Captivated: Letting Go / Seize the Night. Megan Hart
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Double the passion—and seduction—as New York Times bestselling author Megan Hart and international bestselling author Tiffany Reisz weave two provocative tales about power, bad-boy lovers and secret desires!
LETTING GO by Megan Hart — Colleen goes to the same bar every night and orders the same drink: a whiskey, neat. She doesn’t drink it, though. Jesse the bartender notices the beautiful, sad woman who keeps to herself. Until one night when she lets go and lets him in. And after that, Jesse has only one mission—to show her one night is only the beginning…
SEIZE THE NIGHT by Tiffany Reisz — Five years ago, a night of forbidden passion between Remi and Julien, the heirs of two powerful and competitive horse-racing families, led to a feud that is threatening to ruin both farms. Now Remi must find Julien again—but when she does, her need for Julien is just as strong and just as forbidden…
Cosmo Red-Hot Reads from Mills & Boon
Captivated
NEW YORK TIMES bestselling author
Megan Hart
INTERNATIONAL bestselling author
Tiffany Reisz
Cosmo Red-Hot Reads from Mills & Boon
CONTENTS
Megan Hart
Tiffany Reisz
Dedication
Dedicated to Shannon Barr and Ann Leslie Tuttle,
who keep me on track no matter how many times my emails go missing!
About the Author
Megan Hart is an award-winning and multipublished author of more than thirty novels, novellas and short stories. Her work has been published in almost every genre, including contemporary women’s fiction, historical romance, romantic suspense and erotica. Megan lives in the deep, dark woods of Pennsylvania with her husband and children and is currently working on her next novel for Harlequin MIRA. You can contact Megan through her website at www.meganhart.com.
Also by Megan Hart
Cosmopolitan Red-Hot Reads from Mills & Boon
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Dear Reader,
Let go!
That’s something the heroine of my new Cosmopolitan Red-Hot Reads from Mills & Boon story has a lot of trouble doing. At least she thinks so. The truth is that Colleen is a woman made to let go, give in to passion, set herself free to explore…even if she’s convinced she’s not capable of it!
Jesse, on the other hand, believes Colleen is more than capable of letting go. After getting to know her over several months of her regular Thursday-night visits to the bar where he works, he’s developed a heavy-duty crush on this enigmatic woman who orders the same drink every week but never drinks it. It’s not until a snowy night and a slow dance that the sparks ignite between them.
It’s not easy, of course, but Colleen and Jesse manage to discover a mutual passion for the exchange of power and control. The rocky road to a relationship is set against the backdrop of one of my new favorite places, the Fell’s Point neighborhood in Baltimore!
I hope you enjoy reading about Colleen and Jesse. And if the story gives you a craving for some good old-fashioned greasy diner food, well…what can I say? Breakfast is my favorite meal!
Thanks for reading,
M
Letting Go
Megan Hart
Contents
Chapter One
“The usual?” The Thursday night bartender grinned at Colleen. He’d already filled her glass three-quarters with amber liquid and pushed it across the polished wooden bar toward her. He added a separate glass of seltzer water with a twist of lime, just the way she liked it.
Jesse, she thought as she brushed the dampness from her shoulders where the snow had melted. That was his name. “Thanks, Jesse.”
Jesse’s eyes narrowed for a moment. He looked her over and, coming to some sort of conclusion, said, “How about an order of onion rings?”
“I... Yes. Sure.” Colleen bit back her initial protest, imagining how good something greasy and fattening would taste. It was exactly what she needed right now, but wouldn’t have thought of ordering until he suggested it. “That would be great.”
“You got it.” Jesse rapped the top of the bar with his knuckles in a staccato pattern, then turned to take another order.
He’d leave her alone. And alone was what Colleen wanted to be. So a few minutes later when a man in a business suit slid onto the stool beside her, she just stared at him when he delivered his pickup line.
The man stared back, rakish grin fading. “I said—”
“I heard you,” she interrupted. “But I already have a drink.”
The businessman tugged at his tie. “So it’s like that, huh?”
“It’s not like anything,” Colleen said quietly.
“Hey, I’m just trying to be nice.”
Colleen half turned away. “So then be nice.”
When he put his hand on her elbow, his fingers pinching just a little too hard, she shoved it away. The businessman looked surprised. Then pissed. He put both hands up and backed off, but not before muttering something that sounded suspiciously like “Crazy bitch.”
“Is there a problem?” Jesse balanced a platter of onion rings on his palm before