He Always Gets What He Wants… And He Wants Her…
He’ll do whatever it takes to get her…Becca Mancini doesn't have time for distractions, especially the walking, talking, swaggering, sexy-as-sin kind that disappear without a trace and leave scars on your heart and revenge on your lips. So when Jackson Hart strong-arms his way back into her life, determined to rekindle the flames, there's only one thing she knows for sure. Sparks. Will. Fly.
Check out Jennifer Bonds’s newest Risky Business novel, SEDUCING THE FIREMAN.
About SEDUCING THE FIREMAN
He’ll break her three-date rule or go down in flames trying…Firefighter Jackson Hart is back in Brooklyn and on the hunt for the girl who’s kept him burning for ten long years. The girl he left, in a total prick move, without saying goodbye. Now he’s determined to make it right, to hell with her three-date rule.
But Becca’s not ready to forgive and forget. In fact, she seems determined to stoke his fire every chance she gets. She wants to avoid sexy distractions like him? Fine. Because what she doesn’t know—yet—is that Jax isn’t the kind of man to give up when he wants something. And he always gets what he wants.
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Excerpt:
In the
opening scene of Seducing the Fireman, we meet
Becca, a free-spirited photographer who’s enjoying a night on the
town with her girlfriends. She’s supposed to be celebrating a once
in a lifetime opportunity to shoot the FDNY Calendar of Heroes, but
when she spots Jax—the man who broke
her heart and left town without saying goodbye ten years ago—sitting
across the bar, she’s sure fate has given her an opportunity for
sweet revenge.
It’s now or
never.
Solidifying her
resolve, Becca reached out, resting her palm on his bicep—his
rather massive, rocklike bicep—and
proceeded to curse herself for noticing. So not the point. Just
because he could wrap her in that steely embrace, didn’t mean she
wanted him to. This was the same boy who’d broken her heart and
left her crying into her pillow more nights than she cared to
remember.
Looks changed,
people didn’t.
Jax shifted on
his stool, turning his body toward her. He looked her up and down,
his gaze lingering on the hand that rested on his arm. Their eyes
met, and he smiled at her, a sexy grin
that hooked up on the left playing across his full lips. And, oh
sweet Jesus. When he turned those dimples on her, her panties nearly
went up in flames.
Damn. She’d
forgotten those dimples. How was that even possible? No matter. He
was a player and she wasn’t falling for it this time.
Fool me once.
“Can I help
you?” he asked, the words smoother than a shot of Johnnie Walker
Black.
Pretending to
study him, she gave a coy smile in return. Then, tapping into
her inner vixen, she stroked his bicep, relishing the way his
muscles rippled at her touch. “That remains to be seen. I’m
Becca.”
“Jackson
Hart,” he said, offering his hand. First a smile and now a
handshake? If she didn’t know any better, she’d think he’d gone
off and become a proper gentleman. With no choice but to accept his
offer, she released his bicep and met him halfway, trying not to
think about the way his calloused hand swallowed her own, wrapping it
in warmth and sending a tingle racing up her arm. Or about
the way her heartbeat accelerated at his touch. No way they
had chemistry all these years later. No. Freaking. Way. “You can
call me Jax.”
“Because
that’s what all the ladies call you?” She leaned into his
personal space, reminding herself it wasn’t real. It was a set up.
A role she played. Jax needed a hefty
dose of karma, and she fully intended to
deliver. Nothing more.
“The ladies?”
He raked a hand through his dirty blond hair. Interesting. Jackson
Hart was nervous. She was sure of it. After all, how many times had
she watched him do the very same thing as a kid? His hair was shorter
now, cropped close on the sides with an artfully messy spike on top,
but that gesture? It hadn’t changed at all. “I just moved back to
town. So, yeah, no ladies.”
“No ladies
yet,” she said, correcting him with a growing level of
confidence. Pressing her body against his, she snaked a hand up his
arm. “Which means you’re all mine.”
“These guys
might have something to say about that,” he teased, hooking a thumb
over his shoulder at his buddies.
“I’m really
not interested in what they think.” Licking her lips suggestively,
she kept her eyes fixed on him, pretending he was the only man she
had eyes for in the crowded bar. Guys
liked to feel important, too, right? And really, she didn’t give a
crap about his friends. They were definitely not part of the plan.
“But I’ll make this easy for you, Jax. Me and you. Saturday
night. Eight o’clock. Co.”
Check out the other books in the Risky Business series!
ONCE UPON A DARE:
The first night was a dare. The second night was trouble...
Advertising guru Olivia Masterson is all work and no play. But on the eve of earning her dream promotion, her best friend dares her to drop her ice queen façade for one night and seduce a sexy stranger. Olivia's worked her ass off to get where she is-why the hell not?
Cole Bennett never thought he'd run into his feisty one-night stand at the office, furious that he stole her promotion. No matter how hard she tries to ice him out, they can't seem to keep their hands to themselves...or their clothes on.
Olivia's talented-maybe even more than Cole-so when his dropped hints to the boss net her a promotion of her own, he's ready to celebrate...until she accuses him of fueling office rumors that she slept her way to the top. She wants to earn her own way? Fine. So what the hell does a guy have to do to permanently melt an ice queen?
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ONCE UPON A POWER PLAY:
He'll do whatever it takes to get her against the boards…
Sidelined by a potentially career-ending injury, the only thing hockey player Ryan Douglas should be thinking about is recovery. But after sharing a near death experience and a night of passion with a spunky brunette, the only thing on his mind is five and a half feet of sexy sarcasm. And he'll do whatever it takes to get her back in his bed--even if it means playing dirty.
Chloe Jacobs is done with fairytales. And men. She's kissed her share of frogs and what's it gotten her? Dumped by text--again. Determined to eighty-six illusions of romance and prove she's more than just a good-time girl, the last thing she needs is a pushy, arrogant hockey player testing her resolve. Especially one who's sinfully good with his hands and thinks date-by-blackmail is a perfectly acceptable social convention.
Ryan wants to play games? Fine by her, but this is one faceoff he's going to lose.
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Author Bio:Jennifer Bonds writes sizzling contemporary romance with sassy heroines, sexy heroes, and a whole lot of mischief. When she's not writing or wrangling toddlers, she can be found curled up with a good book and a bottle of wine. Jennifer lives in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, where her overactive imagination and weakness for reality TV keep life interesting. She's lucky enough to live with her own real life hero, two adorable children, and a pair of rambunctious dogs. Loves Buffy, Mexican food, the Winchester brothers, and all things zombie. Sings off-key.
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