Welcome to my new Pleasure Flights series!
Set in the world of a California helicopter tour company, this romantic comedy series follows co-workers, friends, and family as they find everlasting love.
When they each fall for the men they work—and play—with, five women discover whether friends really do make the best lovers.
Let me introduce you to book #1 in the series. Meet Lacey Sanders and Adam Swank. They both work as sightseeing pilots for Pleasure Flights.
She’s a sassy, daredevil heiress. He’s a serious, overprotective helicopter pilot. Together they’re as opposite as red and green. But when these co-workers are teamed to close a business deal on a private island, everything changes.
Flying sightseers over California is part of helicopter pilot Lacey Sanders' job. The other part is denying her attraction for hot-bod fellow pilot Adam Swank. A painful experience has taught Lacey never to date her co-workers. So regardless of how sizzling the sparks are, she will never go there again. But when they team up to close a business deal, Lacey can no longer resist Adam’s steamy kisses or sensuous lovemaking under stars on the beach of a private island.
Adam The Deal-Maker has the gift of persuasion. Except when it comes to Lacey. For five years they’ve been dancing around a fiery attraction. Now he has her right where he wants her—in his arms—but can he persuade thrill seeking Lacey to accept his deal and take a chance on an office romance?
ADAM: Her Deal Maker
Pleasure Flights series #1
Copyright © Monique DeVere 2017
Crystal Swan Publications
All Rights Reserved
Snagged around the waist, Lacey found herself swept off her feet. "Adam, put me down!”
His free hand closed on the doorknob to the stationery cupboard next to them. “We need to talk,” he repeated. A second later he had them shut inside the dimly lit cupboard, her back pressed to his chest, his arm branding her, his body heat reminding her of how hot his naked skin had been against hers. Her stomach fluttered with a warmth that meandered through the rest of her.
“We have nothing to talk about.” She squirmed and pushed at his arm around her waist, no match for his easy strength.
“Keep doing that, and we’re going to have an embarrassing problem, Lacey.” His voice dropped to the same seductive husk he’d used that night in Washington. “You must know when you wriggle your butt against my groin like that, it’s going to react.”
She stilled, frozen in midair as a sudden blast of desire slammed her. She drew in a sharp breath, angry with herself for responding to his words, his touch.
He put her down, dipped his head so his lips brushed her ear, sending a delicious buzz through her.
“We do need to talk.” He let his hand slide across her abdomen, making her muscles quiver as he released her. “And I’m done pussyfooting around the issue.”
“What issue?” The confined space felt too closed-in, too intimate. Too much like the perfect place for lovers to grab a stolen moment.
“You and I.” His fresh, spicy clean scent distracted her as it always did.
She put a step between them, scraped back the lock of her hair that had come loose, her breathing ragged with temper and—she hated to admit—excitement. “There is no you and I—me—I.” He made her so mad she forgot her grammar.
“All I’m asking for is thirty seconds to say I’m sorry.”
“For what?” Was he really attempting to apologize for the way he’d treated her?
“For what happened in D.C.”
Or was he simply poking at her wound? “I already know that. You made it clear, so no need to press the point home.”
Adam heaved a frustrated breath, rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m saying sorry for the way I reacted after we made love.”
“Will you keep your voice down?” Her whisper came out a little harsher than she intended. “I’m not anxious to broadcast that stupid mistake to everyone in this place.”
In the gloom, she sensed more than saw him tense, as though she’d landed a direct blow and she experienced a moment of remorse.
“Why does everything with you have to be so difficult, Lacey? Why can’t we just get along?”
And wasn’t that just the question she’d been asking herself for months? “Maybe we should stay out of each other’s way.”
