blitz tour. wild thoughts by delaney diamond.
It started with a little white lie...
Lindsay Winthrop’s weekly podcast on sex and dating has garnered thousands of listeners across the country, thanks to experience with a loving fiancé she’s been with for years. Except, her husband-to-be doesn’t exist, and now she’s in a bind. With a book deal on the line, she has to find a man fast, and Malik Brooks might be just the man she’s looking for.
If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll stay away from her...
A few years ago, Malik gave up sex and now works hard as a metal sculptor. In doing so, he’s created enough pieces to fill a gallery, and his vow of celibacy has kept him focused. When a major deal falls through, Lindsay makes him an offer he can’t refuse, and all he has to do is pretend to be her fiancé. Sounds easy at first, but after one kiss, he wants more. Then things really get interesting.
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Delaney Diamond is the USA Today Bestselling Author of sweet, sensual, passionate romance novels, born and raised in the U.S. Virgin Islands. She reads romance novels, mysteries, thrillers, and a fair amount of nonfiction. When she’s not busy reading or writing, she’s in the kitchen trying out new recipes, dining at one of her favorite restaurants, or traveling to an interesting locale. To get sneak peeks, notices of sale prices, and find out about new releases, visit her website and join her mailing list. Enjoy free reads and the first chapter of all her novels at www.delaneydiamond.com.
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Malik walked in holding a Styrofoam cup and brown paper sack and looked very delicious in a chest-hugging orange T-shirt and jeans. Her pulse rate tripled. She wanted him like she never wanted any man before. Breathe.
“Hey.” He gave the room a cursory review, and when the corners of his mouth pushed up into a slow, delicious smile, her toes curled in her shoes.
“What’s in the bag?” Lindsay went to stand in front of him.
“Mexican food from your new favorite place.” He handed the food and drinks to her.
His gaze traveled over her body, and she felt his look as if he’d trailed his fingers over her breasts and waist.
“My new favorite place?” she asked, continuing the friendly conversation despite the way the temperature in the room had raised a few notches. “On Buford Highway, I guess?”
He was right. It was her new favorite place. She’d been back several times since their trip there.
Lindsay set the items on the table and peeked in the bag.
“A couple of tacos and a burrito,” Malik said. He was much closer now, his voice low and the heat from his body warming her back.
“That’s a lot of food.” She closed the bag.
“You can save some for later.”
Lindsay turned to face him, and he was standing closer than she thought. She reached for the mental strength required not to maul him.
“Why are you all up on me?” She stepped back so her thighs bumped the edge of the desk.
“Why do you think?” He came closer. A few more inches and they’d touch.
“I have no idea. I have no idea why you’re even here,” she whispered, because that’s all she could manage.
Malik hooked a finger in the waistband of her black slacks and pulled until the tips of her breasts touched his chest. His gaze dropped to her lips. “I think you know why I’m here.”
“Why don’t you tell me.”
His gaze flicked up to hers, and their eyes locked. “I’d rather show you.”
With a hand at her nape, Malik slanted his mouth over hers. She gave in without hesitation.