She was only supposed to be a game… With his pretty-boy looks, engaging smile, mad skills, and a rep for playing just as hard on and off the stage, award-winning jazz musician, Tristan Locke doesn't believe in love or exclusivity. Bored with the ease in which he gets women, he accepts a bet. Tristan Locke doesn't believe in love or exclusivity. Bored with the ease in which he gets women, he accepts a bet. Tristan must bed Phoenix Avery - who proclaimed on her Instagram that she is a virgin waiting for love and marriage - before the annual Mardi Gras Masquerade Party. Confident he will win, Tristan relentlessly pursues Phoenix until he is struck by the most unlikely sensation of all...love.
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EXCERPT “My granddaddy warned me about men like you." I eased off the desk, crossed my arms, and leaned against the wall next to her, determined to remain physically close. "Did he? What did he say about men like me?" "That you only want one thing from women, and you'll do anything to get it. Once you do, you're gone." I tilted my head, my gaze focused on her plump lips. "What's the one thing?" She had the nerve to blush and looked away as she mumbled. "You know." "Maybe I do, maybe I don't." I stood in front of her, placing my hands on the wall on either side of her chest. "Tell me the one thing I want from you." Phoenix scowled. "Can you move?" "Am I bothering you?" She huffed. "Yes, you are. You shouldn't be this close. Now, please move." Chuckling, I removed my hands but remained in place. "Yeah, you still a little girl." Phoenix objected. "Little girl? I'm a grown woman." "You're not if you can't have an open and honest conversation about sex with me." "I can talk about sex. I don't want to talk about it with you." "Oh, you can say the word. Good for you." "Can you leave me alone, Tristan?" she asked and only held herself more protectively. I was getting to her as much as she hated it. "Well, then be honest with yourself that you can't talk sex with me because you're attracted." She stomped her foot. "I'm not." I smirked. "Yes, you are. Why are you here right now?" Phoenix said sarcastically, "I work here." "Your shift is not until seven. You knew I would be here early today, and you hoped I would talk to you just like I am." She poked my forehead. "These thirsty birds in here got your head big. I had to come in to meet with Scarlet." "Then why are you talking to me instead of her?" "Did you forget you walked in here? I wasn't looking for you or hoping to see you." She tried to move around me, and when she did, I blocked her path. "You do know this is sexual harassment?" I curved my hand around her waist and focused on her mouth. "You really do have nice lips, all soft and dying for my kiss." I lowered my head, and she seemed transfixed by my actions. When her lips slightly parted, I smiled triumphantly. "Harassment is unwanted attention."
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