The CEO’s Seduction

by Diane Alberts  
Publication Date: December 12, 2016  
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Indulgence, Contemporary Romance





The last thing Brett Ross wants is to be back in the same old damn small town he grew up in, but his best friend is getting married, so there’s no way he’s skipping yet another visit back home. He knows what he’s getting into, coming back here, but the one thing he didn’t count on was the way Anna Hamilton made him feel the first time he sets eyes on her…and she’s all grown up.

Anna’s always been in love with Brett, even if she’s always been his best friend’s annoying little sister to him. But when he looks at her, she doesn’t see annoyance in his eyes anymore. If anything, she sees a silent calling for her to save him from himself…and she’s just the girl to do it. All she needs is to find a way to escape her pesky, protective older brothers…

And then the game is on




The next thing he was fully conscious of was waking up, a warm body pressed to his. A warm, naked body. He ran his hands down the curves of the woman next to him, still lost in the fog of sleep. When had he brought someone back to his place?
Had he gone out drinking last night?
When his hand roamed over the woman’s bare breast, she moaned and arched her back. Desire clenched his gut, and he rubbed against her bare ass. Her breast fit inside his hand perfectly, and he couldn’t remember ever feeling something so damn right before. Nuzzling her neck, he slid his hand down her side, inching over her at stomach, eager to explore the rest of her body.
He slid his fingers in between thin thighs. She was hot and wet. Groaning, he arched against her ass again. Hot damn, she had a nice ass.
And she smelled good.
Like plumeria.
The only reason he knew that particular fragrance was because he’d bought it for Anna at Bath & Body Works every Christmas for the past ten years of his life, and he loved the way it smelled on her...
Naked woman.
And just like that, he remembered exactly where he was with painful clarity. He was at the Hamiltons’ house. Drunk. In a woman’s room. With his hand between the legs of someone who smelled like Anna and felt better than heaven. He yanked his hand free and scooted away, squinting through the darkness that wasn’t so dark anymore, his heart pounding against his ribs harder than a jackhammer.
Pictures of the Hamilton family surrounded him.
And there, by the light, a picture of him and Anna at his graduation.
They had their arms around each other, and her eyes were sparkling with happiness. He remembered that day very well. She’d told him she couldn’t be more proud of him. She was the only one to say so.
She’d been sixteen.
With a sense of impending dread, he turned his head to the woman still asleep in bed. Her blonde curls were achingly familiar. There was no doubt whose body he’d been caressing. And he’d held her breasts. Slipped his fingers inside her...
Son of a bitch, how was he supposed to forget how she fitt in his hand to perfection or how soft her skin was against his? And how the hell was she not moving?
Touching her had shaken him off his goddamn core, and she was still asleep?
He wasn’t sure whether to be insulted or not.



Diane Alberts is a USA TODAY bestselling Contemporary Romance author with Entangled Publishing. Under the name Jen McLaughlin, she also writes New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestselling books with Penguin Random House. She was mentioned in Forbes alongside E. L. James as one of the breakout independent authors to dominate the bestselling lists. Diane is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent Agency.

Diane has always been a dreamer with a vivid imagination, but it wasn’t until 2011 that she put her pen where her brain was, and became a published author. Since receiving her first contract offer, she has yet to stop writing. Though she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal clear water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a schnauzer mutt, and three cats. Her goal is to write so many fantastic stories that even a non-romance reader will know her name.





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