Friday, November 7, 2014

That Night With You by Alexandrea Weis: Spotlight with Excerpt


 


 
Madison Barnett spent one-night with a stranger that changed her life forever.
But when she takes a job at Parr and Associates as their newest architect, Madison has no idea that the stranger she has spent five years trying to forget is about to walk right back into her life. And what she hoped would be a fresh start turns into a perplexing dilemma.
Soon Madison’s life is sent into a tailspin as she tries to juggle the demands of her controlling boss, Hayden Parr, with her persistent desires for her long lost sexy stranger.
Then, just when she thinks all hope is lost, everything changes.
Madison embarks on an education in the art of pleasure that began five years ago in the bed of the man who captured her heart. But there is one little catch… 
When fantasies become reality, passion can turn addictive in…That Night with You.




“Madison,” a sultry voice called over her right shoulder.
When she turned, Hayden was standing behind her. Her body tensed when his eyes peered down at Adam’s hand in hers. “I need to speak with you.”
Instantly, she let go of Adam’s hand. “Of course.”
“Is this about the designs?” Adam butted in. “Because I have a few more things I would like to—”
“No,” Hayden barked, cutting the young man off, “this is about something else entirely.”
Seeming relieved, Adam gave a slight shrug and then nodded. Letting Hayden take her elbow, Madison allowed him to pull her away. When they went to a corner of the dining room, Hayden let go of her arm, and his eyes surveyed the room before he finally spoke.
“I’m sure you already know the Martins are very interested in your design.” He lowered his head. “They were very impressed with you. I have to say, so was I.”
“Thank you.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“However, they have some changes they want to make, quite a few changes actually. I want to find out if you’re all right with that.”
Madison nodded. “It’s their house. I’ll do whatever they suggest…as long as it’s structurally possible.”
“Good answer.” He slowly grinned, appearing pleased. “We need to speak more about this tonight, but not here.” He glanced over at Adam standing by the buffet tables, taking in their every word. “How did you get here? Did you drive?”
“A friend brought me. She’s going to pick me up later.”
He hesitated, his lips smashing together in an unflattering scowl. “I’ll take you home. We can talk in my car.”
Her stomach tangled into a huge knot. “You really don’t have—”
“I said I would take you home.”
The hint of anger in his voice disturbed her. Great, the last thing she needed to do was piss off her boss. “All right. Thank you,” she added, hoping to appease him.
He peered over her shoulder to Adam. “Anyway, you looked like you needed rescuing.”
She followed his eyes to see Adam hovering over the buffet tables, inspecting the food and trying to strike up a conversation with an older couple next to him. The way his tuxedo hung on his lanky frame reminded Madison of a something she would see at a prom and not a fancy party. “Adam is harmless,” she declared, as she swung her eyes back to him.
The first thing that struck her was how the cut of Hayden’s tuxedo was nothing like Adam’s; he looked dark and tempting in the precisely pressed fabric. Adam’s high school attempt at formal men’s fashion only amplified Hayden’s magnetism.
“Don’t say anything to him. I’ll give him the bad news on Monday. I don’t need him causing a scene or bothering the Martins.”
“Yes, Mr. Parr.”
Hayden inched closer to her, and the smell of his musky cologne overtook her senses. “What did I tell you about that?”
Madison gazed boldly into his eyes. “This is business…Mr. Parr.”
The scowl on his face twisted into an intrigued grin. “I can see you’re going to be very difficult to handle, aren’t you?”
Feeling that tingle of electricity at the nearness of him gave Madison a rush of courage. “I was being assertive and not difficult. If I were being difficult, I would have refused your offer to take me home.”
His grin became a full-on smile. “And which one are you most often, assertive or difficult?”
She returned his smile. “That would depend.”
“On your mood?”
Madison kept him waiting before finally answering, “No, on the man.”
The laughter of a group of men by the patio doors distracted him. “Let me see to the Martins, grab your design, and I will meet you out front. Give me about ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes?” Her eyes took in the half-full dining room. “What about the party?”
“I didn’t come here for the party.” He abruptly headed toward the patio doors. His lean figure cutting across the room reminded Madison of a hero in a Greek play. Strong, smart, and with a dash of hubris in his step, he looked irresistible. As Madison watched his sleek body maneuver through the light scattering of guests, she felt that white heat rise up from her gut, obliterating all other thoughts.
Oh, I’m in trouble.


 

Alexandrea Weis is an advanced practice registered nurse who was born and raised in New Orleans. Having been brought up in the motion picture industry, she learned to tell stories from a different perspective and began writing at the age of eight. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning novels, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable. A permitted/certified wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries, Weis rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She lives with her husband and pets in New Orleans.
 



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