Price
of a Kiss
By:
Linda Kage
Blurb
I
don’t care what my cousin says; I am not the queen of impossible
relationships. I mean, just because my last boyfriend tried to kill
me and left a bit of a scar on my neck, then forced me to move across
the country and legally change my name to Reese Randall to escape
him, does not mean—
Oh, who am I kidding? For a freshman in college, I have to have the worst dating track record ever.
It’s no wonder love is the last thing on my mind when Mason Lowe enters my life. But the chemistry between us is like bam! Our connection defies logic. And he’s just so freaking hot. Being around him makes me feel more alive than I’ve ever felt before. I even like bickering with him. He could be my soul mate...except for one teeny tiny glitch.
He's a gigolo.
Oh, who am I kidding? For a freshman in college, I have to have the worst dating track record ever.
It’s no wonder love is the last thing on my mind when Mason Lowe enters my life. But the chemistry between us is like bam! Our connection defies logic. And he’s just so freaking hot. Being around him makes me feel more alive than I’ve ever felt before. I even like bickering with him. He could be my soul mate...except for one teeny tiny glitch.
He's a gigolo.
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Excerpt:
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Excerpt:
He continued to hold the towel in place as he bent to pick up a pair of rumpled, discarded Khakis off the floor. But as he shifted, the terrycloth stretched down in the back, and I swear I saw a peek of crack.
Oh, how I could become addicted to crack, especially when those two taut, tanned globes hugging that blessed crevice molded so perfectly to the back of his towel. They were like twin mounds of ecstasy.
Not noticing me gobbling up his rear end, he dug a hand into the pocket of his pants until he came up with a thick wad of cash. I lurched a step back, gaping at the bills he pulled free. Dear God, I sooo did not want to know where he’d gotten that money.
Whether it was true or not, Eva’s rumor about him being a gigolo had me rattled.
“Umm…” I panicked. “D-don’t worry about it. I’ll just square it up with Dawn later.”
He tilted his head as he eyed me, dissecting me to bits with his penetrating gaze. “Trust me.” He waved the cash in his hand. “You’re going to get paid from these exact bills right here. Does it really matter whether I give them to you now or if I pass them along to my mother, who probably won’t remember to give them to you until next week…if not later?”
I stalled, still not wanting to touch his allegedly dirty money. But I really had earned that cash tonight. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was nominated into the babysitter hall of fame after the way I’d pampered Sarah—excluding the first few minutes of the evening, of course.
Still, it was kind of sad to realize he was taking on this kind of responsibility for his sibling. My older sister had certainly never worried about paying my babysitters before. I wondered what kind of weight had been thrust onto Mason Lowe’s shoulders so early in his life.
His eyes narrowed with defiance, daring me to reject his offer as he peeled back two twenties and handed them to me.
“Well…when you put it that way....” I tried to sound all nonchalant, but I knew he could tell how not-casual I felt about taking his money.
A little sick to my stomach, I felt this irrepressible need to turn on my heels and escape. But slowly, I reached out and slipped the bills from his long fingers, making sure not to touch his heated skin in the process. “Thanks.”
When a surprisingly feminine smell caught my senses after the cash passed hands, I twitched my nose. Lifting the twenties to my nostrils, I inhaled deeply.
Mason’s brows burrowed as he sent me a perplexed frown.
I blushed. “Sorry. I just…They smell like…Is that…Chanel No. 5?”
As his face blanched of color, I knew immediately. Everything Eva had said about him was absolutely true. Rich women paid him for sex.
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Author
Info
Linda
grew up on a dairy farm in the Midwest as the youngest of eight
children. Now she lives in Kansas with her husband, toddler daughter,
and their nine cuckoo clocks. She works a day job in the acquisitions
department of a university library and feels her life has been
blessed with lots of people to learn from and love. Writing's always
been a major part her world, and she's thrilled to finally share some
of her stories with other romance lovers.
You
can find Linda on the web at:
Website
- http://www.lindakage.com
I second what Tasty Lisa said!! Thanks for hosting! Looking forward to your review next week.
ReplyDeleteGood excerpt! This sounds like an interesting story - can't wait to read the review
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