A Delicious New Release from the lovely Elodie Parkes - The Only Way to Dance #RomanticErotica #99cents #KU

The Only Way to Dance

Chrissie wins an interview with a prestigious advertising agency. Fate conspires to make the day difficult. The only bright spot is her meeting with gorgeous Dylan Cross, but who is he, and will their steamy attraction to each other prevent her from having the job she covets?

N.B. This story was previously published as part of Executive Assistant, an anthology of erotic romance from Evernight Publishing. 

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Her heels clacked on the steps up to the office glass doors. They opened automatically as she approached. Chrissie glanced at the clock situated above the reception desk. She had three minutes to get to the fourth floor personnel office. That ruled out taking the stairs, her preferred route. Chrissie hated elevators. She was claustrophobic. The receptionist gave her a badge to clip onto her lapel that proved her verified visitor status. Chrissie swallowed down her fear and went to the elevator doors. She pressed the button. As the doors opened, a man dashed up behind her to join her on the dreaded journey.

Chrissie’s claustrophobia kicked in the second the doors closed. She shifted uneasily from foot to foot. She hadn’t looked at the man who’d entered the elevator with her at the last minute, but now she glanced at him. Chrissie took in the delicious sight to her right. Tall, very dark hair, well cut, well dressed, jacket that fit on his shoulders so that you knew he was muscled. Even in profile, his eyelashes were long, dark fringes, and his angular jaw the stuff of romance novels. Chrissie stared at him. Wow, he’s gorgeous.

The elevator stopped. Chrissie’s stomach dropped a little as the elevator car glided the last few inches and the door slid open. The dishy guy had taken her mind off the confined space. She smiled as she walked down the corridor to the designated office. At the door, she realized the man was still with her. Is he having an interview too? His presence gave her a rapid heartbeat. Shyness flooded her as he leaned around and opened the door. He stood so close she felt his breath on her ear, a gentle tease. Her thighs clenched as he turned his head to speak, his face close to hers. Dark blue eyes held a kind expression. Kissable lips moved.

“Hi, Chrissie Forbes, isn’t it? I’m Dylan Cross. I’m on the interview panel today. Go ahead.”

Copyright Elodie Parkes, 2019

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Lilly has been in love with her brother’s best friend Blake for years. She lost her virginity to the oil driller on her eighteenth birthday, only to wake the next morning to find him gone. After he pulled that stunt twice more, she swore never to see or talk to him again. But now he’s back for her brother’s wedding, and he’s as irresistible as she remembers. Blake thinks Lilly’s even sexier than ever. Unable to resist one another, they don’t make it out of the airport parking lot before taking up where they left off. As the two rediscover their passion for each other, nothing and nowhere is off-limits! 

 

*previously released



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With only fantasies of his sexy new neighbor to warm his bed at night, Reid knows he has to stay away from Alexis until his dangerous undercover assignment is over. But when a cold-blooded initiation to prove he’s trustworthy forces him to involve her, nothing can keep him from claiming her. 

Excerpt - Alexis took several breaths to calm her nerves before slowly making her way to the door. She had no idea what she was going to find on the other side, or whom. Opening the door gradually, she peered into the large room beyond. Everything but for the pelting rain and an occasional clap of thunder seemed quiet. No radio or TV on that she could tell. 

The room was bright. Something pulled her gaze toward a huge window. Judging by the scene outside, she must be somewhere in the mountains. Her next thought was she had to get out of there. She turned, coming up against a rock-solid body. 

“Going somewhere?” 

Alexis glanced up into Mike’s eyes, which were dancing with amusement. Anger, confusion and fear over her situation got the best of her. She started to back away from him. “Yes, home.” 

He advanced on her. “I’m sorry but I can’t let you do that.” 

“Why not? Aren’t you done with me? I don’t know what’s going on around here but—” Alexis bumped into the corner of a table and she skirted around it, not taking her eyes off Mike. “Why are you doing this?” 

He advanced on her slowly. “Believe it or not, I’m keeping you alive.” 

“Ha! By kidnapping me? By removing my clothes and…and—” Alexis couldn’t find the right words to describe their hot and heavy sex scene. She couldn’t cry rape when she’d welcomed and enjoyed every second of it. She averted her eyes when his gaze dropped down her body, bringing a wet response to her nether regions. “Just who are you?” she demanded. 

“Special Agent Reid Masters, at your service, ma’am. I’m with the FBI.” 

Alexis hesitated. Reid? 

“Mike Dunstin is my undercover name. I’m sorry you’ve been caught in the middle of this.” 

She wanted to believe him but she didn’t. Not after his obvious involvement in her abduction. An idea for a chance to escape took shape and she wasn’t going to let it pass. In spite of her intense attraction to him, self-preservation was stronger. “Prove it.” 

When he turned, Alexis didn’t waste any time making her move. She’d already noticed a door at the end of a short hallway, the glass window in the top half revealing that it led outside and to freedom. Realizing she needed to be quick, she sprinted to the door and pulled it open. She didn’t let the pouring rain stop her from running outside. And she was drenched within seconds. Her mistake was in halting to decide which way to go. There were no other houses around and the road, if you could call it that, was nothing but mud. They were surrounded by trees. 

“Oh no you don’t.” She felt a hand in her hair and she was jerked back against Mike…Reid…whoever…and inside before she could let out a scream. He slammed the door and locked it, easily holding her. 

Alexis began to struggle, frustration getting the best of her. “Damn you, Mike, let me go!” 

“You little witch. I told you, my name’s Reid and I’m with the FBI.” His hands were everywhere in an effort to subdue her. “I’m trying to protect you!” 

Alexis found herself pushed against the wall, and Mike-Reid followed her there with his body. He leaned into her and she was acutely aware of the powerful muscles in the thighs pinning hers, and the strength of his hard chest crushing her breasts. She moaned as a flashback of their earlier encounter surfaced. 

*includes a bonus short story, On Fire, from the Serve and Submit Series 
*previously published