. Confirming her suspicion, his gaze slid over her
body as if he was reminding himself of what she looked like with nothing but
what she’d worn on the beach. She tried to swallow past her suddenly dry
throat. “You.”
“Me.” He finally looked
her in the face, and she rocked back on her heels. The man was an Adonis. There
was no other way to describe his blond perfection, from his hazel eyes to the
square jaw to the cleft in his chin to the body that just wouldn’t quit. He
might be wearing a shirt now, but the button-down did nothing to hide his
muscle definition.
He held out a wide hand
with equally perfect square fingers. “Let me buy you a drink?”
“We’re at an
all-inclusive resort.”
His lips twitched, eyes
twinkling. “Have a drink with me.”
Oh, he was good. Charm
practically colored the air between them, and she had the inexplicable impulse
to close the distance and stroke a finger along his jawline. To flick that
cleft chin with her tongue.
Allie gave herself a
shake. “Since we’re the only ones here, it’d be silly to sit apart.”
The look he gave her
said he saw right through the excuse, and why not when it was pathetically
flimsy? The truth was that this man was magnetic and she suspected she’d be
drawn to him even in a room full of people. He waved a hand at the empty place.
“Lady’s choice.”
“How magnanimous of
you.”
“I try.”
She laughed and headed
for the table in the middle of the small patio. There were half a dozen tables,
and she picked a spot that put her back to the building and presented the best
view of the ocean through a carefully curated gap in the foliage.
He eyed the view and
then the chair on the other side of the table, and then he picked it up and set
it adjacent to hers so they were sitting on a diagonal, rather than directly across from each other. “Nice
view.”
She turned to agree—and
found him staring at her.
Allie wasn’t falsely
modest. Life was too short to play games with body shaming and pretending she
didn’t have access to a mirror. She was pretty—beautiful when she put some
effort into it—but she’d given up being skinny or petite after the agony of
high school, and she wasn’t athletically built like some of the women at her
gym. Sure, she had muscle beneath her softness, and she could keep up with the
best of them in her spin classes, but she loved food just as much as she loved
to sweat, and her curves reflected that. Some guys had a problem with that,
though she didn’t keep them around as soon as comments like “Should you really
be eating that?” started.
This guy looked at her
like he wanted to put her on the table and feast on her for
dinner.
The desire stoked the
flame inside her that had kindled the second she saw him. She leaned forward,
checking his left hand. No ring. No tan lines, either. “What brings you to West
Island?”
“It’s paradise, isn’t
it? Who wouldn’t want to come here to get away from it all?”
That wasn’t quite an
answer, but she was distracted by the intoxicating way his mouth moved when he
spoke. Get
ahold of yourself, Allie. You’re in danger
of panting for him. She took a quick drink of water that
did nothing to quell the heat rising with each minute she sat next to him.
Luckily, a waiter
appeared to save her from saying something truly embarrassing. He outlined the
menu for the night and took their drink orders, then disappeared as quickly as
he’d come.
They were in the middle
of one of the most beautiful places Allie had ever seen, and she couldn’t
manage to tear her gaze away from this stranger. She licked her lips, every
muscle in her body tensing when he followed the movement. She opened her mouth,
but before she could speak, he took her hand, running his thumb over her
knuckles.
The touch was innocent
enough, but she felt that light movement in places that were most definitely not
innocent. She didn’t have to look down to know her nipples now pressed against
the thin fabric of her sundress.
His smile was slow and
sinful and promised things she never would have had the gall to ask for. “This
is going to sound unforgivably forward, but what do you say we get out of here
and go back to my villa?”
It was crazy. More than
crazy. She didn’t even know his name, and she sure as hell didn’t know anything
more pertinent about him.
But there on the softly
lit patio with the tropical scent of some flower she didn’t recognize and the
soft shushing sound of the tide coming in, she didn’t feel like Allie, gym
owner and mother hen, the responsible one who could never afford to do anything
out of line or make a misstep because too many lives depended on her.
Here, she was just
Allie, a woman. A woman who desperately wanted the man staring at her mouth as
if he was doing everything in his power to keep from kissing her right then and
there. She licked her lips again, secretly delighting in the way a muscle in his
jaw jumped. “Yes.”
“Yes?”
“Yes, let’s get out of
here.”
About Katee Robert
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it 'a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension." When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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