The Perfect Gentleman
Pages: 202
Publish date: September 5th, 2017
Publisher: –
ASIN: B075FHHHWH
Purchase: Amazon UK – Amazon US – Amazon AU
As an attorney he defends the defenseless. But when the suit comes off and the gloves go on, his passion is teaching others how to defend themselves.
His life was purposefully methodical. Completely under control. Just the way he likes it.
Until Emma McClain walks in his gym. Battered. Broken. And utterly breathtaking.After his last relationship, Alex swore he’d never give another woman the power to hurt him. But with her unforgettable smile and killer legs, Emma has him fighting for control.
Little does he know she is fighting for her life.
Will he be able to save her before it’s too late? Or will an unexpected revelation cost them both the ultimate price?
The Perfect Gentleman:
Today I have the privilege of sharing an excerpt of The Perfect Gentelment by Delaney Foster. Thank you to Inkslinger and Delaney for this chance.
If you are looking for a quick, fun and emotional read, then this one is for you. While short it definitely packs a punch. Nevertheless, if you like something that is sexy, heartbreaking and fun all at the same time.
Am I wearing cute panties? Oh my God. Why am I worried about my panties? Why am I so nervous all of a sudden? I’ve managed to turn into a hormonal teenage girl in a matter of minutes. Oh, I know why. Because I definitely noticed the way he looks in his jeans. And the way his hot pink polo hugs his biceps like it’s hanging on for dear life.
The way the black ink of his tattoos winds and coils around his skin, taking it over, claiming it. It takes a real man to pull off a hot pink polo and he is most certainly pulling off that polo. I’d like to pull off his polo. For Pete’s sake, Emma, focus.
Did I put on deodorant? I lift my arm away from my body just enough to smell myself. Not bad for a woman who just ran all the way through the hundred-acre woods. Still, I press the button and fill my palm with more of the foamy soap, spreading it underneath both arms, then rinsing it off with sink water.
Next stop: the lady bits. Do I dare? I look around the private bathroom as if an invisible person has snuck in through the locked door. Then, I check the lock on the handle to make sure it’s pushed all the way in. I chew my bottom lip and stare at myself in the mirror, contemplating. What the hell am I thinking? He’s not going anywhere near my vagina.
About the Author
Delaney Foster is a Louisiana native, not far from New Orleans, where eating, drinking, and dancing are pretty much a requirement for citizenship. She loves all things romance, a good glass of wine, and Saturdays at the baseball park. She definitely believes leggings are pants and is a bit of a book whore. It all started with Jane Austen and her Darcy and has evolved to the likes of Ella Frank, Mia Sheridan, and Colleen Hoover. Just to name a few. In her love stories, you will find sexy, alpha males and the strong women who love them.
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