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Julie Masterson craves a taste of danger. Despite being familiar with the different games people play in the bedroom, shes never given in to her curiosity about putting her body in someone elses poweruntil a chance meeting with Daniel Covington, the seductive Senior VP of Weston Bank, draws her into a titillating new world of sexual experience, one that she never knew she desperately needed. Daniel is highly respected within his community, but he hasnt had an exclusive relationship for over two years. Yet Julies eager innocence is driving him to the brink of ecstasy, making him rethink his feelings about commitment. As their sizzling connection heats up, Daniel is ready to take Julie fully under his command. But when the dangerous side of their play rears its ugly head, Julie will have to decide if she trusts him enough to surrender completelyor if she should escape before she gets burned...

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Seduced By Fire

Partners in Play - 1

Tara Sue Me

To Ginger, who unknowingly started everything.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

This novel holds a special place in my heart as it was written following a very difficult time in my personal life. They say when a door closes, a window opens. If thats the case, Seduced by Fire is my window.

There were many people who helped make this book what it is and I am forever grateful to them.

To Rebecca Grace Allen, who has been the worlds best crit partner, brain stormer, chat buddy, and friend a person could ask for. You stuck with me in the early days and wouldnt let me give up. Thank you.

To Cyndy Aleo, who forces me to be better and never lets me settle. Youll never know how much your support has meant. Thank you.

To Danielle, who makes me laugh, makes me think, and helps in innumerable ways. You have been indispensable and I cant imagine doing this without you. Thank you.

To Lauren and Christina, who encouraged me to continue. You guys . . . there arent enough words. Thank you.

To Lauren and Tonya, who gave feedback that helped tremendously. I hope you know how much I value your comments. Thank you.

To Claire Zion, who took my words and made them so much better. I am blessed to have you as an editor. Thank you.

To Kathy, who is always there to offer just what I need. Youre good people, Kathy. I hope you know that and I hope you know how much you mean to me. Thank you.

To my husband, who is my support, my encourager, my idea bouncer offer, and my champion. I dont know how you manage to do it all and stay sane. Thank you.

And to my readers, who allow me the privilege of telling them a story. I am honored. Truly. Thank you.

ONE

According to Julies best friend and business partner, Sasha, men only bought flowers for two reasons: to get in your pants, or to get back in your pants. While Julie didnt think that to be an absolute truth, once Sasha made up her mind, she didnt often change it.

The front door of Petal Pushers, the floral shop they owned together, opened with a melodic ring. After seeing the two customers walk in, Julie decided to make her case once again.

Look at those two, she said with a whisper, making sure the customers couldnt hear. I highly doubt hes trying to get into her pants.

Sasha looked up from the computer where she was placing an order for next weeks stock. The he in question was tall, with sculpted angular features, and dirty blond hair, but the woman by his side wasnt the usual trophy girlfriend. She was an older woman, dressed for the chilly weather in Wilmington, Delaware, in a winter white coat that probably cost more than Julie made in a year.

Never know these days. Sasha punched a few keys on the computer. I need to make a few calls. Can you handle these two?

Julie waved her to the back office and turned her attention to the couple still standing by the door. This time she noticed how expensive the guys coat was while he talked on his cell phone. The woman with him admired a floral arrangement displayed for an upcoming wedding.

Good afternoon, Julie said. Welcome. Can I help you with something?

The older lady smiled. My great-granddaughter has a ballet recital tonight. I wanted to pick up some flowers. She turned to the guy, still on his phone. Daniel, do put that away and come here.

The man at the door spoke a few more words before disconnecting. Sorry, Grandma. It couldnt wait.

She rolled her eyes. It never can.

I heard that. His voice was low and deep and as he approached, his gaze met Julies. Blue steel was her first thought when she saw his eyes. Hard and immovable. She actually squirmed under their scrutiny.

For a second, she thought he realized the effect he had on her, because something in his expression flickered with understanding. Just as quickly, though, his mouth upturned into a soft smile. Were looking for something to thrill the heart of a five-year-old ballerina.

Julie stood and told herself to focus on the sale, not the customers eyes. Your daughter?

The older lady laughed. Heavens no, dear. Not Daniel, she said as if the idea of Daniel having a daughter was the most humorous thing in the world. Its for his niece.

Daniel appeared unaffected by his grandmothers words. He only raised an eyebrow to Julie and proceeded to take off his leather gloves.

He pulled one finger at a time free, and for whatever reason, Julie found herself unable to stop watching the mundane task. His fingers were long, and as he took the last glove off and kept it in his fist, she admired the elegant but subtle strength in the way he moved. Her mind drifted, imagining those fingers brushing her skin. Those hands on her . . .

How would his touch feel cupping her chin, trailing downward, across her breasts? Lower, brushing her hips, inching closer

He smacked the gloves against his palm.

The five-year-old in question, he said, eyes lighting at her startled expression, loves ruffles, ponies, and all things princess.

Focus, she scolded herself. Flowers.

Sounds like she would love pink roses.

Pink roses. Excellent suggestion, Ms. Masterson, he answered with a whisper and a glance at her name tag. Thats exactly what I thought, but Grandma thought wildflowers.

Based on what you said, the roses. Definitely pink roses.

Well take a dozen. His blue eyes were steady on hers and she leaned closer as his voice dropped further. How about you, Ms. Masterson, what type flowers do you like?

Im not really a flower-type girl.

Really?

She shrugged. I guess it comes from working with them all day.

It wasnt that she didnt like flowers; she just didnt like getting them from men. In her opinion, there were plenty of other more romantic gifts.

Daniel, his grandmother said. Have you decided on something?

He winked at Julie. Were going with pink roses. Shes guaranteed to love them.

After they left with the roses, Julie tried to decide what it was about him that made her react the way she did. He had a breezy confidence about him, but a lot of her male customers did. There was something, though, about the way he moved that seemed somehow more.

They leave? Sasha asked, returning from the back office and running her fingers through her dark spiky hair.

Yeah. And you were wronghe wasnt trying to get into anyones pants. He was buying flowers for his niece.

Sasha flipped through the days receipts. Daniel Covington doesnt have to try to get into anyones pants. Women just drop them at the mere sight of him.

Julie looked up from the new arrangement she had been working on. You know him?

It really shouldnt have surprised her. Sasha knew everyone. It was one of the reasons the shop had been so successful. Julie was the business-minded one, Sasha the people person.

Or maybe she had dated him. Sasha was known for her ability to run through men like tissue paper. Every other month, it seemed she was on the arm of a new guy. New and improved. Highly disposable. But certainly Julie would have remembered Daniel.

I dont know him, know him, she said. But I know of him. Hes the senior vice president of Weston Bank.

Second-largest bank in Delaware.

That certainly explains why he didnt blink at the cost of a dozen pink roses in January.

Wealthy and good-looking, Julie said with a sigh. The universe is so unfair.

Sashas head snapped up. Not you, too.

Not me, too, what?

Wanting to drop your pants for Daniel.

Julie picked up the flower shed been trimming and twirled it between her fingers, trying not to remember how she had imagined Daniels hands and what theyd feel like on her body. I dont want to do any such thing. Whats it to you, anyway? Youre always telling me to get out more.

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