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A Little Bit Naughty
A Little Bit Naughty
A Little Bit Naughty
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A Little Bit Naughty

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When quiet bookstore owner Amanda Harding’s mother calls to remind her of the annual family reunion in Lake Tahoe, she’s less than thrilled. Once again, she’ll be bombarded by questions about her dreadful status as a single woman. When Amanda relates her troubles to her good friend, Leo Prentice, she’s shocked by his offer to pose as her fiancé. Suddenly, all she can think about is tangled sheets and Leo’s deliciously hard body.

Leo Prentice has always wondered what Amanda looked like beneath the conservative suits, but the prospect of wrecking their friendship has kept his dirty mind in check. Until their first fake kiss. Playing Amanda’s lover seemed like a win-win, but the little bookworm stirs a fire in him unlike any other woman. Soon, the teasing touches and sensual looks are all too real—and not nearly enough.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 21, 2017
ISBN9781640632868
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    A Little Bit Naughty - Anne Rainey

    Table of Contents

    Dedication

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    About the Author

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    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

    Copyright © 2010 by Anne Rainey. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means. For information regarding subsidiary rights, please contact the Publisher.

    Entangled Publishing, LLC

    2614 South Timberline Road

    Suite 109

    Fort Collins, CO 80525

    Visit our website at www.entangledpublishing.com.

    Scorched is an imprint of Entangled Publishing, LLC.

    Edited by Linda Ingmanson

    Cover design by Fiona Jayde

    Cover art from iStock

    ISBN 978-1-64063-286-8

    Manufactured in the United States of America

    First Edition October 2010

    Rerelease August 2017

    For my wonderful husband. You will always be my best friend. I love you!

    Chapter One

    Leo pushed open the door to The Book Attic and said, I have sweet and sour pork, hot and sour soup and egg rolls. I really hope you’re hungry. He stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted Amanda, the owner of the bookstore and his best friend for the past three and a half years, chatting with a customer. A male customer. And the guy was flirting big time. He looked like something out of a magazine with his crisp navy blue suit and neatly trimmed dark hair. Amanda always did go for the corporate types. He looked down at his own worn jeans and black work boots and cringed. He’d forgotten to pound the dirt off. Amanda hated it when he tracked dirt through her store.

    He started to head back out the door when he noticed Amanda stepping closer to the guy. She took the book he was holding and held it close to her chest, laughing at something the other man said. Damn, it wasn’t any of his business if Amanda flirted. She could flirt all she wanted, and it still wouldn’t matter. She was a friend, nothing more.

    Clutching the bag of food, Leo quickly nixed the idea of cleaning off his boots. He’d run the vacuum later. Instead, he closed the distance between them. Neither of them looked over at him, too wrapped up in their conversation apparently. He rattled the bag of food for good measure, but after a few minutes of listening to Amanda talk about how fabulous some author’s books were, Leo cleared his throat—really loud. The customer looked over the top of Amanda’s head and shot him an angry get lost glare. Amanda turned and smiled, then sniffed the air.

    Mmm, is that sweet and sour pork I smell?

    Leo grinned. Mr. GQ might know books, but Leo knew Amanda. Nothing and no one took precedence over sweet and sour pork. Yep, your favorite. Want me to take it to the back?

    Amanda headed toward the cash register. That’d be great, thanks.

    Leo watched out of the corner of his eye as she rang up the man’s purchase. It was tempting to stay and see if the guy slipped her his phone number. Leo reminded himself, again, that it wasn’t any of his business if the pair made out right here in the store.

    As he went through the doorway leading to the backroom, he shoved thoughts of Amanda and Mr. GQ out of his head and started setting out their lunch. They had a standing lunch date every Wednesday and Friday. It’d been that way since Leo had first met Amanda. He smiled as he remembered that day. It’d been at the grocery store. She’d grabbed the last box of caramel corn. He’d been miffed because his taste buds had been all set to dig in. Halfheartedly he’d offered up the possibility that they have lunch together and share the box. She’d smiled up at him, and they’d been friends ever since. These days, Leo either brought lunch to her bookstore and they ate in the back, or she came and picked him up at the office of the construction company he owned. Either way, they never missed a date.

    As he set out the last of the food, Leo heard footsteps. He looked up just in time to see Amanda coming into the room, a piece of paper clutched in her hand. He gave you his number? And why exactly did Leo have the urge to grab it and toss it in the trash?

    She blushed and clutched the paper tighter. Maybe.

    He rolled his eyes.

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