So. Elle called Lane a hooker. And in the past that was kinda true. Now, though, he's a sexual surrogate at a rehab center that caters to the rich and famous. And he's real good at his job. Friendly, social, handsome. And he gets under Elle's skin something fierce. He's everything she's not and they both just kinda piss each other off. A right pain in the ass when you work together. And, well, really have the urge to lick one another, too.
"You know what I'd write in your chart if you were a patient? Self-defeating behaviors and pride too big for his own damn good."Lane was an amazing hero. He's thoughtful, kind, has an edge and enjoys doing wickedly naughty things. Had some nice depth and was trying to better himself. And Elle. She's a fucked up handful of gorgeous, brilliant doctor. She had a lot of issues and had pretty much built up an ice queen reputation to keep everyone at arms distance. Even though she was prickly I really liked and felt for her. Their dynamic was something else. The fire that came from not really liking each other but at the same time being overcome by all those lusty impulses, by kinks that matched and dark spots and fantasies that rubbed along right good.
"You sure you're not reading your own chart?" he tossed back.
She narrowed her eyes as if he'd hit the mark but then shook her head. "Oh, don't turn it around on me. We can worry about my fucked-up-ness later."
He smirked. "Your fucked-up-ness?"
"That file is too thick to get into right now. We're talking about you."
"You don't even like me."Now, the heat. Holy flipping hell. These two were scorching. There's a little bit of a dark edge to their encounters and their chemistry just flowed off the pages. So damn yummy and sensual.
"No. I don't." She closed her eyes for a second, trying to regain her breath, and whispered. "That's the best part."
The confession slipped out and he tipped his head as if he wee processing her words, assessing her. But then his thumb pressed against her spine. "I promise you. That definitely won't be the best part."
"Her neck felt hot, the air in the room thick. "No?"
He bent close to her ear, his scent drifting over her. "No. The best part will be when I'm deep inside you and you're riding your edge, begging for this guy you hate to give you exactly what you need, to drive you so out of your mind that you have no choice but to forget everything except the way I'm fucking you and how good it feels and how much you want it."
"Don't act like you want me for anything but this. You and I have nothing in common besides this."Loren writes a damn sexy read but there's always extra layers and struggles that just make you ache for the characters. Both had really suffered through some difficult things in their pasts that still influenced their daily lives. It made for a very vivid and captivating read.
He plunged his fingers deep at that. "Why because I'm a lowly former hooker and you're the fancy doctor?"
She shook her head, somehow wanting to laugh at that notion. "No."
"Why then?" he demanded.
"Because life hasn't killed off the good parts of you yet."
Dr. Elle McCray has a plan. Work hard. Be the best. And do it alone. After her ex-husband’s betrayal, she’s learned being feared is a hell of a lot easier than being humiliated. So when trouble personified, Lane Cannon, dares to flirt with her, she shuts him down cold. Too gorgeous. Too cocky. And his job as The Grove’s sexual surrogate is to sleep with patients. No, thank you.
Former escort Lane Cannon has spent enough years with people looking down on him. Stupid. Trailer trash. Rent boy. He’s heard it all. He’s worked too hard to shed his past to let some haughty doctor cut him down. But something about Elle’s ice queen act has his dominant instincts perking up and his body taking notice. He can’t walk away.
After an evening of verbal sparring turns into a night of steamy hate sex, Lane’s ready for round two. But Elle proposes a business deal. How better to keep things strictly physical than to pay him for his services?
Lane wants her, not her money. But he’ll play along in exchange for one thing—all the control. It’s only supposed to be a dirty little fling between colleagues, but these two are about to learn a lesson in love…by the hour.
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