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The Bouquet List
by Barbara DeLeo
Re-release of newly edited version: 4/11/16
About the book:
He’s #5 on her Bouquet List. Tall, dark…and completely forbidden.
After a too-close call with death, Yasmin Katsalos is checking some things off her Bouquet List—things to do after you thought you were going to die. Fun fashion choices? Check. Purple hair and a cute diamond nose stud? Check, check. Now she’s on to item #5: a flirty fling with a man who’s tall, dark, rich…and totally out of her league.
And restaurateur Lane Griffiths definitely fits the bill.
Lane isn’t just out of Yasmin’s league. He’s also her brother’s best friend and therefore off-limits. Now that they’re working together on renovations for her family’s wedding hall, however, Yasmin has plenty of opportunities to bewitch, bother, and boldly seduce. He’s reserved. She’s relaxed. The only thing they share is a spark of attraction that’s too strong to resist. But is Lane just another item on her bouquet list… or has Yasmin found something on her list that will last?
**Note: this title was originally released July 14, 2014 and has been updated to be a closed door Bliss.
They were channeled toward the stage, and as they got closer and closer to the source of the music, Yasmin found herself moving faster and faster. Lane’s moves were having some magical effect on her, and it was as if she’d always known how to dance. She was gasping for breath when the song finished and a slow ballad started. Seeing other couples move closer into each other’s arms, she turned to go back to the table, but felt Lane catch her hand again.
“I was only getting started.”
She looked into his blue eyes then and saw something burning there. He wanted her. She could see it in the way his pupils dilated, in the way he squeezed her hand.
“I’m dying,” she said, waving a hand at him. “Let me just get a drink.”
“After this one, I promise,” he said and pulled her close against his body.
The singer was crooning about a girl who’d watched a guy from afar, a guy who’d never really know her, and how he’d regret it his whole life. Yasmin relaxed and let her body mold into Lane’s. His hard chest was firm against her breasts, and her body began to have its own reaction to him. Warmth radiated from each place he touched her and pooled in her belly. He rested his cheek against her hair and she could feel the warmth as he breathed in and out. “You feel nice,” she whispered into the ne fabric of his jacket.
“Sorry?” He lifted his head and bent his face closer to her mouth. “What did you say?”
“I said I think this is a gorgeous dance floor and that we should—”
“Funny, it sounded like much fewer words the first time around.”
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About the author:
Barbara DeLeo’s first book, co-written with her best friend, was a story about beauty queens in space. She was eleven, and the sole, handwritten copy was lost years ago, much to everyone’s relief. It’s some small miracle that she kept the faith and is now living her dream of writing sparkling contemporary romance with unforgettable characters.
After completing degrees in Psychology and English then travelling the world, Barbara married her winemaker hero and had two sets of twins.
She still loves telling stories about finding love in all the wrong places, with not a beauty queen or spaceship in sight.