Praise for Tawny Weber
“Double Dare establishes Tawny Weber as a new force in the Blaze®lineup.” —CataRomance
“Does She Dare? is another sinfully spicy and chocolate sweet read by the highly entertaining and creative Tawny Weber.” —Romance Junkies
“A great setup, sizzling attraction and wonderful
characters all make Risqué Business, by Tawny Weber, impossible to put down.” RT Book Reviews
“Tawny Weber weaves her magic with
Coming on Strong, another blazing-hot tale of betrayal, love and passion … With Coming on Strong, Tawny Weber will quickly rise to the top of many auto buy lists.” —CataRomance
About the Author
TAWNY WEBER is usually found dreaming up stories in her California home, surrounded by dogs, cats and kids. When she’s not writing hot, spicy stories for Blaze®, she’s testing her latest margarita recipe, shopping for the perfect pair of boots or drooling over Johnny Depp pictures (when her husband isn’t looking, of course). When she’s not doing any of that, she spends her time scrapbooking and playing in the garden. She’d love to hear from readers, so drop by her home on the web, www.TawnyWeber.com.
Dear Reader,
I had so much fun working with Sam, Karen and Lisa on this series, brainstorming all the ways a costume could open the door to so many secret fantasies. And I admit I went a little overboard with it. Because both my hero and heroine end up in disguise … and playing “what’s-my-fantasy” is fantastic foreplay!
After spending her entire adult life avoiding her past, Zoe is forced to go back home in search of the one man who can save her brother’s business. All she wants to do is get in, find the guy and get out with her dignity intact. When her costume turns out to be completely different from her order, she ends up attending her school reunion wearing leather and studs. Lucky for her, there’s one guy who isn’t intimidated at all by her dominatrix getup. In fact, he’s begging for more …
If you’re on the web, feel free to drop by my website at www.TawnyWeber.com and let me know what you think of Zoe and Dex’s story. While you’re there, check out my blog, vote for the hunk of the month, or enter my current contest. I’d love to hear from you.
Enjoy!
Tawny Weber
Feels Like
the First Time
Tawny Weber
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To Samantha Hunter, Karen Foley and
Lisa Renee Jones.
Ladies, this was a pleasure!
Prologue
SURROUNDED BY the makings of a million fantasies, Josie propped her chin on her fist and stared out the plate-glass window at her very own daydream—a hottie in a brown uniform, his name was Tom and he delivered thrills by the truckload. Of course, the thrills were actually costumes, and he didn’t realize he was the star of all of her hottest dreams.
And at this rate, he never would.
“Another delivery for Dressed to Thrill,” Tom said as he wheeled a loaded hand truck into the shop. “Hiya, Josie.”
“Tom,” she said softly, silently cursing her shyness. He was even cuter close-up. Wavy brown hair, bright-blue eyes and shoulders to die for. She always regretted September, since it meant he switched from shorts to long pants and covered those sexy legs.
Josie cast around for something clever to say, some conversation starter. But as always when she was around him, her mind went blank.
“How’s business?” he asked as he stacked the boxes by the counter then handed her the electronic board to sign.
“Giving thrills is always good business,” she responded automatically. His brown eyes widened. Josie realized what she said and blushed. Good thing her hands were full with the board and pen or she’d have slapped them over her mouth.
Then he grinned. “That’s the store’s tagline, isn’t it? I’ve seen it on the labels. It must fit. This is definitely the place to go to make fantasies come true, huh?”
Conversation. Wow. Don’t drop the ball now, she warned herself. Josie gave a hesitant smile back and nodded so fast, her blond bangs flew in her eyes. “Definitely. I’ll show you.”
Glad to finally have his interest as well as an excuse to keep him here a little longer, she grabbed a box opener and cut through the tape on the top carton.
“We get a lot of requests,” she explained. “People want to live out their wildest desires, you know?”
She’d spent the past two months wondering what his desires were. Maybe now she’d find out?
Flipping back the tissue paper, she grabbed the first costume and pulled it out without looking. Her eyes were locked with Tom’s, her mind giddy at finally having his attention.
“Can’t you see how sexy this could be?” she asked. “Is it the kind of thing you might fantasize about?”
At the same time, they both glanced at the costume in her hands. A bunny rabbit. White, fluffy, sexless.
Josie’s cheeks burned. She gripped the costume so tightly, she’d probably find fur under her fingernails.
Tom laughed and shook his head. “I don’t know, Josie. I think bunnies have to be wearing bow ties to be considered sexy.” With that and a friendly wave, he left. Just like that.
Josie managed to wait until the door closed before she groaned. As usual, she couldn’t even manage a simple flirtation with the guy.
Of course, head-to-toe white fur didn’t help matters.
“Definitely not fantasy material.” She sighed and shook out the bunny costume before sliding it onto a hanger. “At least it wasn’t a Smurf costume.”
The next box of new costumes was better. A revealing slave-girl outfit, like something Princess Leia would have worn. A gorgeous cabaret getup. And, Josie sighed, a new Marilyn Monroe costume. All very sexy.
Unlike forest creatures and space aliens. She rolled her eyes. She’d blown it. What a dork, trying to flirt like that. She should have known better. She could no more flirt than she could just ask Tom out. Just imagining how bad she’d mess that up, her cheeks burned again in humiliation. But maybe she could drop a couple of hints next time he was in?
Contemplating different hints she could give without sounding stupid, Josie