A Suite Deal
[June 2004]
Megan O’Toole has been in David White’s way from one airport to the other–and now they’re double-booked with their families into the same hotel suite. How’s a guy to concentrate on the upcoming job interview of a lifetime when he’d rather broker a deal with his heart?
2003 Holt Winner for Short Contemporary
Reviews
“Fast moving and fun, this is the book to read when you’re ready for a screw-ball comedy.”
Susan Mobley, Romantic Times (August 2002)
Excerpt
“You’re quite tall, Mr. White.” Megan stood on tiptoe and could barely kiss his chin.
“We can solve that.” He lifted her onto the sink edge and she widened her legs so he could fit in their vee. They were nose to nose, her fingers laced through his braces, his hands on her hips.
“Are you a man of solutions?” She edged to toy with the hair at the nape of his neck and dipped her fingers beneath his shirt collar.
“I try to be.” He kissed her eyelids, began a slow descent with his lips.
“Kiss me on my mouth.”
“Do bossy women run in your family?” He held his lips a breath away from hers.
“It’s the O’Toole curse.” She began to unbutton his shirt.
“Is there an O’Toole blessing?”
“Kiss me and find out.”