A standalone romance with a happily ever after! Includes a small preview of HARD TO GET.
She's the richest woman in a city built on billions of dollars, and she's got the trophy girlfriend to prove it.
Business and pleasure have a tendency to mix in the high-stakes world Adrienne Thomas breathes. As the co-owner of one of America's biggest corporations, the young billionaire doesn't have time to date... especially when her recent bisexual awakening leaves her more confused than her confidence likes to admit.
That's why it was so easy to start dating her business partner's smart and gorgeous executive assistant. Amber Mayview made her intentions clear from the moment she first seduced Adrienne: this was all about sex and money, a relationship of mutual needs and satisfactions.
Now, months later, one of the most over the top same-sex couples has reached an impasse. Amber is no longer satisfied with the sugar baby lifestyle. The longer she stays with Adrienne, the more she falls in love with more than just her money.
But for two women who should never be together to make it through this rocky patch, they're going to have to admit more than their love. They're going to survive ex-lovers, a media play that refuses to release them, and enough sex to burn down their city in sinful flames.
Good thing it's worth it. For love, of course. (The money's just a bonus.)
-EXCERPT-
"Look at all those people out there," Adrienne muttered into Amber's ear. "There are millions of people here, and every one of them, no matter what they say right now, would give everything they have to be with me. I'm the wealthiest woman out of them all. I know how to succeed and get what I want. I'll keep getting what I want for the rest of my life. Guess what I want right now, above anything else in the world."
Amber tried to speak, but she was too enthralled that those same millions of people could look into their window right now and see them at their ridiculous play.
It shouldn't have turned her on. Women weren't supposed to be turned on by these silly displays of machismo, even if they came from other women. It's what I wanted, but I'm not supposed to want it... Amber could kiss the glass in front of her, but she would have rather kissed Adrienne.
"What do you want?"
Adrienne shoved her hands beneath the gold fringe. A gasp that could crack the glass slammed into the back of Amber's throat.
"I want you. Yesterday, today, and forever."
Something strangled Amber's heart, and it didn't frighten her. The only thing that frightened her was the possibility that this was a lie. Nobody is meant to truly love me. They only love the idea of me. I'm their fantasy. I'm not their forever... Trophy wives didn't last forever. They did the job until it was time to pick out a younger model. Amber's goal was to amass enough wealth to take care of herself for a long time.
The thought she could actually grow old with someone like Adrienne had never entered her consciousness.
"Do you want me, Amber?"
Her tone implied she already knew the answer to that question. Amber attempted to speak, but everything came out in a series of squeaks or no sound at all.
"I think you do want me. I think you want me so much that you can't contain yourself. All those people out there don't understand to what extent you belong to me. But I know. And you will know. Tonight."
Adrienne backed away, taking her touch with her. Amber watched her go to the nearest chair and sit down, one leg gracefully dangling over the other. She didn't fix the skirt that rode up her thigh.
"Take off that dress for me and all those ignorant people out there."
She's the richest woman in a city built on billions of dollars, and she's got the trophy girlfriend to prove it.
Business and pleasure have a tendency to mix in the high-stakes world Adrienne Thomas breathes. As the co-owner of one of America's biggest corporations, the young billionaire doesn't have time to date... especially when her recent bisexual awakening leaves her more confused than her confidence likes to admit.
That's why it was so easy to start dating her business partner's smart and gorgeous executive assistant. Amber Mayview made her intentions clear from the moment she first seduced Adrienne: this was all about sex and money, a relationship of mutual needs and satisfactions.
Now, months later, one of the most over the top same-sex couples has reached an impasse. Amber is no longer satisfied with the sugar baby lifestyle. The longer she stays with Adrienne, the more she falls in love with more than just her money.
But for two women who should never be together to make it through this rocky patch, they're going to have to admit more than their love. They're going to survive ex-lovers, a media play that refuses to release them, and enough sex to burn down their city in sinful flames.
Good thing it's worth it. For love, of course. (The money's just a bonus.)
-EXCERPT-
"Look at all those people out there," Adrienne muttered into Amber's ear. "There are millions of people here, and every one of them, no matter what they say right now, would give everything they have to be with me. I'm the wealthiest woman out of them all. I know how to succeed and get what I want. I'll keep getting what I want for the rest of my life. Guess what I want right now, above anything else in the world."
Amber tried to speak, but she was too enthralled that those same millions of people could look into their window right now and see them at their ridiculous play.
It shouldn't have turned her on. Women weren't supposed to be turned on by these silly displays of machismo, even if they came from other women. It's what I wanted, but I'm not supposed to want it... Amber could kiss the glass in front of her, but she would have rather kissed Adrienne.
"What do you want?"
Adrienne shoved her hands beneath the gold fringe. A gasp that could crack the glass slammed into the back of Amber's throat.
"I want you. Yesterday, today, and forever."
Something strangled Amber's heart, and it didn't frighten her. The only thing that frightened her was the possibility that this was a lie. Nobody is meant to truly love me. They only love the idea of me. I'm their fantasy. I'm not their forever... Trophy wives didn't last forever. They did the job until it was time to pick out a younger model. Amber's goal was to amass enough wealth to take care of herself for a long time.
The thought she could actually grow old with someone like Adrienne had never entered her consciousness.
"Do you want me, Amber?"
Her tone implied she already knew the answer to that question. Amber attempted to speak, but everything came out in a series of squeaks or no sound at all.
"I think you do want me. I think you want me so much that you can't contain yourself. All those people out there don't understand to what extent you belong to me. But I know. And you will know. Tonight."
Adrienne backed away, taking her touch with her. Amber watched her go to the nearest chair and sit down, one leg gracefully dangling over the other. She didn't fix the skirt that rode up her thigh.
"Take off that dress for me and all those ignorant people out there."
