Welcome to the spotlight and review
for Priscilla West's
Secret Surrender.
Secret
Surrender
The
Surrender Series
Book Two
Priscilla West
Priscilla West
Genre:
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Date of
Publication: 9/30/2013
ISBN:
ASIN:
Number of
pages: 150
Word Count:
35,000
Book
Description:
“What gives
you a thrill Kristen?”
I knew that
giving in to Vincent Sorenson was a risk, but it was one I was willing to take.
I had hidden my heart for so long and for the first time in a long time, Vincent
was close to breaking down the walls.
When a trip to Vincent’s exclusive private island reveals the real Vincent underneath the layers of suave nonchalance, I thought we were close to the start of something special.
Just when things were looking up for us, I would discover the one secret that Vincent never intended for me to find.
Excerpt:
Previously:
Vincent is calling Kristen over video chat while he is away on a business trip.
His dark eyes
were scanning my surroundings. “You’ve got a nice bedroom. I like the stuffed
animal in the background.”
I laughed. I’d
seen it so often, I’d forgotten it was there. I got up from the desk and went
to retrieve the stuffed bird from my bed to give Vincent a better look at it.
And an explanation for why a grown woman in her mid-twenties had a kid’s toy.
“I also like
those shorts,” he said. “I couldn’t agree more.”
I turned back to
Vincent. “What do you mean?”
“It says ‘juicy’
on the back.”
“Oh God.” My
face heated. “I didn’t have anything else to wear. I got these when I was in
high school. A lot of girls wore them at the time and I caved to peer pressure.
I should’ve thrown them out.”
He grinned. “I’m
glad you didn’t. Suits you well.”
Hoping to move
on to a less embarrassing topic, I picked up my bird and brought it back to the
desk. “On the other hand, I’m never going to throw this out.”
“Why do you have
a plush penguin?”
I squeezed the
soft rainbow beak, posing its adorable face for Vincent. “It’s a puffin. It
looks like the offspring of a penguin and a parrot if they ever mated. I used
to be obsessed with them when I was like five. My parents got me this during a
trip to the museum. That was back when I had a better relationship with them.
I’m not as into puffins now but this guy still has a lot of sentimental value.”
“I can see why
you like it. It’s cute.”
“Well I’m glad
you and Mr. Waddles get along.” I wiggled its nubby feet at Vincent.
“His
approval of you means a lot to me.”
Vincent smiled
in a way that was both charming and cute. If only I had a plush version of him
to snuggle with on nights when he was away on business.
“Spunky on the
outside, soft on the inside. You’re quite the combination.”
He continued as
if another thought just occurred to him. “I know I’ve said this before. But
thinking about you is making it difficult to concentrate on business. I don’t
expect you to understand but it’s hard to focus on work when you’ve got an
erection.”
“Well. . . I
don’t know what to say.” I really didn’t because I’d never had an erection
before but I could at least imagine the dilemma. I offered the first suggestion
that came to mind. “Why don’t you just watch porn like a regular guy?”
His brows
knotted and his lips frowned. “Wouldn’t work. You make porn look bad.” He
opened his mouth to say something further but closed his eyes and sighed deeply
instead.
“Something’s
bothering you. What’s wrong?” I asked.
His elbow on the
desk, he ran a hand through his wavy hair but stopped halfway so that he rested
the side of his head in his palm. He looked weary. “I wished we didn’t have
sex.”
Nerves shot
through my system and my grip on Mr. Waddles tightened. Why would he say such a
terrible thing? Was it because I dumped my baggage on him and now he regretted
being involved with me?
“What? Why?”
“Cause it made
me want you more. I can’t stop thinking about it. You in a blindfold.
Your
gorgeous body. . . It’s so damn frustrating being so far away from you.”
Relief washed
over me like a cold shower in this summer weather. “You scared me for a second
there. I thought you were going to say you didn’t like the sex.”
“I don’t like how
much I liked it. I’m dangerously close to cutting this trip short to come back
to Manhattan. I’m not sure how much longer I can go. I think I might be
addicted to you.”
I felt his pain.
Over the past two days, I’d constantly thought about him and our multiple sex
sessions at his place. It had been distracting—something I welcomed given the
drama of my ex lurking in the background; Vincent was a much needed diversion.
But most of all, it made me realize how far I’d fallen for him in such a
short time. It was frightening and thrilling. Knowing he was feeling the same
way about me made it less frightening.
I had an idea.
“Maybe this will
help,” I said as I placed Mr. Waddles on the far end of the desk away from me.
I released my hair from its ponytail and let my locks drape around my
shoulders. I shook my head to give my hair the voluminous and sexy look I’d
seen in commercials. Then I smiled seductively at him.
He straightened
in his chair. “You have my attention.”
I undid the top
button of my shirt then the next two, enticing him with a view of my black bra
beneath and an eyeful of scandalous cleavage. The nurturing side of me wanted
to heal his pain.
“Mmmm,” he
murmured.
“Like what you
see?” I teased. His desire for me always gave me a thrill.
He nodded slowly.
“I want to see more.”
Character Interview
Welcome Kristen.
Thank you for agreeing to do this interview.
*smiles brightly* Thank you for having me.
Let me get straight
to the hardballs. Vincent’s a gorgeous CEO with nipple rings and tats. Why on
earth would you turn him down? Are you okay in your brain?
*nearly chokes on saliva and coughs* Vincent is a potential
client for my employer. My interest in him is having Waterbridge-Howser effectively
manage his personal assets. If we have any type of relationship, it’s a
professional one. I would appreciate it if you kept the questions professional
as well.
You pinched his
nipple.
*blushes furiously* That was a complete accident! I was
handing him supporting documents during our first meeting and I happened to
trip over my heels and fall into his lap. That was not on purpose. No way. I’d
never do that on purpose. Nope.
That explains the
fall but it doesn’t explain the N-I-P-P-L-E pinching.
I felt something odd when I landed in his lap and my palms
flattened against his rock hard chest. It was something that shouldn’t have
belonged there. C’mon. When you know something’s off you’re saying you don’t
try to see what it is?
My husband was
spending a lot of late nights at work and I found out he was having an affair
with the secretary. I punched that bitch in the face.
Yeah, exactly. I mean. . . no. Wait. What did you just say?
Not important. Moving
on. So tell me what was your impression of Vincent after your meeting in Cape
Town?
I honestly don’t know what to think. Richard and I had spent
weeks practicing and rehearsing our pitch. We really wanted to land Vincent.
But it’s hard to read the guy. He wasn’t at all what we thought. Much more
serious. Much more business-minded. Shrewd. Intimidating. Fuckable. Clever.
Demanding. Confident. Skilled. Not at all the surfer bum we thought he was.
You just said he was
‘fuckable’.
No I didn’t. I said ‘implacable’. He’s a difficult person to
please.
Okay, sure. So if
Vincent asked you out, would you go for it?
I don’t date potential clients. That would be disastrous for
my career. Office politics would be like elephants at a water hole. Besides, I
haven’t dated in 2 years.
Why not?
Personal reasons. Very personal. So let’s just leave it at
that.
Okay. That’s all the
questions I have. Thank you for your time!
Thank you!
About the
Author:
Priscilla
West is the author of the popular erotic romance series The Sandstone Affair
and is currently writing the Surrender series. She likes to write stories with
sassy heroines and strong but flawed heroes.
She enjoys: cuddles, men in suits, eskimo kisses, life-sized teddy bears, and eggs over medium.
You can find her at http://priscillawest.com
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