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Автор произведения Stephanie Bond
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
Three women. Three fantasies.
Years ago Gemma, Zoe and Violet all took the same
college sex-ed class, one they laughingly referred to as Sex for Beginners. It was an easy credit—not something they’d ever need in real life. Or so they thought…
Their professor had them each write a letter, outlining
their most private, most outrageous sexual fantasies. They never dreamed their letters would be returned to them when they least expected it. Or that their own words would change their lives forever…
Don’t miss Stephanie Bond’s newest miniseries:
Sex for Beginners
WATCH AND LEARN
(October 2008)
IN A BIND
(November 2008)
NO PEEKING…
(December 2008)
Sex for Beginners
What you don’t know…might turn you on!
Dear Reader,
Have you ever run across an old childhood diary or a note you wrote in high school or college? It can be fun, and even revealing, to see what you were thinking when you were younger, what things were important to you.
The seniors at Women’s Covington College who took the Sexual Psyche class (dubbed by the students as “Sex for Beginners”) were given an assignment to write down their innermost sexual fantasies in the form of a letter to themselves. Their letter was to be cataloged with a code for anonymity and remain sealed for ten years, then mailed to them.
Violet Summerlin, uptight owner of a personal concierge business, receives her letter just before Christmas, her busiest time of year. Yet the naughty words she wrote give her pause—she hasn’t experienced exciting out-of-the-bedroom sex as she’d fantasized. So when her best client, a sexy extreme-sports junkie, invites her to Miami for a working vacation, she accepts—with adrenaline-pumping results!
I hope you enjoy No Peeking…, the third book in the SEX FOR BEGINNERS trilogy. Please tell your friends about the wonderful stories you find between the pages of Harlequin novels! And visit me at www.stephaniebond.com.
Happy endings always,
Stephanie Bond
STEPHANIE BOND
No Peeking…
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Stephanie Bond thinks the world would be a better place if only more people read romance novels! “My goal,” says Stephanie, “is to leave readers with a smile and a sigh.” To date, Stephanie has written more than forty romance and mystery novels, and doesn’t plan on slowing down anytime soon at what she considers to be “her dream job.” Stephanie lives in midtown Atlanta with her hunky architect/artist/hero husband.
Books by Stephanie Bond
HARLEQUIN BLAZE
2—TWO SEXY!
169—MY FAVORITE MISTAKE
282—JUST DARE ME…
338—SHE DID A BAD, BAD THING
428—WATCH AND LEARN
434—IN A BIND
MIRA BOOKS
BODY MOVERS
BODY MOVERS: 2 BODIES FOR THE PRICE OF 1
BODY MOVERS: 3 MEN AND A BODY
HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION
685—MANHUNTING IN MISSISSIPPI
718—CLUB CUPID
751—ABOUT LAST NIGHT…
769—IT TAKES A REBEL
805—SEEKING SINGLE MALE
964—COVER ME
For Chris, who still gets my heart pumping.
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue
1
Six days until Christmas
“WHAT YOU NEED IS something warm and cuddly for Christmas.”
Violet Summerlin frowned into the cell phone she juggled on her shoulder, even though her friend Nan couldn’t see her. “I told you, I’m way too busy for a pet.” Then she looked down at the fluffy butterscotch-colored Pekingese she was walking in the park. “My own, anyway.”
Nan’s sigh sounded over the line. “I was talking about a man.”
“No time for one of those, either,” Violet quipped.
“You work way too hard. When are you going to start delegating things to your new assistant? Wasn’t that the idea of hiring her?”
Violet chewed on her lower lip. “I’m still feeling out Lillian. She’s nice, but her working style is different than mine.”
“You mean she isn’t anal retentive? Maybe this Lillian will help you to loosen up.”
“Christmas is one of my busiest times of the year. I can’t afford to loosen up right now.”
“Violet,” Nan said softly, “it might not be such a bad idea to slow down. Since you lost your grandparents…I don’t know. You seem wound even tighter than usual.”
“I miss them terribly,” Violet confessed. “Even with Mom and Dad back in town, sometimes I just feel so…lost.”
“I know, sweetie, but the hours that you work—it’s not healthy. You’re going to wake up one day and wish you’d indulged in a misspent youth.”
Violet stopped abruptly as the pooch came up short on the leash, wrinkling his little pug face. Winslow, the Pekingese, looked up at her and barked, a sharp noise that sounded like fabric ripping.
“Thanks for the advice, Nan, but I have to run. The dog won’t go if I’m on the phone.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“No. He’s a spoiled little thing and has to have my undivided attention to…you know.”
“I would laugh except I know old lady Kingsbury is probably paying you a fortune to do her bidding.”
“I’m a personal concierge, Nan. I do whatever my clients need me to do.”
“Especially that yummy Dominick Burns.”
Nan’s favorite subject was Violet’s best customer, who also happened to be the most notorious playboy in Atlanta. She ignored