Hot, Sexy & BadBy: Judy Angelo
8 New Stories
8 Bestselling Authors
Hot, Sexy & Bad Book Bundle Contents
Rome for the Holidays by Judy Angelo
Holiday Treasure by Melody Anne
Dancing Beneath the Mistletoe by Kathleen Brooks
Recipe For Love, An Andrade Christmas Novella by Ruth Cardello
Hot Package, A Hostile Operations Team Christmas Novella by Lynn Raye Harris
The Gift by Sandra Marton
The Belmont Christmas Bride by Shadonna Richards
Half My Heart by Danielle Stewart
ROME FOR THE HOLIDAYS
“Arie Angelis, will you get over here? Stop staring at that man.”
Arie ignored Lena’s fierce whisper. Her business partner didn’t know a good thing when she saw it. “Are you kidding me?” she whispered back as she hid in the shadow of the passageway. “Look at him.”
From her hiding place she drank her fill of tanned skin, chiseled jaw and lips that were dying to be kissed. Mercy, had God given him those lips to torture women the world over? She couldn’t tear her eyes away from them.
And then those eyes – deep, dark, liquid brown – they gleamed in the light cast by the candles on his table, now making him look so intense and then giving him a look so sultry that her heart literally picked up pace. A smile curled Arie’s lips. If the man only knew the effect he was having on an unknown woman hiding in the shadows, a total stranger to him.
But then again, maybe he did. He probably had that effect on every woman within viewing distance of him…and he knew it. She could see it in the way he sat, back straight, confidence exuding from him as he surveyed the room. And it didn’t help that his raven-dark hair curled sexily just above the collar of his obviously expensive suit. God, he was just too much.
“Aristotle Angelis, if you don’t remove yourself this minute -”
“All right, all right, I’m coming.” Arie backed away then turned to give her friend a searing look. “And will you stop reminding me about my joke of a name? You know I hate it.”
Lena, her hands filled with table napkins and her face sporting a grin, came a step closer and nodded. “It got your attention, didn’t it?” Her smile widened. “Like it always does.”
Arie smiled back and shook her head. “My birth mother must have hated me, to saddle me with such a name. She must have been one weird Greek girl.”
“Oh, come on. It’s a beautiful name. It makes you sound smart even if you’re not.” Lena almost burst out laughing when Arie made after her but then she stifled it and drew closer to the drapes behind which Arie had been hiding. She peered out at the banquet hall full of diners as they ate their meal, some chatting, some laughing while others focused their attention on the sumptuous spread before them. “Finished checking him out?” she asked.
“No, not yet,” Arie said, drawing closer so she could peep out again, “but how can I, when I have you bugging me every second?”
“I’m bugging you,” Lena said slowly, almost patiently, “because our team members are wondering why they’re busy working while the boss is over here ogling one of our clients.”
Arie rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. I bet they didn’t even notice.”
Lena chuckled. “Don’t be so sure of that. They’ve been doing some ogling of their own. And not just the girls, either. Everybody’s checking out the celebrity.”
That got Arie’s attention. “Celebrity? Who is he? An actor? No, he’s got to be a model, right?”
“Nope. He’s a bigwig in the company. They say he likes to keep a low profile but he’s pretty big.”
Arie lifted an eyebrow. “Oh, he is, is he?”
Lena nodded. “Yes, he is, so take your eyes off him, sister. He’s way out of your league.”
Now if that wasn’t a dare, Arie didn’t know what was. And if Lena had really wanted her to back off, the last thing she should have done was present her with a challenge like that.
“Oh, yeah?” she mumbled even as she turned to head back to the kitchen and to her catering staff. “We’ll just see about that.”
Arie was soon back in ‘boss’ mode, making sure her team moved with the smooth efficiency that had made Talk of the Town the catering company of choice for corporate and social events all across Louisiana. She and her college roommate had formed the company four years earlier and now, at the age of twenty-seven, she could count herself as one of the successful business people in her community, the classic rags-to-riches story.