On the set of Wolf TV's hot new reality show "Jane Millionaire," the steamiest scenes aren't in front of the cameras- they're in between takes.With twelve gorgeous bachelors at her beck and call, Jill Davidson (aka Jane) should be in heaven. Instead, her insides are sizzling, and the guy respons...
Emily didn’t want him touching her. The heat of his hands burned right through her T-shirt, scorching her flesh, branding her with memories. “Why are you saying these things?” she asked, hating that her voice cracked, that she wasn’t strong enough to hide her emotions. &nb...
Di Angelo’s Baby Bombshell CHAPTER ONE “I NEED you to pretend to be madly in love with me.” Startled by the request, Dr. Blake Di Angelo tapped his thumbs against the sleek surface of his mahogany desk, thinking that perhaps the petite blonde pacing across his Knoxville medical office had already...
Her tongue swelled to where it stuck to the roof of her mouth. Her brain spun like a child’s toy top. She felt so dizzy she thought she might fall. Her head pounded as if her eardrums had taken up a jungle beat. But she stood firm, not looking at Ross but waiting for a reaction from him. &n...
He’d avoided anything to do with the holiday year after year. To the point that his family had held a well-intended but unnecessary intervention at last year’s not-so-joyous festivities. After their unwelcome confrontation, telling him he needed to deal with Sandra and Shelby’s deaths, they’d con...
Jessie’s scream. He ran toward the sound. His office. What he saw floored him. Jessie’s face was buried against J.P.’s chest. Spray paint marred the wall behind Colin’s desk, marred his desk. Spray paint that lewdly warned to...
She certainly didn’t want to waste her hard-earned money on glittery, glowing fake trees and wreaths and garlands. Just having to walk through the aisles of ornaments and bows made her skin crawl.She fought the urge to throw her hands into the air and run out of the store. This was pure torture.T...
On a scale of one to ten, dinner with Levi rated at least an eleven. Higher. Although he’d started out glancing at a televised baseball game that had only lasted about a minute before he’d only had eyes for her. Sigh. Who knew a playboy would be such a great listener? Simon never had been. Come t...