When Ridley Ethridge arranges a night in NYC’s premier BDSM club, she doesn’t expect to see the wrong twin when the blindfold comes off but seducing Garrett Reaver might be the best thing that ever happened to her.
MISTAKEN BY FATE:
The man she should want, or the man she craves…
Fashion designer Ridley Ethridge thinks she’s found the perfect, stable sort of guy in her childhood friend Will Reaver. With seduction in her sights, she arranges to rock Will’s world at an exclusive club that caters to those with adventurous and erotic appetites. What happens next is both intense and satisfying—until Ridley’s blindfold comes off to reveal Will’s twin brother. The same twin who broke her heart eight years ago.
Former soldier Garrett Reaver hasn’t ever gotten Ridley out of his system. And now that she’s before him in all her submissive glory? He’ll be damned before he lets someone else have her, especially his brother. Because Garrett and Ridley have some seriously unfinished business to take care of, and it starts now. And this time, he’ll show Ridley how exquisite a relationship with him could be…if their past doesn’t catch up to them first.
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
Garrett picked Ridley up and carried her to the couch. The feeling of her in his arms calmed the part of him that had felt jagged and broken ever since he’d woken up to find her gone. He should have expected her absence, but it had still stung. Hours of prowling the streets hadn’t done a damn thing to get his mind back on track. All he knew was that he needed to see her, and he needed to see her now. So he’d called Will to get her address, and the next thing he knew, he was standing on her doorstep.
Even better, she hadn’t kicked his ass to the curb like he’d expected. No, she’d agreed to renegotiate and then she’d come for him. As if she was truly his.
He was still leaving in less than a week.
He pushed the thought away. He’d figure it out as he went. Right now he had a beautiful, lusty woman that he’d fantasized about for years in his lap. He pulled her dress over her head, then tugged down her bra cups to bare her breasts. Christ, she was fucking perfect. He trailed a hand down her stomach to slip between her legs. “Tell me something, baby.”
“How late did you stay this morning?” He’d fallen asleep sometime around one, feeling no more at ease than he had hours beforehand. He couldn’t believe she’d managed to sneak out without waking him. Normally he slept on the verge of startling into motion—too many missions had depended on his being able to shake off sleep as soon as he opened his eyes. But she’d gotten past him.
Fuck, he hadn’t realized how badly he’d wanted to wake up next to her until he rolled over to find her gone.
She gasped as he lifted her and set her down on the couch next to him. Ridley bit her lip, not quite meeting his eyes. That was fine. He was more than content to wait her out, continuing to trace little circles on her inner thigh as he did. She finally gave a whimper and looked at him. “I left at four forty-five.”
Three hours after he fell asleep. He made himself stop touching her and sit back. He could be all about positive reinforcement when the mood suited him. Three rewards for three hours spent wrapped up in each other while they both slept. “Take the bra off.”
She stood and let it drop off her shoulders, leaving her completely naked. He let her wait much the same way she’d made him wait for his answer. “What would you like?”