Book Title: Wicked Nights Author: Lexie Davis Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: May 30, 2014 Hosted by: Book Enthusiast PromotionsLexie's love for writing began when she wrote her first play in fourth grade. With a big imagination and love for creating worlds, she wrote several more scripts that have placed first in contests. She loves to read but didn't pick up a romance novel until high school and fell in love with the genre. Now she writes steamy stories, with heartfelt characters, letting her imagination take her wherever it may go. “You look rattled.” She shook her head. “He gets under my skin. Ever since the…” She stopped, realizing all attention was on her. “Never mind. What do you need?” “I was going to start fixing this place up. I wanted to see if it was okay with you.” Mason glanced toward the building. “Yeah, it’s fine.” She saw her assistant’s car pull in to the parking lot and breathed a sigh of relief. “Only on a few conditions.” Mason chuckled. “Okay.” “Stay away from the Skulls and stay away from McNally.” His lips tilted up in a grin. “I don’t make promises I can’t keep.” “I mean it. If I have to stop everything to bail you out of jail, I’m going to be pissed.” He licked his lips. “Then I’ll promise to stay out of jail.” “Leave McNally alone.” She didn’t like the look on his face when he questioned her about him. Mason had a way of fixing things. She didn’t need a hurt officer linked to her as well. “Tell me something.” Mason put his back to his goons and faced her. “Does he have the hots for you?” Addison glanced toward her assistant and wished Ashley would pick up the pace some. “You need to stay away from him. He does not like the MC and now that I’m involved, who knows.” “I’m not worried about that little shithead. You shouldn’t be either. I’m protecting you. You’re mine.” Ashley’s eyes widened and Addison grabbed Mason’s arm, dragging him out of earshot. “You are not with me. I’m not yours, no matter what happened between us. I’ve told you that it will not happen again.” The grin returned and she damn near melted into a puddle of goo. He leaned down so his mouth hovered inches from hers. He smelled so good, Addison had to force herself to remain upright. She knew he could make women drop on their backs and spread their legs with the mere thought of his mouth or his cock, but she didn’t need that. He’d scratched the itch. Now she needed to break free and get back to her regular life. “You say that like you mean it, but I’m not completely convinced.”
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