Excerpt Reveal: Dirty Little Secret by Kendall Ryan
She’s much too innocent for me, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting the sweet, young librarian. I’m dominating and possessive, and my control streak runs a mile wide.
The way she looks at me—like I’m one of the heroes in the books she loves, like I’m broken, and she wants to be the one to piece me back together—it only complicates things further. I’m nobody’s hero.
But there’s no denying my tragic past reads like one of her favorite literary classics. It’s raw. Visceral. Captivating. And together, we’re a perfect mess.
How can I resist when the sexual sparks zapping between us set me on fire? The need to control, and claim her force my walls to come tumbling down, but when she learns about my dirty little secret, will my world come crashing down with it?
Written in the same vein as Kendall Ryan’s New York Times bestselling and much loved international phenomenon, Filthy Beautiful Lies, Dirty Little Secret begins an erotic new series.
The way she looks at me—like I’m one of the heroes in the books she loves, like I’m broken, and she wants to be the one to piece me back together—it only complicates things further. I’m nobody’s hero.
But there’s no denying my tragic past reads like one of her favorite literary classics. It’s raw. Visceral. Captivating. And together, we’re a perfect mess.
How can I resist when the sexual sparks zapping between us set me on fire? The need to control, and claim her force my walls to come tumbling down, but when she learns about my dirty little secret, will my world come crashing down with it?
Written in the same vein as Kendall Ryan’s New York Times bestselling and much loved international phenomenon, Filthy Beautiful Lies, Dirty Little Secret begins an erotic new series.
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EXCERPT
“Emma
could be the perfect companion, don’t you think?” I turned to face his desk,
where he still sat.
He
rolled his eyes, and I swooped in for the kill. He’d had his chance. I’d given
it to him on a silver platter. Which meant that the coast was clear. If he
didn’t want her . . .
“So,
you don’t mind if I take her to the Bennett Foundation gala?” I raised my
eyebrows.
Gavin’s
brow furrowed but his eyes went ice cold, his pause saying far more than his
words. “Of course not. Why would I mind?”
Bullshit.
Maybe
this little push was just what he needed to get his head out of his ass.
I
nodded. “Good.”
His
mouth turned down a notch, and I could tell he was thinking. Processing.
For
a moment, I didn’t think he was going to take the bait. But then, I knew my
brother. I’d laid down a challenge, questioned why he was so adamantly against
the idea of hiring her, and although he didn’t want to open up and share, this
topic was far from over. Our calendars were slammed, and we both knew it. His
assistant had joked just that morning that it would make her job a hell of a
lot easier if we each just found a girlfriend. Gavin had scoffed so hard, I
thought he was going to bust an artery.
Gavin
heaved out a sharp exhale. “What makes you so interested in her, anyway? I
thought they were all a number on a paycheck to you?”
I
shrugged. “They are until they’re not. You, of all people, should know—”
“Enough,”
Gavin barked.
“Right.”
I shoved my hands in my pockets. “Shame, though. Seems like there’s something
. . . interesting between you two.” Briefly, I wondered if they had a
history. “Anything you want to tell me?”
“No,
but I have a question for you,” he snapped back with a lethal smile that didn’t
reach his narrowed eyes. “What the fuck are you still doing in my office?”
“Trying
to find out whether you’re going to let me have this one, or if we’re going to
be fighting for the same prize,” I answered honestly.
Gavin
looked up from his screen. “Are you high?” His mouth thinned into a firm,
chiseled line. “If you want her, take her. I’m not playing with her like she’s
a chew toy.”
“Okay.
But that doesn’t change the fact that you need a date to the charity auction. A
girl like her on your arm? Imagine the business we could do. She’s like a
walking commercial. And when you’re done rubbing elbows with all the fancy
people, I’ll take her off your hands for a couple of events of my own. Use your
head, man, she’s perfect. The girl every guy wants to be seen with. Sweet
enough to bring home to Mother, hot enough to imagine her on her knees, with
that mouth—”
“Got
it,” Gavin snapped. He stared at a point on the ceiling, then blew out an
annoyed sigh. “If I take her to the fucking auction, will you stop, already?”
“Yup.”
“I’ll
tell you right now, though, if this is business, neither of us are sleeping
with her.”
I
bit back a laugh but nodded anyway. If that was what Gavin wanted to tell
himself, I wasn’t about to stop him. Fact was, though, if she would have either
of us, we’d probably get our dicks caught in our zippers in the rush to get our
pants off. Telling him that would only make him change his mind, and I’d gotten
what I wanted.
If
this girl had my big brother this riled up? She was something special. And no
matter what he thought of himself, he deserved something special in his life
again. If I had to agree to take her out as well just to get him to go along
with it, so be it.
It
wasn’t exactly a hardship, after all.
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