New York Times bestselling author Nalini Singh kicks off her new Hard Play contemporary romance series with a sizzling story that’ll leave you smiling…
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CHERISH HARD
A Hard Play Novel by Nalini
Singh
New York Times bestselling author Nalini Singh kicks off her new Hard Play contemporary romance series with a sizzling story that’ll leave you smiling…
Sailor
Bishop has only one goal for his future – to create a successful landscaping
business. No distractions allowed. Then he comes face-to-face and lips-to-lips
with a woman who blushes like an innocent… and kisses like pure sin.
Ísa Rain
craves a man who will cherish her, aches to create a loving family of her own.
Trading steamy kisses with a hot gardener in a parking lot? Not the way to true
love. Then a deal with the devil (aka her CEO-mother) makes Ísa a corporate VP
for the summer. Her main task? Working closely with a certain hot gardener.
And
Sailor Bishop has wickedness on his mind.
As Ísa starts
to fall for a man who makes her want to throttle and pounce on him at the same
time, she knows she has to choose – play it safe and steady, or risk all her
dreams and hope Sailor doesn’t destroy her heart.
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EXCERPT
Fuming, Ísa made sure to set the alarm system and lock up.
Everyone else was already well into their summer vacation—the sole reason Ísa
was here was because she hadn’t been able to work on her lesson plans at home.
Her upstairs neighbor was having repairs done to her
bathroom that required banging and hammering.
Not all of it involved nails and wood.
Hopefully the repairs would be finished by now. There was
only so much ecstatic orgasmic screaming that a single woman in online-dating
purgatory could stand without being driven to violence.
She spotted the tan-colored gardening truck the instant she
came down the front steps of the school’s imposing redbrick main building and
turned left to head toward her car. The hot gardener had parked it right next
to her zippy blue compact. The front of the truck had four doors with tinted
windows while the large bed was piled with shovels and other manly tools as
well as a huge sack of clippings.
His light brown T-shirt was hanging over the top of the
tailgate.
Which meant he was still walking around topless somewhere
around here.
“Get in your car, Ísa,” she muttered to herself, well aware
what would happen if she came face-to-face with that delicious hunk of manhood.
Because while she might’ve conquered her shyness, she knew her limits.
Confronted by a bare-chested man who made her ovaries
explode, she’d turn bright pink, lose her ability to form speech, and end of
story. “Oh—”
She would’ve bounced off that sculpted chest if he hadn’t
grabbed her by the hips.
“Hey, sorry,” he said with a startled smile that lit up the
dazzling blue of his eyes. “I didn’t see you.”
“No, um, my fault.” It looked as if he’d crouched down to
check one of his tires or something else but had risen to his feet right when
she swung around to get into her car. And God, his skin was so hot and smooth
and he was so tall and his shoulders were so broad and her mouth was drying up.
The stuttering would begin at any moment.
The same stuttering Suzanne had mocked relentlessly when
they were fourteen. Until Ísa had gone silent around everyone except the few
friends she trusted. And now that horrible, ugly-hearted girl was getting
married, having a baby, getting a happily-ever-after. Added to which, Ísa’s
mother was jerking her on a string like she was a marionette, and her last
“date” had asked her to call him Woofy and reward him with doggy biscuits.
The blue of the gardener’s eyes flickered with a hot flame.
And she thought… I know
him. But before she could follow that faint thread, all the fury and hurt and
frustration and sheer aggravation in Ísa ignited into an incandescent inferno.
She went mad.
Grabbing the hot gardener’s beautiful face in her hands, she
said, “I want to kiss you.”
A wicked grin. “Go on ahead.”
And Ísa pressed her lips to his.
Meet the
Author
Nalini Singh is the New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling, Guild Hunter, and Rock Kiss series.
She lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing.
If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find
lots of excerpts and free short stories on her website. Slave to
Sensation is the first book in the
Psy-Changeling series, while Angels’
Blood is the first book in the
Guild Hunter series. The Rock Kiss books are all stand alone and can be read in any order.
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