Play
With Me (Stand-Alone Novella)
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DATE: October 28th
Blurb
Novella
The
warmth of Thanksgiving gives a dedicated reporter and a powerful
businessman a chance to count their blessings in this tender, sensual
novella from Lisa Renee Jones.
Kali
Miller has spent three years reporting fluff stories for a small-town
Texas paper,
waiting for the opportunity to pen the article that will
launch her career to new heights.
That dream has never felt further
away when she suddenly finds herself out of work,
forced to take a
job as an executive secretary at a Las Vegas casino. But that’s
exactly
where Kali meets the subject of what will surely be a
shocking exposé: her boss, Damion
Ward, the casino’s arrogant and
undeniably sexy CEO.
Watching
Damion make his cold, calculating business maneuvers, Kali is
positive she’s
doing the right thing. But after Damion invites her
to help him plan a Thanksgiving
charity event, Kali begins to see
another side of the man. And when she surrenders to the
exhilarating
tension that’s been simmering between them since day one, Kali
becomes
part of her own story, which she hopes will have a happy
ending.
Excerpt
#2
Lisa
Renee Jones Play with Me Copyright 2014
“Kali!”
I
hear Damion shout, but I do not stop. I spot an open elevator and
slip inside moments before it closes. I hesitate only briefly, then
punch the button for the office floor. If I go to my room, Damion
will follow, and I will cave and let him in. I can’t talk to him
until I figure out what I’m feeling. Not right now. I won’t talk
to him right now.
Hugging
myself, I wait for my floor, trying to stop the shaking. Damn it, I’m
weak. I don’t want to be weak. The elevator dings for my floor and
I exit. Dana is on the phone and waves at me, giving me a smile I
just can’t return. At my desk, I all but fall into my chair and
will myself not to cry. I grab a stack of mail and start opening it,
trying to stay sane.
I
know the moment Damion is in the lobby, the scent of him blistering
my nostrils. He is like a drug. I think I’ve become that to him,
too. He is risking too much for me. I have to leave here, and him,
and it’s going to destroy me.
Suddenly
he is standing beside me, towering over me. “Let’s go talk.”
I
don’t look at him. “No. Not now.”
“Kali—”
I
turn to him and snap, “Not. Now.”
“Yes,”
he says, turning my chair to face him, his hands on the arms. “Now.”
“Write
me up, Damion, fire me, but I am not ready to talk.”
“Hey,
Kali—”
The
sound of Dana’s voice makes me cringe, and I can’t even look at
her. “I, uh,” she stammers from behind me, and I hear her
departing steps.
“Either
come with me,” Damion warns tightly, “or I’ll pick you up and
carry you.”
“Don’t
even think about it.”
He
pulls me to my feet and drags me into his office, shutting the door
and locking it. I try to escape and at least put distance between us.
His hand comes down on my arm and he turns me to face him.
I
blast him. “You just told the whole damn place that we’re
together when we haven’t even really been together. Why would you
do that? Why?”
He
maneuvers me against the wall, framing my body with his. “We are
together, and if you didn’t believe that, you wouldn’t have
signed that notarized letter.”
“We
aren’t together, and now we won’t ever be together. I have to
leave. I can’t stay. I can’t let you get fired over me.”
“I
won’t let you go, and I won’t get fired.”
“I
had a right to privacy. Terrance should have asked permission to
share my personal affairs, and don’t tell me I signed a form or I
might hurt you right now. Kent and my alcoholic asshole father—who
thinks if he puts ‘functional’ before the ‘alcoholic’ it’s
actually acceptable—weren’t supposed to know I’m here. If I
wanted them to know, I would have told them.”
“Kali—”
“And
I didn’t run away from those people, like you accused me of. I
chose to shut them out and be happy. This was supposed to be my place
and now it isn’t. Now they know I’m here and everyone here knows
about us.”
“This
is your place, Kali, and I’m not letting you go without a fight.”
His fingers twine in my hair, tilting my head back, forcing me to
look at him. “We might be new, Kali, but we’re damn good
together.”
“What
about—”
“We’ll
figure it out. Together, Kali. We’ll figure it out together.” And
then his mouth closes down on mine, his tongue stroking past my lips,
his palm molding me close to him. I try to resist, but it’s more
because I feel I have to, because I should. Only I don’t want to
resist this man. Not now and not since the moment I met him. I cave
to my need for him, moaning as I sink into the kiss. I know we are
headed for trouble, and I’ve had enough trouble. But I have not had
enough of him.
I
tug at his shirt, suddenly desperate to feel his skin next to mine.
To know if it will feel as good as I’ve imagined it would. My
fingers slide beneath the cotton material, absorbing his body heat
and the warmth of taut skin over hard muscle.
His
mouth trails over my cheek to my ear. “Together,” he promises
again, his warm breath teasing my sensitive flesh and sending a
shiver down my spine.
“Yes,”
I whisper, and I don’t let myself think about trouble or tomorrow.
I cling to him, arching my body into his, trying to get closer to
him, afraid I will never get close enough.
He
cups the back of my head, slanting his mouth over mine, kissing me
deeply, passionately. Breaking only to seductively trail his lips
over my jaw, my neck, my ear, and I am lost in the haze of desire.
“I
want you naked,” he murmurs, tugging my dress up over my hips, and,
with that, an unwelcome jolt of reality hits me.
I
grab at my dress and pant, “Wait. We can’t. Not here. We could
get caught.”
“The
door is locked.” He turns me to face the wall, pressing my hands to
it, his on top of mine, his big, wonderful body encasing me. He leans
in close, his mouth at my ear. “And,” he murmurs, “if you’re
still worried about getting caught, I need to do a better job of
distracting you.” He tugs on the zipper of my dress, and I open my
mouth to resist, only to moan as his tongue begins to follow the
metal downward. And his tongue is magic burning through me, sending
waves of sensations to every nerve ending I own.
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RELEASE
DATE: October 28th
Blurb
Life
is hard. Life leaves you beaten, broken...alone. Then one day, a
stranger touches your hand and you feel something intense,
unforgettable, but yet, you want to forget. You need to forget. It’s
safer than believing in things you’ve decided don’t exist. You
know all about shattered promises and lost hope. You know them so
much better than you know this excited, warm, wonderful feeling, and
it scares you. He scares you, but he also makes you feel alive again.
He makes you realize you haven’t really been living. You’re
surviving and you fear he’s the one who’ll make you forget how to
keep doing it. But what if he’s the one who changes everything?
About
the Author:
New
York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the
author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT SERIES, and is now in
development by Suzanne Todd (Alice in Wonderland) for cable TV. In
addition, her Tall, Dark and Deadly series and The Secret Life of Amy
Bensen series, both spent several months on a combination of the NY
Times and USA Today lists.
Watch
the video on casting for the INSIDE TV Show HERE
Since
beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has published more than
40 books translated around the world. Booklist says that Jones
suspense truly sizzles with an energy similar to FBI tales with a
paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or Suzanne Brockmann.
Prior
to publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was
recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised
by Dallas Women Magazine. In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing
women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.
Lisa
loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at on her website
and she is active on twitter and facebook daily.
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