“Love from Left Field” by Megan Ryder is book number two in the “Knights of Passion” series. This is Miranda Callahan and Lucas Wainright’s story. When Miranda’a father has a heartattack it is up to her to make sure the Georgia Knights become a success. Though everyone expects that the team will fail with her taking over, she is more than determined to prove that she has what it takes to get succeed.
Lucas Wainright is a turnaround consultant, hired by the League to save the Knights and so many other teams. This time it’s personal; before being ousted by Seamus Callahan, Lucas’ family had been the owners of the team. Now, he has the perfect opportunity to regain his rightful place with the Knights, if he’s willing to suppress his scruples and his attraction to Miranda Callahan.
“Really? So you think that I’ll be here, ready to kiss you whenever you want?”
The smile that crossed his face was one of pure male arrogance, confident in his own sex appeal. “Oh yeah. No obligation here.”
He stood and stalked around the desk. Too late she realized that she’d poked the tiger and he was deadly serious about his intentions. He swiveled her chair so she faced him, her chair bracketed between his knees. He braced his hands on the arms, trapping her neatly so she couldn’t escape. Only she had no intention of trying to get away. That kiss had replayed in her mind several times in the few days since the event and she wanted to see if it was exhaustion that had made it so great, or something else.
She tilted her head to the side and relaxed her body, allowing a small smile to spread across her lips. “So now you’re going to prove it was a good kiss? Give it your best shot, lover boy. Let’s see what you got.”
He leaned forward and gently brushed his lips across her, lightly, as if drawing a feather across her skin. She shivered and he chuckled, a low male sound deep in his throat. His lips skimmed her jaw line, brief, barely whispers of a touch, designed to tease, to taunt, to increase her desire. She moaned and went to reach for him.
“Oh no. Stay still for this.” He grabbed her hands with his, and placed them on the arms of the chair, imprisoning them with his own.
He nudged her face up with his nose then rewarded her with a deep kiss, soul stirring yet innocent. After a moment, his tongue slid along the crease of her lips and she opened them, welcoming him in. The kiss quickly turned deeper, hotter, their tongues entwining and exploring. His mouth tasted of coffee and sweetness, like the butter-cream frosting of cake, and she couldn’t get enough of it.
Slowly, chest heaving with exertion, he pulled back, resting his forehead on hers while they both caught their breath.
“Still think it was obligation?”
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