That Night with the CEO

That Night with the CEO
Karen Booth

It was a one-night stand—until her next project has them working side by side! Entrepreneur Adam Langford always gets what he wants. And he wants the blonde who shared his bed a year ago—then vanished. Now a tabloid scandal whisks Melanie Costello back into his life—as his new PR guru! But the real headline would be if their red-hot secret got out. Transforming the rebellious image of the soon-to-be CEO will take Melanie’s best makeover skills. But how do they hide their sizzling chemistry? Her PR firm is on the line. Will she risk everything for the one man she can’t resist?

Adam traced his fingers up and down her spine as Melanie leaned into him.

He was drawn back into the memory of having her in his apartment, the way she felt in his arms. Her words from that night came rushing back. You feel like a dream.

“I shouldn’t have hugged you. It was unprofessional.”

“I thought we were taking a break from professional.”

She reared her shoulders back and looked him in the eye. “Are you going to let me go?”

“As near as I can tell, you’re holding on to me just as tight.”

She rolled her eyes—childish from most women, adorable from Melanie. “I’m trying to keep myself upright.”

He was certain he’d heard every word she’d said, but her lips were so tempting and pouty that it was hard to grasp details. “Then stop being upright.”

Before Melanie knew what was happening, Adam was kissing her. And like a fool, she kissed him right back.

That Night

with the CEO

Karen Booth

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

KAREN BOOTH is a Midwestern girl transplanted in the South, raised on ‘80s music, Judy Blume and the films of John Hughes. She loves to write big-city love stories. When she takes a break from the art of romance, she’s teaching her kids about good music, honing her Southern cooking skills or sweet-talking her supersupportive husband into mixing up a cocktail. You can learn more about Karen at www.karenbooth.net (http://www.karenbooth.net).

For Bobbi Ruggiero and Patience Bloom.

We share an unbreakable bond—the sisterhood that comes from loving John Taylor for more than thirty years. Now, let’s arm wrestle for him.

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Women had done some nutty things to get to Adam Langford, but Melanie Costello was going for a world record. Adam watched on the security camera as her car pulled through the gate in the most relentless rain he’d seen in the four years since he’d purchased his mountain estate. “I’ll be damned,” he mumbled, shaking his head.

Thunder boomed.

His dog, Jack, nudged his hand, whimpering.

“I know, buddy. Only a crazy person would drive up here in this weather.”

The hair on his arms stood up, but the electricity in the air wasn’t from thunderstorms. The anticipation of seeing Melanie for the second time in his life left him off-kilter. She’d done a number on him a year ago, giving him the most consuming night of passion he could remember and then slipping out the door before he awoke. There’d been no goodbye whispered into his ear, no nudge to wake him for a parting kiss. All she’d left behind was a memory he couldn’t shake and countless questions, the most pressing of which was whether she’d ever make him feel that alive again.