"Amy Andrews's hit the ball out of the park with Seduced by the Baron….I loved this tale of love, family, and friendship and how dreams that have been put on hold can still be made into reality if only we choose to finally make time for them."
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    "What about you?" he asked breaking into her reverie. "How come a gorgeous woman like you hasn't had some hulking great guy put a ring on it?" 
     Right. When had she had the opportunity to cultivate a serious relationship? "What makes you think I want a ring on it?"
     He looked at her clearly surprised. "I don't know. The daughter of a twenty five year whirlwind love match? I thought you'd believe in all that happily ever after stuff?"
     Maybe. Once upon a time...
     She shook her head. "I don't think love at first sight is very twenty-first century, do you?"
     "No. Lust at first sight, however," his eyes locked with hers, "crosses all time periods."
     Faith lost herself in the heat and promise in his eyes. Never had truer words been spoken. Lust was alive and well on the ice tonight. Just as it had been in the basement. She broke away from his gaze before she melted into a puddle. "So what do you believe in?" she asked.
     "I believe in...loving the one you're with."
     Faith almost laughed out loud - of course he did - but there was a seriousness to his tone that was sobering. Was he trying to shock her? Or was he trying to send her some kind of message about the limitations on offer here?
     Only one way to find out. "Is this your way of telling me that you're not in the market for anything serious?"
     He snow ploughed to a stop and she followed suit while their fellow skaters flew around them as colourful as carousel horses.
     "I don't want to give you the wrong idea, Faith. I'm attracted to you. Insanely attracted to you. But I'm only here for five weeks and I live in Australia and I travel constantly. My lifestyle sucks for any kind of long term thing and that's fine by me because I'm not looking for long term. So, no...I'm not in the market for anything serious. But I think we could have a lot of fun together if that's the kind of thing you're after."  
     Faith understood what he was telling her. He was a Crosby, Stills and Nash song. He loved the one he was with. He was casual with a capital C. He was the player Dawn had pegged him as.
     Was that the kind of thing she was after? Sex with no commitment. A fling? Fun and games without a future? After nine months of watching her friends having all the fun while she treaded water, how could she not? She'd made her bed at Sully's, a bed with sensible cotton sheets she'd been happy to lie in. But that didn't mean she couldn't switch to decadent black satin just this once, surely?
     "It is," she said, her voice tremulous because it was the craziest thing she'd ever done and she wanted it bad. "I can't promise I'll be able to indulge as often as you might like but...I'm so ready for some fun."
     He grinned. "Well alright then."
     She glanced at her wrist watch. "Almost midnight."
     "Do you turn into a pumpkin?"
     The tease in his voice stole her breath. She could listen to him tease her all day long.
     All night long.
     "We'll have to get off the ice soon." Faith's muscles tensed a little at the mere thought of what was next.
     "We could go now, if you want? Beat the hordes off the rink?"
     Faith nodded, suddenly stupidly nervous. "We could get a hot chocolate at Starbucks?"
     He nodded slowly. "Or we could," he raised a gloved hand to her forehead and fingered that one recalcitrant curl that always fell forward, "go back to the Marriott for something a little...harder?"
     Faith had no idea if he meant liquor, sex or a game of twister but she was up for all three.
     As of tonight, she wanted whatever he was offering.
     Faith nodded, her blood flowing through her body in a slow, thick, wanton pound. "I'd like something harder."
     He dropped her curl with a smile then held out his hand.
Once upon a time, Faith Sullivan dreamed of being a famous painter who lived in an apartment overlooking Central Park. Unfortunately, life had other ideas and at 26, she's still running, working and living at Sully's, her family's traditional Irish pub in Brooklyn with her stubborn, ailing father. And she was perfectly fine with her lot until suddenly her three best friends each found their prince, and her own happily ever after seemed like another dream lost. Until one day a long, tall Australian walks into her bar and her loved-up besties decided to play Fairy Godmothers.

Ex pro-surfer turned beer baron, Rafael Quartermaine is in New York for a month on business. He's looking for a pub to launch Baron lager on the American market and Sully's is perfect. All he has to do is convince Faith, the traditionalist, to say yes. And once he's done that, maybe he can convince her that all work and no play makes Faith a dull girl.

Faith's connection to her family and Sully's is absolute, and Raf's business drive and itchy feet aren't conducive to long term, so it should be an easy break when duty calls Faith back into the fold on the evening of the ball. But running out on the baron is harder than she ever imagined… Will their fling sizzle out, or become something more?

From "SEDUCED BY THE BARON" by Amy Andrews
Tule Publishing® 2015
ASIN: B01069GA08  Copyright: © 2015 Amy Andrews
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A story full of fireworks, comical exchanges, brilliantly portrayed emotions and packed with enough heat that kept this reader riveted to the story :D Amy Andrews portrays two characters that leapt from the pages for this reader. Characters who melt hearts and have sparks and passion that fly from the pages.
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