Sunsets & Seduction: Mine Until Morning / Just for the Night / Kept in the Dark

Sunsets & Seduction: Mine Until Morning / Just for the Night / Kept in the Dark
Tawny Weber

Samantha Hunter

HEATHER MACALLISTER

What happens when the lights go out on a hot, sultry summer night? To Jonas Berringer, bodyguard, Tessa Rose is intoxicating forbidden fruit. She has an intimate knowledge of aphrodisiac scents and, alone in the darkness of a power cut, they indulge all their other senses… Larissa can’t help herself when it comes to her hot ex-fiancé Jason Cantrell. Trapped together in a shop full of sexual and romantic props, would it be incredible sex with her ex?Kaia Bennet had trusted dishy undercover cop, Blake McCauley – who’d arrested her! Now, when the lights go out, the feisty cat burglar has a chance to satisfy her hunger for revenge or her hunger for Blake. No lights. No cooling down. No holding back!

Sunsets and Seduction

Mine Until Morning

Samantha Hunter

Just for the Night

Tawny Weber

Kept in the Dark

Heather MacAllister

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

Mine Until Morning Samantha Hunter

About the Author

SAMANTHA HUNTER lives in Syracuse, New York, where she writes full-time. When she’s not plotting her next story, Sam likes to work in her garden, quilt, cook, read and spend time with her husband and their dogs. Most days you can find Sam chatting on the Blaze

boards at eHarlequin.com, or you can check out what’s new, enter contests or drop her a note at her website, www.samanthahunter.com.

Dear Reader,

Summer is here, my favourite season, and I am thrilled to be part of this collection with Tawny Weber and Heather McAllister. In Mine Until Morning, Jonas and Tessa spend a stormy night in a Philadelphia blackout. Blackouts have a way of bringing people closer, and Jonas and Tessa become very close during their adventure.

Jonas is also suffering his own personal blackout due to his recent blindness, but being in a blackout levels the playing field as he helps Tessa cross the city of Philadelphia in order to help a friend. Jonas also has three gorgeous brothers—all of whom will have their own stories, so keep an eye out for my BERRINGER BODYGUARD books.

Animals are a huge part of my life and often appear in my books, and Mine Until Morning is no exception. I hope you enjoy meeting Irish, the feline partner at the Berringer Bodyguard Agency! To find out more about him, be sure to check out Blazeauthors.com, and learn all about our new Pet Project!

Happy summer,

Samantha Hunter

Thanks to Julie Dutt, for help in understanding

scent, soap-making, how to set up Tessa’s soap

shop, and for the great soaps she makes to go

with my books. Check her out on

Twitter: @latherati.

Many thanks to Diana Holquist and Madeline

Walsh for help with Philadelphia specifics.

Particularly thanks to Diana for info about the

Fletcher St. Urban Riding Club that matches

inner city youth with rescue horses, inspiring

the appearance of one of Philly’s Urban

Cowboys in the book.

Many thanks to Eileen at SEPTA Customer

Service in Philadelphia, for quick, friendly

responses about SEPTA Blackout/Emergency

policies and city route information.

And to Mike, much love and thanks for

everything, as always.

1

1:00 p.m.Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

JONAS BERRINGER FLIPPED the Closed sign on the door of the soap shop, Au Naturel. For the ten hours that the shop was open, all he could think about was being alone with the owner, Tessa Rose.

It was a swelteringly hot Philadelphia evening, which was the norm lately. Though it was cool in the storefront, the air-conditioning making it cool where he stood. Plain wood shelves were artfully stacked with every color and scent of soap and lotion he could imagine. Small baskets of samples, lip balms and various other trinkets and testers were placed strategically where customers would find them.

It was classy, elegant and yet still somehow warm and inviting, much like Tessa herself. Aromas of what he now recognized as jasmine, sandalwood, orange and vanilla, among others, filtered through his senses.

The back room wasn’t air-conditioned, and a blast of heat hit him as he walked into the small foundry, the workroom where Tessa made her products.

It was a little bigger than the actual store and twice as pungent. He’d gotten used to it though, and it didn’t seem overwhelming anymore.

Several tubs and two stoves took up almost all of one wall, and there were shelves of wood soap molds and various containers, amber vials and tools there, as well. On the other side of the room, shelves of curing soaps lined a wall next to a refrigerated unit where more perishable supplies were kept. There was a table for cutting and wrapping next to the desk where Tessa did her accounting.

“Jonas,” she said, her pretty blue-grey eyes warming as she looked up before he announced his presence. He knew that she’d been waiting for him, too. They’d been dancing around this, around each other, for several weeks. Now, it was finally going to happen.

He closed the distance between them, oblivious to the slippery coating of lotions and oils slathered on her hands; she’d been working. He didn’t care about the mess as he pulled her up against him.