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Title : First Impressions
Author: Dee Palmer
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Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
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A vulnerable young widow down on her luck. A narcissistic millionaire with all the right resources. Will steamy tension lead to unlikely love?
Harlow Hart didnโt think life could get any worse. After risking a return to dating and getting catfished in Asia, she winds up broke and on the first flight out. Surprised by the airlineโs sexy CEO offer to help her, she refuses to fall for his charming tricks.
Laiken Cash takes exactly what he desires. Irritated that his potential conquest is ungrateful for the assistance, he disciplines her by making her work off her debt as his PA. But when her fiery disdain swells, so does Cashโs desire to rip off her clothes.
Harlow has never been with a man who can navigate a womanโs body quite like Cash, and his expertise is increasingly difficult to refuse. But a past tragedy closed off Cashโs heart and he struggles to open up to the woman driving him wild.
Will Harlow and Cash stop butting heads long enough to give into their deepest temptations?
First Impressionsย is a sultry standalone contemporary romance novel. If you like sizzling power dynamics, enemies-to-lovers’ trysts, and smoking-hot men, then youโll love Dee Palmerโs passionate tale.
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Author Bio
Dee Palmer lives just outside of London. Her passion is writing sexy, steamy romance stories that will scorch the pages right off your kindle and are guaranteed to make your heart pound. She loves an HEA but isn’t afraid to put her readers through the ringer before she delivers.
When not at her desk she can be found either fannying around on Facebook or with her nose stuck in her Kindle. Once in a while when the lights are down she might be spotted about town searching for the best French martinis and throwing some dubious shapes on the dance floor.
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Excerpt
Harlow
Itโs not like I didnโt know places like this existed, or people like Cash lived in them. I just never expected to have an up close and personal encounter. Itโs so far removed from my world. Iโve spent my life in the poorest parts of the world with my parents, traveling in pop up clinics where they would treat and vaccinate and Iโd teach. Since graduating University that is my life, six months abroad, six months in the UK raising money to do the next six months.ย
Sniffing, an unpleasant thought crosses my mind. I push it to the back and lock it away.
โWhat?โ Cash narrows his eyes, watching my face for clues. Itโs probably written like a big fat Sharpie pen across my forehead, still I force a flat smile and shake my head.
โNothing.โ I say silently reminding myself;ย not the time Harlow, not the time to point out that his furniture probably cost more than I will make in my lifetime.
He drops his piles of letters, irritation clipping his words nice and short. โOK, we might as well get this out of the way if youโre going to be working for me.โ He straightens himself to his full height and walks closer to me. I straighten too. Iโm not intimidated by his height, itโs his aurora that has me shaken and he damn well knows it. So much so that it takes a few long seconds for my brain to process what heโs just said.
โGet what out of the way? Wait a minute! What do you mean, work for you? Why on earth would I work for you?โย
โBecause darlinโ You. Owe. Me.โ He steps closer with each carefully pronounced word.
โWhat?โ
โDid I stutter?โ He cocks his head and leaves me utterly speechless.ย He canโt be serious? I mean he looks deadly serious but really? What a complete fucking arsehole.
My blood is boiling at this point and it takes every ounce of restraint not to knock that smug expression off his face. I storm over a the desk in the corner of the room with a flashy Apple PC and wiggle the mouse to wake the screen. He walks up behind me, his body brushes mine. I ignore the sparks of electricity that crackle between. Heโs too close to think. Leaning over, I find I have to bend with him or heโd crush me trying to reach the switch on at the wall. The screen lights up. Itโs a compromising position and I happily elbow him in the gut to give me some space. He steps to the side, clearly amused a throaty laugh rumbles from him. I sit. It takes a moment to open my bank and a few seconds more to remember my login details.
โSo how much do I owe you exactly?โ I ask.
โTwelve thousand dollars for the flight and lets say two hundred for the transfer and accommodation. Iโll throw the food in gratis.โ He says mater of factly. I snort.
โOh youโre such a gentleman but you can do one, if you think Iโm paying twelve grand for a flight I already paid for. I didnโt ask for the upgrade.โ Iโm standing now, indignation prickling my last nerve raw.
โBut you took it.โ He states.
โYou didnโt give me a choice.โ Exasperated, I donโt know him well enough to know if heโs playing me. It feels like a game yet, it doesnโt.
โOh please, you had a choice. It just served your goodie-two-shoes ideals to pretend you didnโt.โ He arches a knowing brow. Even if this was a game Iโm done playing and the last thing I want in the world is owe this man a single damn penny.
โYou are unbelievable you know that?โ
โIโve been called worse, now pay up princess.โ He cups his hand as if waiting for my to hand over the physical cash into his expectant palm.
โHow do you sleep at night.?โ I snide and sit back down.
โButt naked with the AC on full.โย
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