Amber Rules, The Hollywood Rules (Book 1)

Excerpt:

“We got off on the wrong foot yesterday.”  Amber’s cheeks bloomed with color.  “This is a working relationship.  I won’t be sleeping with you.”

“So certain,” he murmured.

“I’m not going to be your beck-and-call girl.”

“Pity.”  Evan scanned the restaurant.

“Look, I have a job to do.”

Evan imagined running the back of his hand over the slope of Amber’s breast.  “Just what is your job?”

“Chief Efficiency Officer.”  She allowed herself a private smile.  “I’m here to make you play better.”

“Well, if it’s cause and effect you’re looking for, you kissed me and I put one in the hole.  So…”

“Smooth.  Lines like that usually work for you, do they?”

He drew back in mock innocence.  “Lines?  I don’t need lines.  I’m Evan Oliver, the biggest badass in the NBA.”

“More like the biggest head case in the NBA.”

“If that was true, I wouldn’t need you.”

“I’m not saying you’re crazy.”  Was that a tinge of desperation in her voice?  “You just lack…I don’t know.  Focus?”

His knuckles popped as his fist clenched.  If one more person told Evan he lacked focus he’d have to punch them.  “I can be very focused.”  He relaxed his fingers over his thigh as he leaned in closer to whisper in her ear.  “Amazingly focused.”

 

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