Surrender to Temptation Part II: Tempted to Rebel by Lauren Jameson Page B
Authors: Lauren Jameson
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down, knowing that his hormones are probably much calmer than mine in this moment.
I have a sneaking suspicion that I will like anything he tells me to like.
Lifting the glass to my lips, I take a sip. Heaven pours over my tongue and down my throat, and I surprise myself by taking a second sip.
“It’s lovely.” Alex is watching me with pleasure, and I feel absurdly pleased that my enjoyment of the liquid has pleased him. “What is it?”
“Mouton Rothschild, Bordeaux Red. 1943 was an excellent vintage.” I very nearly choke again.
1943? This wine is seventy years old?
How on earth much must it have cost?
My face must display my shock, and Alex laughs—a sound unexpected from someone who looks like he does. There is no malice in the sound—he seems to be genuinely enjoying me.
I like the way the skin at the corners of his eyes crinkles as he laughs.
“Why?” What on earth is he going to expect in return for two sips of something this outrageously expensive?
“Why not?” He sips again, not breaking eye contact with me. “I think you deserve it. If you feel the need to alleviate some ridiculous misplaced sense of give-and-take, then you tell me why you are so nervous.”
My jaw drops a fraction at his supercilious words.
Misplaced sense of give-and-take?
Excuse me? But in the same breath he has told me that he—a stranger—thinks that I deserve wine that is over twice as old as I am. Flustered, I take another deep sip from my glass, buying time.
I don’t deserve anything. I take one more small sip of the wine, telling myself that it’s okay, it’s just wine, not a self-actualizing experience.
He wants to know why I am nervous? Fine. I’ll tell him—though I won’t delve too deeply into it. Then he’ll laugh
at
me, and I’ll have a reason to leave.
Lauren Jameson is a writer, yoga newbie, knitting aficionado, and animal lover who lives in the shadows of the great Rocky Mountains of Alberta, Canada. She’s older than she looks—really—and younger than she feels—most of the time. She has published with Avon and Harlequin as Lauren Hawkeye and writes contemporary erotic romance for NAL. Visit her online at www.laurenjameson.com and www.laurenhawkeye.com.
Surrender to Temptation
Part I: Tempted to Submit
Part II: Tempted to Rebel
I have a sneaking suspicion that I will like anything he tells me to like.
Lifting the glass to my lips, I take a sip. Heaven pours over my tongue and down my throat, and I surprise myself by taking a second sip.
“It’s lovely.” Alex is watching me with pleasure, and I feel absurdly pleased that my enjoyment of the liquid has pleased him. “What is it?”
“Mouton Rothschild, Bordeaux Red. 1943 was an excellent vintage.” I very nearly choke again.
1943? This wine is seventy years old?
How on earth much must it have cost?
My face must display my shock, and Alex laughs—a sound unexpected from someone who looks like he does. There is no malice in the sound—he seems to be genuinely enjoying me.
I like the way the skin at the corners of his eyes crinkles as he laughs.
“Why?” What on earth is he going to expect in return for two sips of something this outrageously expensive?
“Why not?” He sips again, not breaking eye contact with me. “I think you deserve it. If you feel the need to alleviate some ridiculous misplaced sense of give-and-take, then you tell me why you are so nervous.”
My jaw drops a fraction at his supercilious words.
Misplaced sense of give-and-take?
Excuse me? But in the same breath he has told me that he—a stranger—thinks that I deserve wine that is over twice as old as I am. Flustered, I take another deep sip from my glass, buying time.
I don’t deserve anything. I take one more small sip of the wine, telling myself that it’s okay, it’s just wine, not a self-actualizing experience.
He wants to know why I am nervous? Fine. I’ll tell him—though I won’t delve too deeply into it. Then he’ll laugh
at
me, and I’ll have a reason to leave.
Lauren Jameson is a writer, yoga newbie, knitting aficionado, and animal lover who lives in the shadows of the great Rocky Mountains of Alberta, Canada. She’s older than she looks—really—and younger than she feels—most of the time. She has published with Avon and Harlequin as Lauren Hawkeye and writes contemporary erotic romance for NAL. Visit her online at www.laurenjameson.com and www.laurenhawkeye.com.
Surrender to Temptation
Part I: Tempted to Submit
Part II: Tempted to Rebel
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