About the Book
Dirty Little Secret by Kendall Ryan She’s much too innocent for me, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting the sweet, young librarian. I’m dominating and possessive, and my control streak runs a mile wide.
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Published on September 14, 2017
Series: Forbidden Desires
Cover Designer: Okay Creations
The way she looks at me—like I’m one of the heroes in the books she loves, like I’m broken, and she wants to be the one to piece me back together—it only complicates things further. I’m nobody’s hero.
But there’s no denying my tragic past reads like one of her favorite literary classics. It’s raw. Visceral. Captivating. And together, we’re a perfect mess.
How can I resist when the sexual sparks zapping between us set me on fire? The need to control, and claim her force my walls to come tumbling down, but when she learns about my dirty little secret, will my world come crashing down with it?
She’s much too innocent for me, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting the sweet, young librarian. I’m dominating and possessive, and my control streak runs a mile wide.
Gavin or Cooper…Cooper or Gavin…sigh
I didn’t just read this book.
I devoured it!!
Every single page was better than the last. I couldn’t put it down.
It’s like Kendall Ryan has opened up a whole other side of herself to her readers.
Emma is definitely one lucky woman.
But how do you choose between two absolutely perfect men?
Gavin or Cooper… sigh
I’d fantasized about Gavin constantly for almost a year, but now that I had his attention, everything had changed. Sipping my drink, I let my gaze wander around the room. Gavin had directed me here to a chair near the stage and made sure I was okay, saying that there was someone he needed to talk to.
As I sat waiting for the auction to begin, I enjoyed my sweet, fizzy drink and the atmosphere around me, marveling yet again at how different everything was from my everyday life.
Any moment, I expected the clock to strike twelve and everything around me would dissolve, the limo turning back into a pumpkin, my dress turning back into my boring black-and-white work clothes. But that wasn’t going to happen.
Tonight, I was freshly waxed, manicured, and wearing a fine gown. I’d had two nights like this in as many weeks with two sexy men.
Was this real life?
It certainly didn’t feel like it.
Holding tightly to the stem of my champagne glass, I glanced back toward the crowd of people, hoping to spot Gavin. It took less than a second until I found him, still talking with the man from before.
When we locked eyes from across the room, a shiver of raw heat pulsed through me. It reminded me so much of the way he’d looked when he dropped that card into the jar at the coffee shop, like there was an intimate secret between us.
His eyes darkened with unmistakable heat, and his long fingers reached down to adjust a cuff link on his wrist while he continued to watch me. A hot shiver raced through me in anticipation. He exuded power and strength, and I was weak, unable to resist him.
The way he looked at me—predatory and hungry—was like no man ever had. It wasn’t in that way other men might, leering and curious. There was no curiosity. Gavin knew. If he wanted me, he would have me, and I would be powerless to stop him.
I was a doe and he was a lion, stalking toward me with determined strides that made my knees go weak, even as I sat in my chair.
Heat spread from my face to my core, and for a moment I was worried Gavin could read me like a book. But then he smiled and another wave of traitorous desire rolled through me, making butterflies swirl in my stomach. I softened.
Dear God, I like his smile. I wanted to make him do that again.
“Everything okay?” he asked, sliding into the seat beside me.
I took the final sip of my drink just as the waiter delivered our next round, and Gavin gave me an approving nod as I traded glasses.
Again, he slipped a tip onto the waiter’s tray, and I watched as the guy scurried away, ready to jump at Gavin’s beck and call. Just like everyone else seemed to.
That was when it hit me. Gavin was a man.
I’d dated guys before. Their needs always came first, and I was merely an afterthought. I knew things with Gavin would be different. Maybe it was because his job was managing relationships with women, making sure they were safe and taken care of, but I wasn’t sure. Whatever the reason, all my senses were humming. This man had my complete attention.