No
one really knows this, but when I first started writing Conflict of
Interest, it was called Latte
Liaisons because a lot of it took place
in coffee shops. Through edits and plotting and rewriting, both title and
settings changed.
In
the published version, this became a much hotter scene on an abandoned beach. However,
the exchange between the characters in this original version still holds a
happy place in my memories. In this case, Kenzie has just started working as
Scott’s publicity manager, and is trying to teach him things like how to behave
at formal dinners.
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Scott listened intently, fighting
every single yawn that tried to force itself out as he let her lecture him on
etiquette. Please, please let him make it through the next few months of this.
At least watching her lips move, the confidence in her blue eyes, the way she
tucked her hair behind her ear when she got into something, was a pleasant
distraction.
Kenzie said something else, he
wasn’t sure what, and caught her bottom lip between her teeth. He wouldn’t mind
doing that. What would she do if he leaned across the table and kissed her?
Freak out most likely. But she hadn’t seemed to mind the other day. It was
probably a good thing she’d made it so clear that was in the past, otherwise he
might be tempted to ask her again.
Hell, he was still tempted.
“Scott.” Irritation punctuated every
consonant as she said his name.
He blinked, and realized she was
waiting for him to do something. “I’m sorry, come again?”
She glared at him. “You’re not
listening.”
“I’m trying.” He needed to backpedal,
she looked pissed.
“You’re not.”
Shit, she was pouting. He forced his
hands to stay on the table, instead of reaching over and running his thumb over
her lower lip. What was wrong with him? He never had this kind of trouble
around women. A pretty face was the same as any other as far as he was
concerned. “”I really am.” He poured sincerity into his reassurance. “It’s just
so much to absorb.” Or it had been the first time he’d heard it, two decades
ago. “I guess I’m going to be a slow student.”
Her chest rose and fell as she
exhaled, and he forced his gaze away from the movement.
“All
right.” She relented. “We’ll take it slower. One meeting at a time.”
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Blurb
Kenzie propositions a sexy
stranger in a coffee shop to prove to herself she’s capable of taking a risk.
She doesn’t expect him to be sitting across from her the following Monday as
her newest client. Even worse, she can’t stop thinking about what might have
happened between them on a personal level if it weren’t for their professional
relationship. He knows how to push her buttons, and she doesn’t want him to
stop.
Scott has built his software
company from the ground up to escape things like stuffy old men telling him how
to behave, so he loathes his board of directors ordering him to make the public
forget he doesn’t have a verbal filter. When his new publicity manager is the
almost-fling he never expected to see again, he seizes the opportunity to have
fun and still pretend he’s complying with the board’s edict.
Giving in to desire could mean
both their jobs, but each “one last time” always leads to another. Now they
have to decide what they’re willing to sacrifice to indulge this conflict of
interest.
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