Subject: Lt. Commander Mitch "Irish" Donovan
His Mission: Babysit a fitness queen with a hands-on approach!
Navy SEAL Mitch Donovan always plays to win. The push-up contest at the Halloween party should have been a piece of cake. Except that the cake in question is a hot woman dressed as a delicious dessert. Now the only exercise on Mitch's mind is restraint…
Livi Kane may be The Body Babe, but she has zero confidence. This hunky SEAL, however, makes her forget everything—except for a workout involving his hot, naked bod and a whole lot of sexy, sweaty delight. But Mitch has his secrets—and Livi certainly has hers. All it will take is one unexpected encounter to turn this steamy attraction into an even bigger secret that will start showing any day now…
New York Times and USA Today Bestseller, Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy romances since her first Harlequin Blaze hit the shelves in 2007. A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes and color coordination, she spends a lot of her time shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking and hanging out on Facebook.
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Tawny offers an excerpt from A SEAL'S SECRET ...
“I like to win,” Livi admitted. “But I don’t think winning is everything.”
“Heresy.” His grin flashed like a lightning in the dark, quick and striking. “Don’t let the team hear you say that.”
“You play to win?”
“I play. I win.”
“You are so confident,” she breathed, shaking her head in admiration. That was almost as much a turn-on as his well-muscled body.
“I’m good.” His shrug said it all.
He was good. He knew it, and so did everyone else.
“But we drew,” she pointed out. Tilting her head to the side, she wondered, “Did that bother you? Since you’re used to winning, I mean?”
“I didn’t lose.”
“But you didn’t win.”
His smile was a slow seduction that meandered its way through her system with hot little licks of pleasure. It was so intense it made her nipples ache.
“Sweetheart, sometimes a draw is a win. It’s all about the bigger picture. What’s the real goal?”
Right now her only goal was to taste him.
Livi wet her lips in anticipation, but couldn’t make herself say that aloud.
“Is that one of those military things,” she asked instead. “Like sometimes losing the battle to win the war?”
“I didn’t lose.”
As delighted as she was turned on, Livi laughed.
He really was confident.
What was that like?
Ready to find out, she touched the tip of her tongue to her upper lip and reached out to trace her finger over the letter S on his chest.
Oh, my. He felt good. Very, very good.
She lifted her eyes to meet his, tilting her head so her ponytail swept over his hand where it rested on her shoulder.
“Super SEAL?” she asked.
“Man of iron,” he promised, his hand sliding behind her neck to cup her head. Fingers tangling in her ponytail, he closed the distance between their bodies.
“Ready?” he asked, his mouth inches from hers.
“I think so,” she breathed, shifting closer.
His lips brushed over hers. So soft, almost sweet.
The third time, he added his tongue. Sliding it over the seam of her lips, along the edge of her teeth.
Livi’s body flashed hot, then cold, then hot again.
Her fingers curled into his chest, the other hand grabbing his shoulder for balance.
She’d thought she was ready for this?
Oh, how wrong she’d been.