Courting Trouble

Courting Trouble
Kimberly Dean

When times get tough, how bad does a good girl have to get?Sienna Blakely is bright, articulate, underemployed and forced to rely on the one asset she vowed never to use – her looks.With bills piling up, Sienna signs a contract with Luxxor Escort Services. A contract that strictly forbids any sexual contact with clients… And then she’s assigned to companion Jason Sloan. Just meeting the man causes a full-body jolt. Arrogant, powerful, and sexy, he’s trouble. And he can see through the facade she’s erected, right down to the intelligent and sensual woman underneath. He challenges her wits, and he challenges the rules.

COURTING TROUBLE

KIMBERLY DEAN

(http://www.mischiefbooks.com)

Copyright

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Ebook Edition © 2014 ISBN: 9780007579549

Version: 2014–11–25

Contents

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Title Page (#u5df8a8f5-7d24-5bfa-a153-7c741c346c62)

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Prologue (#udc989d5e-ab4c-58fb-b65a-203f34975b60)

Chapter One (#u9597a1fc-6d69-5dd9-9999-dc981b7225f0)

Chapter Two (#u22f42f63-f9b5-560a-833a-d2d0274f01f8)

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Prologue (#ulink_5f3e2dda-d7a5-5121-9936-0d569bdefeab)

Blue was the colour of the evening. Nina was awash in it the moment she stepped off the elevator onto the first floor of the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History. Sky-blue, azure, sapphire and teal filled the expansive wing. The Portraits of Planet Ocean exhibit had been running at the museum since the fall, but the event planners had done a quick makeover for the private after-hours event.

Special lighting had been brought in, dimming the harshness of the normal fluorescent glare. The indigo rays gave the event a more intimate and calming feel. Sensual, although she doubted the party organisers realised that.

Blue tablecloths covered the tables that had been set up, and huge blue ribbons hung from the ceiling. She didn’t see one dress in the room that wasn’t in the appropriate range of the colour spectrum. She brushed her fingers over the turquoise silk that clung to her own curves. She fitted right in – although the mischievous side of her wondered what responses she might have received if she’d shown up wearing fuchsia.

Then again, it never paid well to be mischievous with this crowd.

She stepped further into the room. She couldn’t think of a more appropriate setting for Aquamarine’s charity fundraiser, although the parking situation wasn’t ideal. This part of DC was clogged with tourists all hours of the day. Fortunately, most of the attendees had drivers.

They could afford them.

‘Would you like a drink, miss?’

Nina turned her attention to the waitress who’d quietly slipped up to her. Even she was dressed in the colour of the evening. The female staff wore iridescent blue-green sheath dresses, while the men wore matching ties. The material was patterned to look like fish scales, but in an attractive way. Blonde, graceful and gorgeous, this young lady could have pulled off the full mermaid ensemble, seashell bra and all, if needed.