Indecent

Indecent
Tori Carrington

From the moment Lucky Clayborn struts into his office, psychologist Colin McKenna wants the fiery redhead badly. With her long, long legs and short, short skirt, she has him far more interested in her luscious body than her mind.But how can he possibly have a proper patient/doctor relationship–something his career depends upon–when all he wants to do is to get lucky…with Lucky?Lucky figures the sexy doc needs his head examined if he thinks she'll be telling him her deepest thoughts. Because all she's thinking about is getting naked with him! The only sane thing to do is for Lucky to get a new psychologist, so she can show Colin just how crazy she can get…. Only, she hadn't counted on his sexy bedside manner breaking through her mind's defenses–or her heart's….

Lucky wore nothing but an apron

The shoulder straps barely covered her breasts. Her fiery red hair framed her face in a riot of sexy curls. She’d brought a large metal spatula with her from the kitchen, and the way she held it seemed to indicate that if the need arose, she could use it for something other than turning food.

Colin’s throat tightened as she leaned against the doorjamb, causing one of the straps to move so that her nipple peeked out. He stared at her intently. “Come here.”

Her green eyes twinkled at him naughtily. “I would, but I’m afraid I might burn something.”

“Baby, the only thing burning is me sitting here looking at you looking like that.”

She slapped the spatula into her opposite palm, her gaze traveling in a leisurely way over his nude body where he sat on the bed. The action made him entertain all sorts of ideas about what she could do with the utensil.

“Over easy or sunny-side up?”

Colin allowed his mouth to curve into a slow, suggestive smile. “Any way I can get you.”

Dear Reader,

In our first SLEEPING WITH SECRETS title, Forbidden, you met Leah Dubois Burger and bad-boy-to-the-bone J. T. West. And their relationship was really, really hot! But if you thought that was intense, just wait until you feel the chemistry between Colin McKenna and Lucky Clayborn!

In Indecent, sexy psychologist Colin refuses to take on provocative Lucky as a patient, namely because he wants to have sex with her in the worst way…. Unfortunately, it’s also in a way that’s dangerous to his career. You see, this isn’t the first time he’s dealt with a patient’s desire, and that episode is the reason he now handles only group appointments. But all too easily Lucky turns the tables on him, making him feel as if he’s the one needing help. And with Lucky, he is….

Colin and Lucky’s story is so unlike anything we’ve written before. We hope it proves to be one of those one-sitting reads for you! We’d love to hear what you think. Write to us at P.O. Box 12271, Toledo, OH 43612, or at karayianni@aol.com. And be sure to visit us on the Web at www.BlazeAuthors.com and www.ToriCarrington.com.

Here’s wishing you love and hot, memorable reading,

Lori & Tony Karayianni

aka Tori Carrington

Indecent

Tori Carrington

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

We wholeheartedly dedicate this book to Susan Till, who reads between the lines and knows what we want to say even when we don’t. Thanks for making us look so good!

Contents

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

1

GOING WITHOUT sex wasn’t Colin McKenna’s idea of a good time. Which meant he’d had a pretty lousy time of it for the past three months.

His athletic shoes clapped against the cement walkway paralleling the Maumee River, his cadence even, the sound of his breathing filling his ears. To his right, the sun was just beginning to break the horizon causing the temperature to rise on the clear June day. He’d run this route along the river ever since buying his downtown penthouse condo last year. But in the past three months the route had lengthened and lengthened along with his rising level of sexual frustration.

Another man might take things into hand, literally.

Colin preferred running.

His lungs began burning, protesting the pressure he was putting on them. He grudgingly slowed his paced then came to a stop, panting as he turned toward the sun’s rays and squinted out over the river to the East Side and International Park. He’d grown up here in Toledo, Ohio, though a long way from downtown in the suburb of Sylvania. But he hadn’t hesitated when a block of newly renovated condos had gone up for sale in an old department store building, putting him in the heart of the midsize city that was an intriguing mix of old and new.

He took several deep breaths, each slower than the one before, as he brought his pulse rate under control. As a psychiatrist, he knew the power of mind over body. It was of some interest, then, that his body was increasingly overruling his mind’s need for control.

He’d never paid much attention to the importance of sex in his life until he’d been falsely accused of indecent behavior by one of his patients three months ago. That was when his attorney had suggested he go without until the case was either dropped or settled in order to create a picture of himself as a model, upstanding citizen. Not that he hadn’t been that before, but he realized he had been a serial dater.

The case was also the reason why he no longer counseled patients one-on-one but rather took only group and couples sessions.