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Nicole Lang, erotic romance author, has a secret. Well, two secrets -- and she's keeping them both from her boss. Now that's she's blurted out exactly what genre she writes for when she quits her job to write full time, she's not about to tell the drop-dead-gorgeous Dan Gust that she'd rather work under him than with him.... Until the ring she bought as a good luck charm falls off and Dan bends down to pick it up. How can a girl resist those firm full lips when they're so close to hers?

Dan has worked with Nicole for years, smelling her perfume, hearing her voice, constantly schooling himself to act the cool professional. He never even considered that the calm and curvy blonde is interested in him, or that she spends her nights choreographing hot love scenes. Now that he knows, Dan issues a challenge Nicole can't refuse: if he can prove that mere mortals can have mind-blowing sex, Nicole's next book will feature humans and not stamina enhanced werewolves or super-endowed aliens.

And with a bit of luck, Dan might convince Nicole that a booty call can lead to so much more...
Excerpt
"Why don't I help you?"
She must have thrown him a blank look because he shrugged and continued. "I can't say your genre impressed me all that much, but I can probably give you a few ideas."
Nic felt her color rising. "What the hell do you know of my genre?" Panic followed on silken wings. He couldn't have figured out her pen name, could he?
"I researched it. Space cowboys and werewolves. Supercocks."
She nearly choked. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me the first time."
Asshole! "Who the hell made you a critic?" Forget the lacy bra. She'd simply punch him out.
"I took Lit classes." He shrugged. "I just think erotic romance," he mimicked quotes with those long fingers, "builds unrealistic expectations."
"That's why we call it fiction." She growled the words, prepared to murder him. She'd bite him first, and then she'd kill him. Then she would finish up the chocolate.
"Fine. Whatever." Again a shrug as he leaned back against the cushions. "I tell you what. If I can prove to you regular people can have insane sex, the next novel you write is all about humans. No cyber-enhanced cocks, no magic stamina."

Okay, maybe he hadn't read her stuff, but he talked like crazy. "You're joking."
He didn't move a muscle, and yet the air around him grew thick with tension. "Dead serious."
Okay. Maybe she didn't understand him right. "If you think recapping your recent conquests—"
"You know what I'm saying." His easy relaxed pose veiled a disguised predator.
Heat rose inside her. "What are you saying?"
His gaze stayed steady and intense on hers.
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