Author: Tessa Bailey
Series: Romancing The Clarksons, #3
On Sale: April 25, 2017
Publisher: Forever
This time, she's calling the shots.
Peggy Clarkson is returning to her alma mater
with one goal in mind: confront Elliott Brooks, the man who ruined her for all
others, and remind him of what he's been missing. Even after three years,
seeing him again is like a punch in the gut, but Peggy's determined to stick to
her plan. Maybe then, once she has the upper hand, she'll finally be able to
move on.
In the years since Peggy left Cincinnati,
Elliott has kept his focus on football. No distractions and no complications.
But when Peggy walks back onto his practice field and into his life, he knows
she could unravel everything in his carefully controlled world. Because the
girl who was hard to forget is now a woman impossible to resist.
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“I don’t know, Peggy.” He whirled on her, closing in until she was
forced back onto the desk. “I had an All-American on my squad this morning and
now I don’t. That’s all I know.” He pointed a finger toward the window. “I
solve problems down on the field. Saving people isn’t my job.”
Saving people. God, there
was such a wealth of regret and pain in those two words. But he couldn’t hear
it and she couldn’t address it. Letting him know she saw right through his
façade to the hurt beneath might force Elliott to close himself off. “You
didn’t always limit yourself. Why are you doing it now?”
“Accepting things that can’t be changed isn’t a limitation. It’s
realistic.”
“But how will you know if something can’t be changed unless you
try?”
“When it comes to certain things, Peggy, trying leads to losing.”
He was in her face now, the mint from his toothpaste familiar and inviting
where it slid over her lips. “And I don’t lose.”
No one ever stood up this man but her, and she wouldn’t be cowed
now. “No? You’re out a receiver.” She hitched herself up on his desk. “I’d call
that a loss.”
The tips of his shoes met Peggy’s, his hands gripping the furniture
on either side of her hips. “Who do you think you are, little girl? Coming into
my office and telling me what I’ve done wrong?” His eyes were brilliant in
their vexation, the attraction he was trying so hard to fight. “Where do you
get the goddamn bravery?”
“The bravery is what you liked best about me,” she breathed, heat
sizzling in a downward V toward her thighs. “Isn’t it?”
“No. That bravery is what almost led to my downfall.” His hands
found her bottom, jerking her to the edge of the desk. “I resented it. Still
do.”
“Liar,” Peggy whispered, easing her thighs wider. “You’re dying for
an excuse to head for another downfall.” When her legs were as open as she
could spread them, she leaned up to Elliott’s ear and let her breath shake
loose. “One thrust.”
Elliott’s right hand came up out of nowhere, molding over Peggy’s
mouth as his hips crowded into the notch of her legs. With a quick maneuver to
recline her halfway back, Elliott’s erection found the apex of her thighs,
delivering an aggressive pump against her underwear that sent a scream climbing
up Peggy’s throat, only to be trapped by his hand. Knees jerking up out of
reflex over the rush of sensation, an orgasm almost—almost— broke past the
surface, sending her waters rippling out on all sides. Her legs wanted to hug
Elliott’s waist, her voice wanted to beg for one more, one more, one more, but
he shook his head, denying her, even though his gaze was hot, a low groan
issuing from his harshly masculine mouth.
He leaned in and nipped the lobe of her ear. “Next time, ask
for two.”
THE ROMANCING THE CLARKSONS SERIES
TOO HOT TO HANDLE, #1
TOO WILD TO TAME, #2
TOO HARD TO FORGET, #3
TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BREAK, #4
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad,
California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook,
ripped jeans, and laptop, and drove cross-country to New York City in under
four days. Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while
waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four
walls, she met her husband, best friend, and discovered the magic of classic
rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the
English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts
to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued
to demand her attention.
She now lives in Long Island, New York with her
husband and daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is
incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in
love.
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