When it comes to desire, they’re both pleading guilty
In the courtroom, criminal defense attorney Iris Sinclair is cool and confident. Yet around her new client’s guardian, she loses all composure. Atlanta club owner Nash Dupree is an infamous playboy who could compromise Iris’s heart as well as her case. For once, she feels like a curvy goddess instead of a straitlaced lawyer—even if the evidence suggests what he’s looking for is strictly short-term.
No matter what the tabloids claim, Nash has made his teenage niece his first priority, and without Iris’s help he’ll lose guardianship. What began as seduction, a sweet thrill, has turned into something more—now he wants Iris forever. But proving his intentions means winning her trust before his reputation drives away the only woman who has ever captivated him, body and soul….
“Don’t even think about saying you’re not pretty enough.” The pads of his thumbs stroked her cheeks, lulling her into a submissive trance.
The night before, she had dreamed about kissing Nash, their lips mating.
“You are one of the most desirable women I have ever laid eyes on,” he said, his head tilted and his mouth hovering over hers. “So whoever told you otherwise lied.”
Nash’s mouth covered hers, and spirals of ecstasy surged through her body. He kissed her slowly, as if he had all the time in the world. His lips caressed hers with a polished mastery, boldly taking what he wanted. Her body melted into his, and she found she no longer wanted to pull away. His tongue tasted like wine and peppermint as it explored the inner recesses of her mouth, soft, thick lips pleasing her way beyond her dream.
SHARON C. COOPER
spent ten years as a sheet metal worker. And while enjoying that unique line of work, she obtained her B.A. in business management with an emphasis in communication. Sharon is a romance-a-holic and loves anything that involves romance with a happily-ever-after, whether in books, movies or real life. She writes contemporary romance, as well as romantic suspense, and enjoys rainy days, carpet picnics and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. When Sharon is not writing or working, she’s hanging out with her amazing husband, doing volunteer work or reading a good book (a romance, of course). To read more about Sharon and her novels, visit www.sharoncooper.net.
Legal
Seduction
Sharon C. Cooper
Dear Reader,
It’s not often you meet someone who will welcome a stranger into their home, especially a troubled teen. Iris Sinclair in Legal Seduction is just that type of person.
When I created Iris’s character, a stunning woman who has never considered herself beautiful thanks to an event during her childhood, I knew she had to be paired with a hero like Nash Dupree, a sexy hunk who oozes self-confidence. The chemistry between the two can only be described as hot and combustible! Nash is used to getting what he wants, and though Iris might have a soft spot for anyone in need, she’s no pushover. Nash soon realizes he has his work cut out for him!
I hope you enjoy reading Iris and Nash’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Stop by www.sharoncooper.net and find out what I’m working on these days.
Enjoy!
Sharon C. Cooper
To the other two-thirds of “Charlie’s Angels”—authors Candace Shaw and Delaney Diamond—So glad we’re on this ride together! Love you ladies!
Hugs and kisses go out to my best friend, who happens to be my awesome husband! Al, my dear, thank you for your unwavering love and your immense tolerance during my writing journey. I love you more than words could ever express!
To Yolanda Barber: Thank you for your continued support, encouragement, and ALWAYS being willing to light a fire under me whenever I think about dragging my feet!
To my SUPER supportive family: I love you all. Thanks for always being in my corner!
Contents
Chapter 1
“Has the jury reached a verdict?”
“Yes, Your Honor, we have.”
Defense attorney Iris Sinclair stood slowly and motioned for her seventeen-year-old client to do the same. She had logged more hours in this murder case than she had in her last few cases put together, and was confident that they would win.
Still seated, her client Terrance Gibson tugged on the collar of his light blue button-down dress shirt and yanked on the striped tie, loosening it from around his neck. He took a deep breath, grabbed hold of the edge of the table and pulled himself up, knocking a file folder to the floor and sending Iris’s pen flying across the tabletop in the process.
Horrified, he glanced at Iris, his troubled eyes wide. He made a move to retrieve the folder, his chair scraping loudly against the hardwood floor before she halted him with a reassuring pat on the back. “Leave it,” she mouthed silently and smiled.
He managed a small smile back and after a deep breath, turned his attention to the jury foreman.
“We the jury, find the defendant, Terrance Gibson, not guilty of the charge of first-degree murder.”
Cheers went up around the courtroom and Terrance dropped down in his seat, his face in his hands and his shoulders shaking as he sobbed. Iris’s heart went out to him while she swiped at her own tears. It had been one of her toughest cases, but she proved, without a shadow of a doubt, that her client was not guilty. She was relieved that it was finally over and an innocent young man wouldn’t