In TAMED BY THE OUTLAW, Author Jessie Jameson is the Bad Girl of romance, making a huge name for herself writing love stories with sizzling hot sex scenes. No one needs to know that her real-life inspiration is sexy publishing exec Grayson Reynolds. Or that after the hottest sex of her life, Grayson walked out on her. Now the sparks are flying. Grayson's finally taken the reins of his family's publishing business, and he's determined to sell off the romance division, but when Romance ends up in bed with Business, only one can walk away...
He's taking on the bad girl of romance...
Author Jessie Jameson is the Bad Girl of romance, making a huge name for herself writing love stories with sizzling hot sex scenes. No one needs to know that her real-life inspiration is sexy publishing exec Grayson Reynolds. Or that after the hottest sex of her life, Grayson walked out on her.
Grayson's finally taken the reins of his family's publishing business, and he's determined to sell off the romance division. But Jessie Jameson's contract is complicating things. It's like she's been trying to ruin him ever since the mind-blowing night they shared-the night she walked out on him.
Now the sparks are flying. Heated, sexy sparks. It's a Wild West showdown between Jessie and Grayson. But when Romance ends up in bed with Business, only one can walk away...
Slipping back into her jacket, she yanked her hair out from under her collar. As it fell back around her face, she looked up, straight into the eyes of Grayson Reynolds—CEO of Reynolds & Reynolds Publishing, sex god, and ass-hat extraordinaire.
Standing just a few tiny inches from Mr. Large-And-In-Charge made an uncomfortable heat radiate from her face again. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Ass-hat lifted an amused brow, but his gaze never faltered from her chest. “Interesting choice of shirts.”
She tugged her jacket closed.
Lila lunged between them like an Olympic long-jumper. “Mr. Reynolds. I—uh—I apologize. Jessie doesn’t visit the corporate offices much. She obviously has you confused with someone else.”
Nope.
Jessie knew exactly who the ivy-league prick was, despite the fact he’d given her a false name to get her into bed a year ago.
When she’d slept with him, she had no idea he was the Reynolds heir in line to be CEO of her publishing house. Absolutely no idea he’d be the one signing her paychecks. And she certainly hadn’t known he was a cold-blooded snake, cruel enough to make love to a woman and then sneak out as if he were a thief in the night.
But she sure as hell knew it now.
{ about michelle sharp } .
Michelle Sharp is a romance author from the Midwest. Although she has a degree in journalism from Southern Illinois University, she finds weaving tales of danger, deception, and love much preferable to reporting the cold, hard facts. Her goal in life? To team resilient, kick-ass heroines with the sexy alpha’s who love them. As most writers probably are, she is an avid reader. Her first choice is usually a story with a thrilling combination of danger and love, but any book with a great voice and intriguing story will keep her turning pages well past any reasonable bed-time.
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