A Deal with Benefits. Susanna Carr
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Ashley felt trapped. Cornered.
It was a struggle to remain still and meet his gaze. ‘What do you want from me?’
‘Two weeks in my bed.’
Her skin went hot and her mouth dropped open. ‘I wouldn’t stay in your bed for two more minutes, let alone—’
‘Make it three,’ he said coldly.
Her eyes widened. ‘You—’ she bit out.
‘And now it’s four,’ he said with no emotion. ‘Do you want to make it five weeks?’
A month with Sebastian? The wall she had painstakingly built around herself had shattered after one night with him. What would happen to her after four weeks in his bed?
‘How long do I have before I give you my decision?’
He moved closer, his mouth above hers. She felt his warm breath waft over her skin.
‘You have to give it to me now. Take it or leave it,’ he said.
ONE NIGHT WITH CONSEQUENCES
A high price to pay for giving in to temptation!
When succumbing to a night of unbridled desire, it’s impossible to think past the morning after!
But with the sheets barely settled that little blue line appears on the pregnancy test—and it doesn’t take long for you to realise that one night of white-hot passion has turned into a lifetime of consequences!
Only one question remains:
How do you tell a man you’ve just met that you’re about to share more than just his bed?
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A Deal with Benefits
Susanna Carr
SUSANNA CARR has been an avid romance reader since she read her first Mills & Boon® Modern™ Romance at the age of ten. Although romance novels were not allowed in her home, she always managed to sneak one in from the local library, or from her twin sister’s secret stash.
After attending college and receiving a degree in English Literature, Susanna pursued a romance-writing career. She has written sexy contemporary romances for several publishers, and her work has been honoured with awards for both contemporary and sensual romance.
Susanna lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family. When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading romance and connecting with readers online. Visit her website at: www.susannacarr.com
Recent titles by the same author:
HER SHAMEFUL SECRET
THE TARNISHED JEWEL OF JAZAAR
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Contents
PROLOGUE
“OUR GUEST IS early, Miss Ashley. Ooh, that boat is sweet,” Clea, the housekeeper, said and gave a squeal of laughter that rang through the hall. “You should see Louis running down the dock to get a closer look.”
“It must be quite a boat,” Ashley said. Clea’s husband didn’t move fast. No one did on Inez Key. Their families had been here for generations and they followed the gentle rhythm of island life.
Ashley took a step outside and stared at the scarlet red boat. The sharp and dramatic lines seemed obscenely aggressive against the lazy waves of the ocean. The boat said a lot about the owner. Loud and attention seeking. She squinted and noticed that there was only one person on the boat. “Damn,” she muttered. “He’s single.”
Clea patted Ashley’s bare arm. “I’m sure he won’t require that much work.”
Ashley rolled her eyes. “Single guests are the worst. They expect to be entertained.”
“I can meet him while you change into a dress,” Clea said as she headed down the hill to the dock.
Ashley followed her. “No, thanks. I’m not dressing up for paying guests anymore. Not after that basketball player thought I was included in the weekend package.”
Clea gestured at Ashley. “And what is this man going to think when he sees you dressed like that?”
Ashley looked down at the bright yellow tank top that didn’t quite reach the frayed cutoff shorts. Her worn sandals were so old they clung lovingly to her feet and her long hair was gathered up in a messy ponytail. She only wore makeup or jewelry for a special occasion. A man did not fall into that category. “That we aren’t formal around here.”
Clea clucked her tongue and stared at Ashley’s long brown legs. “You don’t know much about men, do you?”
“I’ve learned more than I ever wish to know,” Ashley said. She’d got her education whenever her father had been around during the tennis off-season. What she didn’t