Jeanie London - One-Night Man

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Josh Eastman is a grand passion waiting to happen. A fantasy come to life.One look at this sexy private investigator has Lennon McDarby thinking scandalous thoughts about long, hot nights. But long, hot nights with Mr. Wrong are not in her future. She's looking for a nice, respectable man for a nice, safe relationship. No excess desire to make her crazy, which is exactly what's happening with Josh around! Maybe, though, her search can wait a night–or two–while she gets this irresistible man out of her system….Problem is, this Mr. Wrong is convinced that Lennon is Ms. Right. He's never met a woman more perfect for him than Lennon. And he's determined to prove it to her–even if he has to use her own fantasies to persuade her that they need a lifetime of nights to explore the heat between them.

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A wave of awareness swept over Lennon, making her knees weak

She tried not to sigh, tried to maintain some semblance of control as Josh’s lips worked their way down her temple with tiny kisses. And she just might have managed it if Josh hadn’t chosen to lean back against the wall.

Lennon went with him, off balance, forced to press her hands against his chest and hang on. He braced her against him with his thigh wedged between hers, his hard muscles zeroing right in on the spot that made her ache.

A moan slipped unbidden from her lips and Josh caught the sound with his kiss. Delicious, dangerous excitement whipped through her. She was completely under his control…vulnerable, and she found the sensation both familiar and utterly irresistible.

Their breaths clashed, his ragged breathing as unchecked as hers, his mouth insistent, his kiss urgent. She scarcely had the strength to remain upright. Josh’s mouth trailed away.

“Ah, chère.” His voice was throaty and rough with passion. “You tempt me beyond my control. Either we stop now or I drag you into the nearest bedroom.”

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Dear Reader,

My life usually involves family and friends jet-setting around the globe while I stay at home, waiting for postcards. But for once I actually got to make the trip—to New Orleans, a city I adore. My cousins Nick and Marguerite were wonderful hosts, touring me from the French Quarter to the bayou in a spanking new Corvette, which left me positively inspired to write a romance set in this awesome city.

Meet Lennon and Josh. Lennon’s a woman who knows what she wants—a husband, and not one of those romance-hero, make-her-crazy-with-lust kinds, either. She wants the stable, share-life’s-ups-and-downs variety. Josh is Mr. Wrong incarnate—a real-life romance hero who’s determined to convince Lennon he’s Mr. Right.

Blaze is the place to explore red-hot romance, a place where you’ll find spicy adventurous journeys to happily-ever-after. I hope Lennon and Josh’s story brings you to happily-ever-after, too. Let me know. Drop me a line in care of Harlequin Books, 225 Duncan Mill Road, Don Mills, Ontario, Canada M3B 3K9. Or visit my Web site at www.jeanielondon.com. And don’t forget to check out tryblaze.com!

Very truly yours,

Jeanie London

One-Night Man

Jeanie London

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To Susan Kearney, for everything.

And special thanks to Wanda Ottewell,

editor extraordinaire—wow!

I lucked out, big-time ;-)

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

Epilogue

1

“IF I HAVE TO LOOK at one more penis tonight,” Lennon McDarby whispered while lifting the glass panel from the display case, “I’m going to scream.”

This penis stood a good sixteen inches tall. The mammoth proportions would have made the sculpture crude had it not been crafted from marble with exquisite attention to detail.

And the piece was just one of many, because all the artwork in the Joshua Eastman Gallery had a connection to sex. This artist’s theme for The Promise, as the work was titled, was of the oral variety. The marble penis was half of a pair. Its partner—an equally detailed sculpture of a woman’s mouth—depicted lips opened wide enough to swallow sixteen inches.

Lennon sighed. The sound echoed in the empty gallery. She didn’t even have to glance at her watch to know midnight had come and gone. She’d become intimately acquainted with late nights these past few weeks while helping her great-aunt ready the collection for the opening. Lennon wouldn’t even think about how she’d blown off her own work, despite a looming deadline, to spend every waking hour in the National Trust Artists’ Museum.

But the collection finally neared completion, and Lennon cast a satisfied glance around the entrance hall. Along with The Promise and Great-uncle Joshua’s portrait—which presided over the room, welcoming guests to his memorial art gallery—a compelling array of artwork and artifacts represented each category of the collection. Select paintings, prints, drawings, photographs, sculptures and decorative artwork were displayed in and on various cases and shelves, introducing visitors to the scope and quality of the Eastman Gallery’s unique objets d’art.

Sex, sex and more sex.

With a tired smile, Lennon surveyed Solitaire, a 1792 watercolor of a nude young man stroking himself in a beautiful wash of transparent colors. Auntie Q had displayed the painting, declaring, “We want men to feel welcome, and this piece will prove they’ve been playing with themselves since long before Playboy hit the stands….”

On another wall hung a 1750 oil on canvas depicting a pastoral scene of a couple making love on a riverbank, a work that had been commissioned by Madame de Pompadour herself.

One of the more unusual items in the hall was a basin and ewer set, a gorgeous example of “Saint-Porchaire” ware, one of the rarest types of Renaissance ceramics. Ingeniously mounted on a low stand, the pieces had been fashioned into a makeshift bidet long before the bidet had come into vogue as a tool for personal hygiene. Lennon thought the set made an attractive addition to the entrance hall. Tasteful. Subtly erotic.

Since Auntie Q and Great-uncle Joshua—honorary great-uncle, as he and Auntie Q hadn’t been married—had devoted their lives to collecting these erotic pieces, the least Lennon could do was figure out how best to display them. Back to The Promise.

Repositioning the giant penis on the black velvet display base, she leaned back on her haunches to consider the effect. Still not right. She yawned widely, wondering if she would ever be content with the result.

“Playing with a penis shouldn’t put you to sleep, dear.” Auntie Q’s lilting voice broke the late-night quiet.

Rocking back on her heels, Lennon swung a weary gaze toward her great-aunt. Auntie Q—Quinevere McDarby to the rest of New Orleans’s society—stood silhouetted beneath the arched entrance, surveying the exhibition hall as grandly as a fairy queen.

And that’s exactly how Lennon thought of her. With her white hair and brilliant blue eyes, Auntie Q was petite, quintessentially feminine, and had been as exquisite in her youth as she was darling in her dotage.

“It’s so late nothing can keep me awake, Auntie.”

“The right man could.”

Too tired to argue, Lennon said, “You should be resting.”

“Why? I’ll have plenty of time to catch up on my sleep when I’m dead. Until then…” At Lennon’s stricken look, Auntie Q tutted reassuringly. “Shh, dear. I went online to check the weather report. If I didn’t, you would have, and I want you to finish your to-do list so the bachelors and I will have your undivided attention during the gallery opening.”

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