Product Description
She was sexy, smart...and not for sale. But that won't stop him.
When Parker Quinn is forced to accept an outrageously high bid at a charity auction, she has no choice but to go out with the last man on earth she wants to spend time with. Dean Maxwell may be one of Manhattan's most eligible bachelors, but he's also the man who had an affair with her sister and abandoned her when she became pregnant with his child...
Dean doesn't know why Parker hates him so much, but he's determined to show Parker the type of man he really is. Whisking her away to a private island in the Bahamas for a sensual, sun-drenched week together, Dean leaves Parker's preconceptions shattered and her desires inflamed.
But even as their passion reaches irresistible heights, Parker has a decision to make. Can she allow herself to fall for the seductive magnate, or will family secrets and a dangerous ex tear them apart?
WARNING: Contains graphic language and explicit sex scenes.
LENGTH: Novel (50,600 words)
EXCERPT
Outside, the air was nippy and Parker pulled the wrap more tightly about her. It was thin, but it was silk so it was warmer than it looked. Still, she couldn't suppress a shiver. A large tuxedo jacket settled over her shoulders, dwarfing her. However, it still retained its owner's warmth, so Parker didn't complain.
"Think you're up to walking two blocks?" he asked, standing close to her so he could be heard over the constant noise of traffic and people.
"I live further away from here than two blocks."
"I want to stop by The Four Seasons."
She went still as warmth spread through her body. She swallowed, tipped her head back so she could eye him warily and said, "You said you'd take me home."
A small smile played around his mouth, like he knew exactly what her thoughts had been.
"The restaurant. I will take you home after you get something to eat. I watched you all through dinner. You had maybe one canapé."
"I had something before I came."
"And that meal is called lunch. Or was it breakfast?"
He was right, but she wasn't going to let him know that. And now that her duties were completed, she was feeling a little hungry.
She nodded at the hotel they'd just exited. "Why don't we go back inside?"
He lifted a brow. "The restaurants inside will be crawling with people who attended the auction. I thought you'd want to get away from that crowd."
She sighed, suddenly exhausted. "I just want to go home and forget I met you."
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When Parker Quinn is forced to accept an outrageously high bid at a charity auction, she has no choice but to go out with the last man on earth she wants to spend time with. Dean Maxwell may be one of Manhattan's most eligible bachelors, but he's also the man who had an affair with her sister and abandoned her when she became pregnant with his child...
Dean doesn't know why Parker hates him so much, but he's determined to show Parker the type of man he really is. Whisking her away to a private island in the Bahamas for a sensual, sun-drenched week together, Dean leaves Parker's preconceptions shattered and her desires inflamed.
But even as their passion reaches irresistible heights, Parker has a decision to make. Can she allow herself to fall for the seductive magnate, or will family secrets and a dangerous ex tear them apart?
WARNING: Contains graphic language and explicit sex scenes.
LENGTH: Novel (50,600 words)
EXCERPT
Outside, the air was nippy and Parker pulled the wrap more tightly about her. It was thin, but it was silk so it was warmer than it looked. Still, she couldn't suppress a shiver. A large tuxedo jacket settled over her shoulders, dwarfing her. However, it still retained its owner's warmth, so Parker didn't complain.
"Think you're up to walking two blocks?" he asked, standing close to her so he could be heard over the constant noise of traffic and people.
"I live further away from here than two blocks."
"I want to stop by The Four Seasons."
She went still as warmth spread through her body. She swallowed, tipped her head back so she could eye him warily and said, "You said you'd take me home."
A small smile played around his mouth, like he knew exactly what her thoughts had been.
"The restaurant. I will take you home after you get something to eat. I watched you all through dinner. You had maybe one canapé."
"I had something before I came."
"And that meal is called lunch. Or was it breakfast?"
He was right, but she wasn't going to let him know that. And now that her duties were completed, she was feeling a little hungry.
She nodded at the hotel they'd just exited. "Why don't we go back inside?"
He lifted a brow. "The restaurants inside will be crawling with people who attended the auction. I thought you'd want to get away from that crowd."
She sighed, suddenly exhausted. "I just want to go home and forget I met you."
Expand "See all Editorial Reviews" or go to annbruce.net/books/ParkersPrice.php for complete excerpt.
