Sometimes, Love gets filthy
Skirt Chaser
Filthy Dirty Love, #2
Filthy Dirty Love, #2
by Stacey Kennedy
Releasing August 8th 2017
Self-Published
Self-Published
Love gets filthy in this
new erotic romance by USA Today bestselling author, Stacey Kennedy.
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . SKIRT CHASER
(Filthy Dirty Love, #2) . . . The sexy for this
series just keeps coming. Grey’s turn has come and fun and games are what he
specializes in. That was until he took on one game that he was certain he could
control. Evie was more over a challenge than what he was use too but that was
the challenge he needed with the game. The read held the promise of challenge,
a good deed with a bit of wicked intent attached. Evie was a good girl that had
a wrong done to her, but she was too sweet to say no to somethings. The opportunity
to show that she had moved on wither life gave her a chance to spread her wings
and become more.
I loved
this read as I did the first book of this series. The sexy hotness of the Filthy Dirty Love series had me on board
for any other reads that come along. Kennedy has pave a way to make hot nights
hotter, sweeter, sexier and very intense with just that simple read. Add SKIRT CHASER to your read list and if
you have the time go back and add HEARTBREAKER
also.
Filthy Dirty Love series:
Heartbreaker
– Filthy Dirty Love, #2
Skirt
Chaser – Filthy Dirty Love, #3
Blurb
Greyson
Crawford works hard by day and plays even harder at night. And he understands
and obeys the rules of the game. One, don’t mix business and pleasure. Two,
employees are off-limits. So, he’s been eagerly counting down the days until
interior designer, Evie Richards is no longer under contract with his Seattle
architecture firm. But when that day comes, he realizes there are more
obstacles in his way. The biggest…Evie herself.
Until
Evie gets asked to be the maid-of-honor in her best friend’s destination
wedding, and Evie needs a date. The circumstances are perfect for Greyson to
set his plan of seduction into motion. He will happily play the boyfriend for
the weeklong wedding event, if Evie will surrender to his every command and
play in his bed.
For
Evie, it’s all fun and games until Greyson’s first touch; then she begins to
question what’s real. She knows better than to fall for a guy like Greyson—a
skirt chasing ladies’ man—but with every slow caress and kinky adventure, she
realizes that Greyson knows what he wants, and it isn’t just her body surrendering
to him…it’s her heart.
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When Janet headed back to her desk
outside of Grey’s office, he looked back to the black screen on the phone. What
kind of thoughtless friend would not only date an ex but then ask you to stand
up for the wedding? There had to be more to the story.
Determined to get to the bottom of it,
and erase those tears the bastards had caused, he kept Evie’s phone in his hand
and then moved down the hallway, looking for her. Midway down the corridor, he
noticed that his CFO’s assistant, Trina, was glancing at the women’s washroom.
“Did Evie go in there?” he asked Trina when he reached her.
“Yeah,” Trina said with a soft nod.
“She seemed upset.”
Grey glanced at the closed black door
with the woman’s washroom logo. “Is anyone else in there?”
“I can’t be sure since I haven’t really
been paying attention, but I don’t think so.”
Good enough for him. “I’d appreciate it
if you could ensure that no one else goes in until I come out.”
Trina didn’t even bat an eye. “Yes,
sir.”
Of course, she wouldn’t. Grey was her
boss, and this was certainly none of her business. Even if his company had
typical office gossip, and he knew word of this would get around, no one would
ever dare chatter to his face.
Intent and careful to take his time not
to scare any other employees in the restroom, he entered the simple and modern
bathroom with the five stalls. Only one door was closed, and there was no one
at the sink, so he moved toward the vanity and leaned against it. Hands shoved
into his pockets, he stared at the closed door, giving Evie the time she
needed. That’s when he heard her soft cries, and with those pained noises,
something inside of him tensed.
It was a sensation strong enough to
make him question what it was about this woman that drew him in so intently.
She’d gotten a grip on his mind and body so tightly that he pondered her
situation, and his, and what he could do about both. He’d become so lost in his
thoughts that he didn’t realize she’d opened the door until she was leaving the
stall and striding out.
Head down, she hadn’t noticed him yet,
so he called out to her, “Evie.”
A scream ripping from her throat, hands
pressing against her chest. “Holy shit!”
He couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m
sorry for scaring you.” His amusement washed away when he took a good look at
her face. There was so much pain there. He didn’t like it.
The shock from her face slowly faded.
“Why are you in here?” she asked.
“To return your phone to you.” He moved
to her, watching her following his every step. The heat in her eyes was
instant, and that’d always been the problem. She wanted him. Christ, did she
want him, he could tell. But she was smart and clever, never one to cross the
professional line either. She was also a good girl, who likely needed love
before sex. Maybe that was the real reason she didn’t ever cross the line.
Maybe it was less about the job and more about protecting her heart from a guy
that screamed danger. He could
understand why
Though he never was a man who took the
easy road, and he sure as shit liked a challenge. He stared into her gorgeous
eyes, and a plan formed. One that got him what he wanted, and yet would benefit
her, too. He’d never been a sly or shady guy, but he was a good businessman.
And that meant using a situation to his advantage.
“So, that’s it. You got out the good
cry you needed to,” he said to her, and he liked the way her lips parted when
he leaned in toward her; it showed him
just how much she yearned for his kiss. “Your ex is marrying your best friend,”
he added. “He’s an asshole. She’s a bitch. This is happening, but it’s how you
deal with it that truly matters.”
“He’s
not an asshole,” she said softly, shaking her head. “And she’s not a bitch.
I’ve helped plan their wedding for the last year, and I’m happy for them. I
think…maybe it hadn’t sunk in or something.” She drew in a deep breath,
releasing it out her nose and added with a soft smile, “But I’m better now. I’m
sorry I fell apart out there.”
“One,
I disagree with you,” he retorted sternly. “I’m not convinced these aren’t
terrible people. And two, do not apologize that their selfishness hurt you. In
fact, I’d say it’s time to get revenge, don’t you think?”
The side of her mouth
arched slightly. He noted her long exhale, and he knew that had nothing to do
with emotions. That it was this push and pull thing going on between them. Call
it chemistry, intensity, whatever, it was as addictive as it was captivating.
“How exactly do I do that?” She grabbed a paper towel, got it a bit wet with
cold water, and then began wiping off her makeup, adding, “Murder them?” She
gave him her sexy smile that pooled heat in his groin.
Grey chuckled,
leaning his hip against the counter. “Perhaps that’s a bit extreme. Murder
means jail time, and you going away is definitely not what I want.”
She slowly glanced at
him then, cheeks flushing pink, and the dilation of her pupils was obvious.
That look had snagged him the very first day after his COO hired her to design
the lobby of the interior of their latest multi-million-dollar high-rise.
Now, the look
intensified, hardening his cock, centering his mind on all the wicked things
he’d like to do to her. He stepped toward her, as she spun around, leaning
against the counter, wide eyes on him. There was something about her, maybe her
innocence, maybe this unexplainable connection that had only grown since he
worked alongside her, but it captured him in an unbreakable spell.
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USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy
has written more than 30 romances, including titles in her wildly hot Club Sin,
Dirty Little Secrets, and Filthy Dirty Love series. Her books are
about real people with real-life problems, searching for that special thing we
call love…in a very sexy way. When she’s not burning up the pages and
setting e-readers ablaze, she’s living her happily ever after with her husband
and two young children in southwestern Ontario. She’s a firm believer that
wine, chocolate, and sinfully sexy books can cure all of life’s problems. To
keep in touch with Stacey, get updates right to your inbox at staceykennedy.com/newsletter/.
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