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Title: THE RENEGADE
Series: The Rockwell Legacy
Author: Jennifer Bernard
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release: December 4, 2018
About THE RENEGADE
The last thing she expected was a billionaire under the mistletoe …
As a trauma surgeon, Isabelle Rockwell has devoted her life to helping others. Her life is too crazy for romance…despite a powerful attraction to a stranger during an unexpected layover in Italy. But there’s no time to obsess over the mystery man. Recurring dreams of her mother are calling her home to the family lodge, where a surprise guest is staying for the holidays—who else but her airport hottie!
Battling a takeover, billionaire Lyle Guero has been asked by his board of directors to lay low. What better place than Rocky Peak Lodge, his latest silent investment, home to the woman who’s haunted his thoughts since Rome? Independent, fascinating, equally career-focused, she’s the perfect temporary distraction.
But he didn’t count on the holiday spirit, the zany Rockwell family, or the danger lurking in the snowy shadows of the Cascades. How far will two renegade hearts go for a chance at love?
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“Do you remember where we left off in Rome?” she murmured, rising up on one elbow. With a light shove, she urged him down onto his back. He wore a zippered hoodie. Bending her head, she used her teeth to unzip it. The hard curves of his chest made the saliva dry up in her mouth.
He was watching her so closely, so carefully.
“I’m pretty sure you were lying down like this,” she whispered. “And I was somewhere right around here.”
She swung one leg over him and shifted into the same straddling position that was burned into her nighttime fantasies leftover from Rome.
“That does look familiar.” He reached up and ran one finger along the upper edge of her bra. “Different bra, though. The other one was white.”
“That was my favorite travel bra.” She shivered at the prickles racing across her skin. “It’s important to look good in case you get into an accident, you know. Renata always told me that.”
“She was so right. You accidentally ran into me. And you looked good. Still do.” He spread his hand across the skin above her breasts. The breadth of his handspan amazed her. It felt as if every inch of her chest was covered by his warm palm. It was a wonderfully hypnotic sensation. “You always do, to me.”
“Well, see this one is actually my most embarrassing bra. It’s the comfy last resort I wear when I haven’t done laundry lately.” Was that the kind of thing you were supposed to confess to a billionaire? Even a de-billionaired one?
“Doesn’t matter. You still look good to me. Clothes are irrelevant.”
She rolled her eyes slightly. “Men always say that. Then you show up in a skimpy dress and they lose their minds.”
“Hey, I’m pro skimpy dress. I’m also pro comfy bra. I’m also very much pro getting rid of the comfy bra.”
Laughter rose straight up from her heart to her lips, into a smile she couldn’t hide. “I hope you don’t mean permanently.”
“Just for now.” He reached behind her and deftly found the fastener. Then he hit a roadblock, because the catch was broken.
He chuckled as he struggled with the fastener. “Okay, make it permanent. Just how attached are you to this one?”
“Very. It’s mine.”
“Ditch this one. I’ll buy you a new one.”
She put a hand on his chest while he continued to work on it. “Hey. Before we do this, I just want to say one thing. I’m my own person. I decide when it’s time to throw away my bras. Bossing me around in bed is one thing. Once we set foot outside bed, no one bosses me around. Not you, not anyone.”
“It’s just a bra.”
“No, it’s not. It’s a principle.”
He held her gaze, then nodded slowly. “I hear you. I do. And honestly, it’s a great bra. If you love it, I love it. My only problem with it is that I can’t get it off. This bra is a fricking cockblocker. It has it in for me. I’d do better doing ten rounds in a boxing ring.”
She burst out laughing at his absurdity. “I got it. Give me a second.” Instead of messing with the catch, she tugged it over her head and tossed it aside. “Voila.”
“Well damn.” He cupped her breasts, which filled his hands perfectly. Her nipples were already hardening just from the way he looked at her. “Now I know.”
“Now you know.” Her breath was coming fast and her head swam with anticipation.
“Can we get back to another point you just made? That bit about bossing you around in bed. I liked that.”
Her throat tightened, as if a vise had closed around it. “What I meant was—”
“I know what you meant.” His quiet tone made liquid heat rise in her lower belly. He brushed his thumbs across her nipples. She leaned forward, arching her back, aching with desire. For long moments of excruciating pleasure, he stroked her breasts, cradling them in his palms, shaping them, arousing the erect peaks until she wanted to burst out of her skin.
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About Jennifer Bernard
Jennifer Bernard is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance. Her books have been called “an irresistible reading experience” full of “quick wit and sizzling love scenes.” A graduate of Harvard and former news promo producer, she left big city life in Los Angeles for true love in Alaska, where she now lives with her husband and stepdaughters. She still hasn’t adjusted to the cold, so most often she can be found cuddling with her laptop and a cup of tea. No stranger to book success, she also writes erotic novellas under a naughty secret name that she’s happy to share with the curious.