VICE BY ROSANNA LEO
Blurb:
He’s
much more than a bad habit.
As a Vegas singer and volunteer counselor, Kate
Callender has experienced life on both sides of Sin City’s bright lights. The
thrill of performing, and gambling’s devastating effect on the addicts’
families.
Liam Doyle is just the kind of man she
despises—a handsome, enigmatic businessman with a knack for seducing customers
into his casino hotels. Determined to put a lid on his growing influence, she
prepares to picket the opening of his newest casino, Vice.
When Liam spots the lone protestor hassling his
customers, annoyance wars with instant attraction. And he quickly discovers the
leggy redhead not only can’t be bought, she tempts him the way the sound of a
roulette wheel lures a gambler.
They are natural enemies, but when a vile
attack sparks Liam’s protective instincts, they begin a sexual odyssey that
dances on the edge of addiction. Dangerously close to losing control...and
losing themselves.
Warning:
Contains a sexy, damaged hero who’d really rather just be having sex, and a
no-nonsense redhead who makes him want to roll the dice on love just one more
time.
Excerpt:
He meandered toward her and forced a smile.
“You seem to have had a busy day.”
She whipped around and her eyes widened. He saw
her give him a quick once-over. Did she like what she saw? Interesting. There
was some perverse satisfaction in that.
“It has been busy.” She narrowed her hazel eyes
at him. “Do you work here?”
So, she didn’t recognize him. Good. “Yes,
ma’am, I do.” He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded, noting how her
gaze dropped to his exposed forearms. Her lips parted. Clearly, working out had
its merits. “And word inside is you’ve upset the big boss.”
Her nostrils flared as she dragged her gaze
away from his arms. “About time.” She put her sign down and picked up her
purse. “Do you know Liam Doyle?”
“I’ve heard one or two things about him.”
She stepped closer and her lips did the most
amazing thing, curling into a flirtatious semi-smile. “I don’t suppose you’d be
willing to share them with me? The other guy kept on sucking up about him as if
he was wearing a wire.” She paused. “You’re not wearing a wire, are you?”
He laughed out loud. He couldn’t help it. This
was way too much fun. He sidled close to her, leaned in conspiratorially, and
put a hand on her elbow. Her very soft elbow. “I’m not wearing a wire. But are
you sure you want to know the truth about Doyle? I don’t know if you can handle
it.”
She gawked at him and then at his lips. Her
voice came out in a whisper. “Try me.”
He murmured in her ear, taking note of her
lilac scent. “Well, I hear at midnight he sprouts black wings and horns. And
he’s always searching for innocent maidens to add to his coven.” He bit on his
bottom lip, suddenly wishing he was gnawing on hers.
At first, her eyelids did this fluttery thing
that made his imported pants spring to life. But then she blinked and began to
laugh. “And here I thought I was dealing with a mere businessman. I didn’t
realize Doyle was cousins with Lucifer.”
“What’s your name?”
She regarded him from out of the side of her
eye, her mouth still bearing the same flirty grin.
“What’s yours?”
“Consider me a friend who wants to give you
some advice.”
The smile disappeared from her face. “And what
would that be?”
“Don’t mess with Liam Doyle. He doesn’t take to
it kindly.”
The coquettish shine in her eyes hardened. “Is
that a threat?”
“No, sugar. That’s not my style.”
“What exactly do you do here? Are you in
security?”
“Never mind that.” He waved his hand. “Look,
you’ve had your fun. Why don’t you run along home now?”
She reached for her sign and tucked it under
her arm. “I will go where I damn well please. And you can tell your friend Mr.
Doyle to expect me tomorrow. Maybe next time he’ll be brave enough to confront
me himself.” She turned on her heel and walked down the manicured pathway
leading to the taxi bay.
Liam stared at her ass as she walked away.
Brave?
Game
on, sugar. He’d show her brave.
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Author bio:
Rosanna Leo is a multi-published, erotic
romance author. Several of her books about Greek gods, selkies and shape
shifters have been named Top Picks at Night Owl Romance and The Romance
Reviews.
From Toronto, Canada, Rosanna occupies a house
in the suburbs with her long-suffering husband, their two hungry sons and a
tabby cat named Sweetie. When not writing, she can be found haunting dusty
library stacks or planning her next star-crossed love affair.
A library employee by day, she is honored to be
a member of the league of naughty librarians who also happen to write romance.
Rosanna blogs at www.rosannaleoauthor.wordpress.com
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Thanks so much for hosting me for the release of Vice, Diane. It is an honour to be here, sharing your space.
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