About Mistress for Hire:
Stranded in Paris, Nikki Sommers is desperate for a job, willing to sweep the floors of a local bakery. But Gérard Beauvais knows where Nikki needs to be – not in the bakery, but in his bed. Offering her a job as his personal assistant, Gérard introduces Nikki to the workings of international business, along with the romance and beauty of Paris.
Nikki falls under Gérard’s magnetic spell, only to get a nasty surprise when she discovers she is merely a pawn in an international scandal involving her own sister. Her heart is torn between family and a love she had only fantasized about.
Will she win Gérard’s heart or only be his Mistress for Hire?
Mistress for Hire
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Date of Publication: October 15, 2014
Number of pages: 172
Word Count: 50,000
She put a hand on his chest and leaned against him, inhaling his cologne, the deep, fruity tang of his breath. “I make a chocolate soufflé that would knock your socks off.” Realizing what she had done, she pushed away, banging her arm against the table. So much for smooth. His arm slipped around her back, steadying her.
“Only my socks?” Mischief danced around the corners of his mouth.
“And your shoes,” Nikki flirted back.
“I think it’s time to go home,” Gérard announced.
“About that.” Nikki laid both hands on the table to steady herself.
“Yes?” He picked up her hand and caressed each finger with his thumb. A thumb easily twice the size of hers.
To melt in his arms.Like chocolate. Meringue. Pie. They would make a lovely pie. After all, he did say dessert was his favorite.
Instead, she curled her hand into a ball, away from his touch, but he simply covered her hand with his, enveloping it.
“I can’t sleep with you for a job.” She tried to pull away, but he held her fast.
“Then how about we leave the job out of it?” His fingers stroked her wrist.
“It wouldn’t be right.” Her fingers opened like the petals of a flower.
“What would make it right?” He kissed her palm, his lips trailing up her finger to the tip and she shivered with anticipation.
“Pie.” What? She’d gone over the deep end. No. No. Pastry cream. Feed each other. Hear him moan. Make him something. Christ. Think, Nikki.
“What?” he asked.
She leaned into him again, her mouth a whisper away from his—and used a child’s technique to throw off her confusion. “I know what I want, Gérard. The question is—what do you want?”
Gérard’s laugh drew looks from the other diners. “Chérie, I don’t think you understand how these negotiations work.”
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About the Author:
Letty James has been devouring romance novels ever since she hid under the covers reading Sweet Savage Love by Rosemary Rogers. And, yes, searching for all the sexy parts. She completed her first novel participating in National Novel Writing Month in 2005 and has been writing furiously ever since, fueled by chocolate and multiple cups of tea.
Along with writing, she enjoys reading, painting, watching movies featuring studly men, and listening in on other people’s conversations.
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