A Dash of Temptation

A Dash of Temptation
Jo Leigh

Tess Norton knows that Dash Black is way out of her league.She just looks after his houseplants, for heaven's sake. But she can't resist a sizzling fling with the sexy media king before she settles for Mr. Ordinary someday. Dash has never experienced a woman like Tess in his life. Hot…sweet…sinful, she occupies his bed - and his mind - day after day.She's a welcome distraction in the New York frenzy that he calls home. For Tess, he knows he's just a man to do. Not a man to marry. But sometimes sex and romance can get all mixed up when you least expect it….

Dash Black. The sexiest man on earth.

Tess moved beneath the silky sheets, her body pleasantly warm from their amazing lovemaking earlier. Dash lay beside her breathing gently. She wanted to get up, call all her friends with the news. Why not? It was her bed, after all. He was a guest. A lover.

Her lover. If she wanted him to be.

Could she just have a fling? Or would she end up losing? She was half in love with him already. Then what? Long lonely nights wishing he was with her? Jealousy every time she saw him in the National Enquirer?

It was foolish to get involved with him. What could he possibly see in Tess from tiny Tulip, Texas, who was trying to make it in the Big Apple?

Dash wasn’t going to fall in love with her. This was about fun and sex. Sex and more sex. Which was by no means a bad thing. As long as she didn’t confuse it with love. If she said yes to the sex part, what did all the rest matter? He belonged in her bed…and boy, did Dash belong in her.

“So to do Dash,” she whispered. “Or not to do Dash?” She grinned and gazed over at his nude body.

Even in the dark he was a beautiful man. With that sculpted chin, strong nose and eyes that made grown women weep.

All in her bed. Hers. Tess from Tulip, Texas.

A Dash of Temptation

Jo Leigh

To Lawrence, who is my Man To Keep

Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Epilogue

Prologue

To: Erin

CC: Samantha

From: TessThePlantLady@hotmail.com

Subject: Men I’m NOT Going To Do!

Okay, picture this: I’m with Brad. He’s wearing Armani and he smells like cashmere on ice. His hair is perfect, including the obligatory rakish bangs across his forehead. His frown is fetching, his gaze hurt.

Me: I’m sorry, Brad. I just can’t do this. I want more from a relationship than you can give.

Him: Oh, Tess. You’ve made me realize you’re the only woman in the world for me. I’d be lost without you. (He drops to one knee and whips out a Tiffany ring box. Flicking it open, the diamond blinds me for a moment.)

Him: Marry me, Tess. Be mine forever.

Me: Put that 1.2 million dollar ring back in your pocket. We’re not meant to be together. I must go.

Him: Wait! Tess! (He bursts into racking sobs.)

Me: (I wipe a tear as I head for the subway. My posture is excellent.)

Nice, huh? Okay, so here’s what really happened.

Me: I don’t think we can, I mean, uh, I don’t think I can see you anymore.

Him: Okay.