Seducing His Heart

Inside a fashionable apartment house on Manhattan's Upper West Side, sparks fly when tenant, Bess Cooper, as delectable as the desserts she whips up on her TV baking show, bumps into her gorgeous new neighbor Whit Bass. A well-known broadcast journalist, he's locked in a hot and heavy embrace with a sophisticated model, like those who accessorize his every outfit, and boudoir.

Just as sweet and luscious as her famous apple pie, Bess has a handsome cop boyfriend, her Friday night sleepover, who claims undercover police business prevents him from crawling under her covers more often -- and a constant companion, her pug, Dumpling. Whit, aka Mr. No Commit, is a smooth-talking womanizer. Bess is the kind of Happily Ever After girl you make the mother of your children. Yet, against their will, they're drawn together as powerfully as the poles of a magnet. Will she have the fortitude to survive a shattered heart again? Is Whit chasing a dream of success half a world away -- or running scared? Desperate, Bess turns to her Monday Night Dinner Club her four faithful friends, all pug-owners! Combining high level corporate hi-jinks and the stunning climax of a top secret, headline-blasting crime, this torrid tale will take your breath away!

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The ding of the elevator startled Bess Cooper. The doors opened, revealing a man and woman in a heated clinch, kissing as if the end of the world was imminent. Bess cleared her throat. The handsome man cracked an eyelid open and turned his head slightly. He eased the woman he was smooching away and cast a sardonic look at the Bess.

"Who the hell are you? If you've come to see the apartment, it's been sold," he said, straightening up.

"I live here. Who the hell are you?" Bess rested her fists on her hips.

"I live here, too." The man pulled his tie loose and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

"So, you're the new owner of fifteen B?" Tall, lean, gorgeous black hair. And those eyes. Wow. Familiar face.

"They told me a little, old lady lived in fifteen A." He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his mouth.

"'They' is a real estate agent?"

He nodded.

"Big surprise. An agent who lies," she sniffed, shifting her weight. "You're my new neighbor?"

"Guilty. And you're the little, old lady?" His cool gaze traveled her length and back in a heartbeat. A slow grin curled his perfect lips. "Remarkably well-preserved."

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