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Quinn Jennings has buildings on the brain--not love and romance. A serious architect, he's delighted to discover that Lori is willing to skip dating protocols and head straight for the sheets. And aided by the steamy books on Lori's bedside table, he's busy indulging both of their wildest fantasies. But when life in Tumble Creek takes a dangerous turn for Lori, Quinn's protective instincts kick in.
Suddenly he cares. More than either of them ever expected�.
367 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 2009
“Don't even try to make this into something weird, Lori. We grew up in the same place, so get over your complex. Unless, of course, this is part of your fantasy. The asshole rich boy and the noble girl from the poor family."
"Fuck off," she growled.�
“I think he could handle being used. It would be good for him. He's having trouble sleeping.�
'“In fact, I think you’re a genius, Quinn. And I think I’m a genius for picking you.� “Revisionist history. You didn’t pick me. I inserted myself into your sordid plan.� Lori grinned. “Right again. You are a genius at inserting yourself, Quinn Jennings.�
You get to see Quinn's view on his and Molly's childhood and the way their parents treated her achievements; how they managed to make their genius son hate his every successful moment in school. 'His habit of getting lost in work had started way back in elementary school, when report cards meant it was time for their dad to say something cruelly dismissive about Molly.' How can you not love him.“I do feel sort of like a harem girl being called up for the sultan’s latest pleasure.�
“Aaron, listen. Please. I will never sleep with you. And I will never sleep with anyone else in front of you. Nor,� she interrupted when he opened his mouth to speak, “will I sleep with someone you know and then tell you about it. Is that clear enough? Just drop it, all right?�
"But…� He looked confused, not believing even a gay woman wouldn’t want to sleep with Aaron, god of the hot river guides. A deep crease of thought appeared between his eyebrows. “But I thought we were friends.�
”Oh, for God’s sake. I don’t even know what to say to that.�