Nailed by Opal Carew

SKU: B01BBXSJ7A Category: Contemporary Tags: billionaire, contemporary romance, erotic romance, erotica, menage, nail polish, Opal Carew

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Special Note: The nail polish collection in the book will be available in real life on release day (for a limited time). For more information, see Literary Lacquers on Etsy, or check the NAILED page of Opal’s website.

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“So you’ve changed your mind about my offer?”
She put down her wine glass and sat up straighter. “Yes. Well, I thought we could discuss it.”
“What happened?”
Her gaze darted to his. “Why do you think—?”
“You were adamant against the idea last time we talked, so I’m just curious what changed your mind.”
She was sure telling him put her in a worse negotiating situation but . . . she couldn’t lie.
“I lost my job. So I thought rather than working for someone else, I should invest that time in my future.”
Also, before finding the job at Giselle’s, she’d been unemployed for over a year and she just couldn’t handle that again. She had to make this company work.
“Good. I figured that’s what you wanted to talk about so I went to the liberty of bringing the partnership papers. We just have to sign.”
“Oh . . . I . . . thought we’d just be talking about it today. I didn’t realize you’d have me signing something.”
“No point in waiting.”
“Okay, but . . .” She drew in a breath as she drew her shoulders back. “We need to discuss some terms.”
“You’re right, we do.”
She stood up, thrown off by his relaxed demeanor. She started to pace.
“I want us to be very clear on one thing. This is a business arrangement only,” she said. “There will be no personal involvement between us at all. Business meetings only.” She glanced around. “And preferably in an office or somewhere over coffee.”
“Absolutely not.”
She spun around to face him. “What?”
“I don’t agree to that at all.” He stood up and walked toward her. She had to stop herself from backing up.
“River, I told you . . .” He stood close to her now. “I want to explore what we had.” His finger brushed her cheek, and he swept her hair behind her ear, sending tingles along her neck. “I want to kiss you. To touch you.” He smiled. “I want to see where this relationship might have gone.”
“It wouldn’t have gone anywhere,” she said through gritted teeth.
His smile grew wider. “You see, that’s where I think you’re wrong.” His fingers slid behind her neck and he drew her forward, then his lips brushed hers.
Nooo, she didn’t want to . . .
Her heart beat frantically as his lips moved on hers and, heaven help her, she couldn’t stop herself from responding. His other hand slid to her waist and drew her closer as his tongue slid into her mouth.
She could barely breathe. She could barely think.
All she wanted was to melt against him. To succumb to the intense desire thrumming through her. To give herself over to him completely.
His lips drew away and he gazed down at her with smug satisfaction.
“You see, the chemistry has always been great between us. And I think we’d both like to see where it might lead.”
“So you want to have sex with me as part of the deal?”
“No. I want to have sex with you because we both want it. I’m quite happy to admit that what I shared with you physically was the best sex I’ve ever had.”