Guy Rule: No falling for a one-night stand.
Declan McGowen knew the beautiful ballerina with violet eyes was his the
moment he first saw her. He doesn’t want to let her go after their one
passionate night together, but he doesn’t have a choice. Not when her first
international tour means the world to her..
Juliette Moureaux spent four long months dreaming about her night with
Declan. She never thought she’d see him again, but she underestimated his need
for her. Declan hunts her down her first night back—right after she’s just
found out she’s pregnant with his baby.
closed the rest of the gap and stood next to her chair, looming over her.
That’s when I noticed the silence, and I broke our connection to see several
pairs of eyes studying me.
you mind if I borrow this beautiful lady?” I asked lightly, making sure there
was pleasant humor in my tone. I didn’t want to scare her off by betraying how
desperately I wanted to simply toss her over my shoulder and run away to some
place where I could keep her all to myself.
silence. I held my hand out to my violet-eyed girl and waited. I hoped somewhere
inside her, she understood that if she accepted this gesture, she would no
longer have a choice. She would be mine.
was the longest seconds of my life, but then she placed her hand in mine and
sealed her fate. I helped her to stand and then placed my hand on the small of
her back and led her away to a dark, empty corner of the roof.
we were hidden from the view of others, I ran out of patience and slowly
lowered my mouth to hers. At first, it was a few light brushes, but it wasn’t
enough, so I licked along her bottom lip, requesting entrance. She parted them
immediately, earning a growl of approval from deep in my chest. My hands had
found their way to her lower back, and I clenched the fabric in my fists as I
pulled her body flush against mine.
tasted amazing, and the sound of a soft moan took my annoying erection straight
to a fucking baseball bat. Damn, I wanted her. I needed privacy, a bed, and our
naked skin touching.
finally lifted my head and smiled at the dazed expression on her face. “What is
your name, my beautiful ballerina?”
she whispered. “Juliette Moureaux.”
was sexy. I ran a finger across her cupid’s bow. “Juliette,” I repeated, loving
the way her name rolled off of my tongue. “I’m Declan McGowan.”
ABOUT FIONA DAVENPORT
Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels
since… well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy
stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the
steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of
awesome since I’ve always wanted one.