The Laws of Seduction: A French Kiss Novel Read Free

you’ll do it.”
    W ANTED HER TO? Rex needed her to. And for one more reason than the obvious. From the moment he met her in Boston he couldn’t get her out of his mind. A frustration almost as bad as being in this hellhole of an American jail.
    Quite frankly, he wanted to get out of it so he could get into her as soon as possible.
    Crude, but he also knew there was only one way to get over an obsession and that was to confront it directly. And Charlotte Andreko was quite simply a confrontation waiting to happen.
    And why was that? Because she certainly wouldn’t be the most beautiful woman he’d ever been with, the amount of which he stopped counting by the time he’d turned twenty. The same number of years later his choices in women had only become richer and more varied. Yet the moment he made Charlotte’s acquaintance all the others seemed lacking. There was just something about her, whether it was her overconfidence or sense of self-importance or an intelligence that always kept him on his guard—he couldn’t be sure.
    Because it couldn’t just be her juicy breasts, her slim waist, that delicious double handful of cul he ached to squeeze, those slim, endless legs he longed to part. Could he really be that base? He smiled to himself— oh, he most certainly could . Ever since Boston he dreamed of burying himself inside her, taking her fast and hard and in someplace not quite respectable. Against a car. In some dark corner of a barroom. He glanced over. Right atop this table. Fist those blonde twists of hair between his fingers as her neck arched back, those lusciously plump lips open in a silent scream of release as he pummeled her senseless.
    But there was something else he needed to accomplish before he’d let his lust take over, and that was to destroy whoever was doing this to him. And as with any business challenge it’d be a complete annihilation, no prisoners, no looking back. Except, he knew, for Charlotte. Charlotte . Because as much as he wanted out of this jail, this ridiculous charge, this whole infuriating mess, he wanted her more. Infinitely so.
    “Get me out of here,” he said.
    She snapped her fingers. “Just like that. Do you really think it’ll be that easy?”
    “Why wouldn’t it? Are you thinking I can’t make the bail?”
    “Oh, I’m sure you could. But what was it they called you?” Those blue eyes swiveled upward. “Ah yes—an extreme flight risk. And your own jet to do it with.”
    “I’d have to be an idiot to jump bail.”
    “You would think.” She bent toward him, her creamy décolletage in plain view. “And then you thought to call me. That alone has me questioning your sanity.”
    “You’re here, aren’t you?” As he knew she would be. “What does that tell me?” Hopefully, that she found him as irresistible as he found her.
    “That maybe you should be questioning my sanity as well.”
    “At this point I really don’t care,” he said, strangely apprehensive. He wasn’t used to feeling this on edge. But then again, he’d never been arrested for sexual assault before. “Will you do it or not?”
    “Don’t you think you’d better tell me your side of the story?”
    He shrugged. “It’s actually pretty simple. There’s a funding bill Mercier wants Congress to pass. It has to do with dredging harbors to deepen them for the new larger ships and tankers we’d like to purchase. In this region there’re two ports vying for consideration. Here in Philadelphia, and Elizabeth in North Jersey where Mercier has a terminal. Naturally, Mercier wants the funding for Elizabeth, but the bill has been stuck in committee so long, it’s becoming more and more apparent it’ll never get to the floor for a vote. Especially since Congress is due to adjourn this week until after the elections. After that the bill may as well be dead.”
    “You seem to know a lot about American politics,” Charlotte said.
    “When you’re working with international trade deals,