Pamela Yaye - Designed by Desire

Passion’s in vogue

A front-row seat at Paris Fashion Week is the perfect pick-me-up for Brianna Hamilton, eldest daughter of New York’s most successful clothing dynasty. The once-burned designer has had it with men who care only about the bottom line. Until she meets a guy who’s impossible to resist. Here, in the world’s most romantic city, Brianna’s giving in to desire with a sensual stranger she’ll never see again.

As CEO of an international hotel chain, Collin Childs has everything…except the one thing money can’t buy. So when fate reunites him with the woman who gave him the most unforgettable week of his life, he vows to overcome every obstacle standing in their way. From Paris to New York to a tropical St. Thomas paradise—in the face of danger and sabotage—Collin is slowly winning Brianna over. But can he convince her to take a chance on a love of their own passionate design?

Brianna heard music playing, and spotted a guitar player sitting under a decorative lamppost, singing with earnest.

Collin stopped and tossed fifty euros into the man’s tattered plaid cap. A small crowd had gathered around the musician, and although he sang off-key in a hoarse, throaty tone, Brianna recognized the old Beatles tune and hummed along. She was singing to herself, thinking about what a great time she was having with Collin when it happened. He slipped his hands around her waist, lowered his mouth and kissed her.

It was a moment Brianna would never forget as long as she lived. It wasn’t his technique that blew her away, or even how damn good his mouth tasted, it was the urgency behind each kiss, the passion, the lust, the hot, scorching desire. His lips were made for kissing, for pleasing, and Brianna just couldn’t get enough. She leaned into him, pressed her body flat against his and matched him kiss for kiss, lick for lick, stroke for stroke. A church bell chimed in the distance, but Brianna’s loud, thunderous heartbeat drowned out the noise. The kiss ended much too soon, and when Collin pulled away, Brianna felt a profound sense of disappointment.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all day.”

PAMELA SADADI YAYE

has a bachelor’s degree in Christian education. Her love for African-American fiction prompted her to pursue a career in writing romance. When she’s not working on her latest novel, this busy wife, mother and teacher is watching basketball, cooking or planning her next vacation. Pamela lives in Alberta, Canada, with her gorgeous husband and adorable but mischievous son and daughter.

Designed by Desire

Pamela Yaye

www.millsandboon.co.uk

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Dear Reader,

I love New York. It’s a great place to visit (the people, the energy and the nonstop action are right up my alley!) and I love that this chic, vibrant city was chosen for the backdrop of the Fashioned with Love series. Styles of Seduction by the incomparable Jacquelin Thomas kicked off the series with a bang, and Designed by Desire picks up right where book one left off.

One of my favorite scenes to write in this book was the first time Brianna Hamilton saw Collin Childs. She spotted him across the runway inside Paris’s world-famous Carrousel du Louvre, and the moment their eyes locked, Brianna felt a dizzying, intoxicating rush of desire—one that threatened to consume her. Brianna is as straightlaced as they come, but dining in five-star restaurants and dirty dancing with Collin in the hottest nightclubs stirs something deep inside her. Want. Need. Hunger.

Straight talk?

Brianna can’t keep her hands off Collin, and when they reunite in New York days later, her first impulse is to throw herself in his arms and kiss him all over. That doesn’t surprise me. Collin spoiled Brianna silly in the City of Lights, and loved her like she’d never been loved before. Of course she’s hot for the man. He rocked her world!!! Word to the wise: keep a cold drink nearby. The love scenes in Designed by Desire are blazing-hot!!!

After you finish reading Brianna and Collin’s sexy love story, run out and grab a copy of Runway Attraction by talented, multipublished author Farrah Rochon. Passions ignite, secrets are revealed and the ending of the family miniseries is a shocking, pulse-pounding ride. Trust me, you won’t be disappointed.

With love,

Pamela Yaye

God blessed me with a loving, close-knit family, and I’m thankful for my husband, Jean-Claude Yaye, my beautiful children, Aysiah and Christian Yaye, my parents, Daniel and Gwendolyn Odidison, and my siblings, Ken and Bettey Odidison. You guys are the best, and I feel fortunate to have you all in my lives.

To Maria Ribas and the rest of the team at Harlequin Kimani Romance for all their hard work on the Fashioned with Love series.

To say I love the cover of Designed by Desire is an understatement and, as always, it’s been a pleasure working with you all.

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

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 1

Brianna Hamilton had a love-hate relationship with the paparazzi. Always had, likely always would. And because today her feelings for the aggressive, money-hungry jerks verged on the latter, she strode briskly past the legions of photographers jockeying for position in front of the red carpet outside the world-famous Carrousel du Louvre in Paris. Her hands were so slick with sweat she struggled to hold on to her satin evening bag, and each step she took increased her fear, her anxiety. Keep smiling and no one will ever know that you’re an emotional wreck. Or that you cried yourself to sleep last night.

The brisk, early October breeze whipped her lush, shoulder-length curls around her face, and the hem of her strapless burgundy dress flapped so high in the air Brianna feared she’d just flashed the French paparazzi an eyeful of her booty. The scene on Rue de Rivoli was insane, more frenzied than a Twilight premiere and twice as loud. Cameras flashed, screaming fans waved signs, helicopters buzzed overhead and paramedics were on hand in case someone went into cardiac arrest after seeing their favorite globe-trotting star.

“Brianna, where’s your sister?”

“What rehab clinic is Bailey hiding in?”

“Do you have a problem with drugs and alcohol, too?”

Questions swirled around her, fast and furious. They came from every direction, every angle. The voices taunted her, teased her, conjured up painful, gut-wrenching memories Brianna couldn’t escape. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, but she waved at the crowd and then rushed inside the lobby as fast as her six-inch high heels could take her.

Sucking in a quick breath—which did little to calm her nerves—Brianna touched a hand to her stomach, terrified she was going to hurl. But she wouldn’t.

Inside the auditorium, the lights were low, the atmosphere was festive and the air was filled with the heady scent of wine, perfume and fresh flowers. Everyone who was anyone was in Paris for Fashion Week, and the room was full of entertainers, socialites and A-list stars from around the globe.