Wild Nights with her Wicked Boss

Wild Nights with her Wicked Boss
Nicola Marsh

Her red-hot boss definitely shouldn’t be on her ‘To-Do’ list!When glittering socialite Jade Beacham’s life falls apart she’s determined to make a completely fresh start. Packing away her designer wardrobe, she heads out to the arctic splendour of Alaska to become deliciously dangerous Rhys Cartwright’s newest – and feistiest! – employee.Expecting a high-maintenance princess, Rhys finds Jade’s enthusiasm and natural beauty surprising…and outrageously enticing! If working together is wicked torture, then giving in to temptation is worse – as their blistering night together plays havoc with Rhys’s strict ‘one night only’ rule…

Praise for Nicola Marsh:

About MARRIAGE: FOR BUSINESS OR PLEASURE?: ‘Awash in passion, sensuality, and plenty of sparks. The terrific characters immediately capture your attention, and from there the pages go flying by.’

—www.romantictimes.com

About TWO-WEEK MISTRESS:

‘Funny, witty and sensually enticing, TWO-WEEK MISTRESS by Nicola Marsh left me laughing at the antics of her characters while enjoying the sensuality of this novel.’

—www.cataromance.com

About TRIP WITH THE TYCOON:

‘Sterling characters, an exotic setting and crackling sexual tension make for a great read.’

—www.romantictimes.com

‘What now?’

Jade could barely see in the dim street lighting, but she heard the exasperation in Rhys’s voice.

‘You’re ticked off. Not a good start to our working relationship. I don’t want to leave things like that—tense, awkward.’

She shrugged, feeling more foolish by the minute—a feeling which only increased as she focussed on the patch of smooth bronze skin at the base of his throat.

The colour of his skin matched her favourite crème caramel dessert…oh, so tempting…A bizarre urge to lick it popped into her mind, and an inane craving to taste him urged her to close the short gap between them and…Just one little lick. Surely that wouldn’t be harmful?

Lost in a fanciful haze, she missed the moment he loosened his grip and started running his hands over her upper arms. And though she wore a woollen jumper under her own parka her skin tingled.

‘Doesn’t seem too tense now.’

She stared at his lips, transfixed. The last thing she needed was a kiss from her boss. What she wanted—now, that was a different matter entirely…

Wild Nights with her Wicked Boss

By

Nicola Marsh

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

About the Author

NICOLA MARSH has always had a passion for writing and reading. As a youngster, she devoured books when she should have been sleeping, and later kept a diary whose content could be an epic in itself! These days, when she’s not enjoying life with her husband and sons in her home city of Melbourne, she’s at her computer, creating the romances she loves, in her dream job. Visit Nicola’s website at www.nicolamarsh.com for the latest news of her books.

Don’t miss Nicola’s next novel,

DESERTED ISLAND, DREAMY EX!

on sale next month in

Mills & Boon’s® exciting new Riva series!

Recent titles by the same author:

THREE TIMES A BRIDESMAID

OVERTIME IN THE BOSS’S BED

A TRIP WITH A TYCOON

MARRIAGE: FOR BUSINESS OR PLEASURE?

TWO WEEKS IN THE MAGNATE’S BED

THE BOSS’S BEDROOM AGENDA

For my original Alaskan lumberjack: Martin, this one’s for you, babe.

Chapter One

A SCORNED woman needed a new start and Jade had flown from Sydney to Vancouver to get it.

Nothing or no one could stand in her way now.

Just let them try.

She adjusted her suit jacket, smoothed her skirt and approached the reception desk, a black marble semi-circle with Wild Thing emblazoned across the front in large silver letters.

‘Hi. I’m Jade Beacham, here to see Mr Cartwright.’

The receptionist, a cool blonde who looked as if she’d stepped off the cover of Vogue, pointed to a nearby chair. ‘Take a seat. I’ll let Mr Cartwright know you’re here.’

Ignoring the nerves tumbling through her belly like sugar-overloaded mice, she perched on the edge of a chair, reluctant to sit back for fear of creasing her skirt. Thankfully, she’d had the sense to grab a few of her designer suits before she’d fled her old life, and wearing her fitted sable pinstripe suit, the familiarity of it gave her some stability in a world turned topsy-turvy a few weeks ago.

Her mind drifted for a nanosecond…Had it only been three weeks since she’d discovered everything, everyone, she believed in had lied to her? That the people she admired the most, the people she loved, were living a sham?

Realising her fingers were cramping from clutching her bag so tight, she deliberately relaxed them, labelling the memories of her former life as a place she didn’t want to go; especially not now, when she had to nail this interview.

Her future depended on it.

Better she concentrate on mentally rehearsing her spiel, revising every detail she’d learned about Wild Thing, the world-renowned company famous for its top-end Alaskan wilderness tours.

Thanks to Callum Cartwright, the hot-shot executive who’d interviewed her back home as part of an elaborate screening process, she had a chance at nailing this job.