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One look at her and I feel as if I’ve had my first big breath of fresh air for the day.

“Sorry, is this your phone? It slid down the floor from this direction, and you’re one of the only people on the train without a phone or an e-reader in your hand, so I’m taking a lucky guess,” I ask casually, trying hard not to wince at how awkward I sound. Why am I nervous talking to this beautiful stranger? Oh, that’s right. Because she took my breath away without uttering a single word.

“Yeah, that’ll be mine. Sorry to make you come all the way down here,” she says looking completely embarrassed and blushing like a nervous school girl. To be honest, it’s kind of hot.

“Hey, it’s no problem. I don’t mind being given an excuse to talk to a beautiful stranger, on the L, at night, alone …” I say the last few words slowly and with purpose. It’s after eight on a Thursday night and definitely not safe for a single woman to be traveling alone in the dark.

“Makenna Lewis, but everyone calls me Mac.”
I look down at her outstretched hand and make a point of raking my eyes down her scrub clad body. I can feel my jaw twitching as I look back up at her face. I pull out my best panty-melting grin as I put my hand in hers, shaking it once while deliberately running the length of my fingers down her hand, relishing in the electricity buzzing between us. My mom always warned me that my grin would get me into trouble, but right now I’m willing to get involved in any kind of trouble Mac has to offer. 

“Daniel Winters,” I reply. I see her bite her lip and don’t miss the shudder that shakes her body. I can see that I’m affecting her just as much as she’s affecting me and I love it. My horrible day at work has suddenly taken a turn for the better.

“Where are you headed tonight? Have you just finished work, or just starting?” I ask, reaching up to hold on to the cabin’s overhead rail while looking down at her. Her eyes dart to my arms then slowly peruse my chest. I notice that she has zeroed in on the small section of my chest where my shirt had come away from my slacks, and I know she must have gotten a look at my abs. I’m not a showy guy, but I do workout daily, so I know that my abs are fairly tight. And by the way she’s looking at me, I could swear she's almost drooling.

“Ah work, yeah, I just finished my shift at North Western,” she mutters, shaking her head.

“Ah, a doctor then?” I ask with a smile.

“I’m a nurse in the ICU.” We just look at each other, grinning like idiots and waiting for the other to speak, but it’s not an awkward silence. No, I’m enjoying the tension pulsing between us. It’s full of possibilities that I really want to explore, possibly naked.

“And how about you? Let me guess … a lawyer? No, wait, maybe an accountant? Nope, not that either. My last answer is undertaker.” She tilts her head to the side, looking adorable as she gives me a ‘Whatcha got for me now?’ look.

I crack up laughing. This girl has spunk. She’s hilarious and has already proven that she has an awesome personality. Personality and intelligence win me over every time. I decide there and then that my goal for the night is to get this woman’s phone number because everything about her is turning me on. And by the way she’s looking at me, I think the feeling is definitely mutual.

“I’m a stockbroker,” I reply, leaning in and putting my spare arm on the back of her seat. It’s as if there is a magnetic pull, and all I want to do is get closer to her. She smells like vanilla—a scent that comforts and attracts me. This woman has me tied in knots at every turn, and I’ve only just met her. How is that possible?

“And I guess none of my sexy nurse jokes will win me any favors with you either, right?” She laughs, and I’m a goner. It has been a long time since a woman has evoked such a strong reaction from me and not just my bod—because Lord knows she is gorgeous—but my mind as well. Probably not, but you never know your luck in the big city,” she muses.

I nod in agreement, grinning at her sass. “Duly noted.”

“So, you like to play with money then.”

Wow, she’s being rather blatant. Normally that would put me off, but now it’s simply serving to intrigue me even more. I smirk, knowing full well that the dimples my mom says are my best weapon against women are coming out to play.

“I like playing with other people’s money,” I murmur, taking another chance to scan her body head to toe. I can’t get enough. Damn, she is everything I like in a woman, and I haven’t even seen her out of her scrubs.

“Sounds like fun. What else do you like to do?”

I feel the sides of my mouth curl up. Her beautiful blue eyes dart up to mine again before she looks out the window, and I see a blush crawl up those smooth pink cheeks of hers. Even in her scrubs she looks like any man’s naughty nurse fantasy. Shit! I need to get my head on straight; otherwise she’s going to think I’m just another leering creep on the late night train.

“Lots of things.” I hesitate, taking the time to think about my answer. I need to be witty … funny enough to make her laugh. Hell, I could be blunt as fuck and say, ‘Well actually, gorgeous, I’d like to take you home, strip you naked, and devour you in front of my floor to ceiling windows for all of Chicago to see,’ but I can’t see that going down so well. Although, with that glint in her eye, maybe it would. It makes me think there is more to this sexy as hell woman than meets the eye.

I reply to her question without engaging my filter. I figure that if I want to get to know her better, she needs a taste of what I’m like.

“Candlelit dinners, long walks … sex on the beach …”

My smile grows larger as her eyes widen. I see the spark alight in her eyes, and I know that it’s all on. I may come across as overly confident, but there is something about this woman that intrigues me. In our brief exchange, she has held her own and fired one-liners back at me with equal vigor and charm.

“How about we start with my bed?” she says with a sexy smile and a wink.

She’s the whole package, and what’s even better is that she has absolutely no idea that she is. I may not know much about her right now, but I have every intention of finding out.

That was the night I met Makenna Lewis.

My future Lois Lane.

Bonus Content – Mac & Daniel’s First Christmas

“Wake up, gorgeous,” I hear a husky voice whisper excitedly in my ear from the warm hard body currently cocooning mine.

I shake my head gently which simply earns a thrust of morning wood in my rear and a deep chuckle that speaks to my loins more than my sleepy body.

“Mac, it’s Christmas. You need to wake up so I can give you your present.” I feel the bed shift and I assume he’s sitting up behind me against the deep oak headboard of our king sized bed.

“I’d rather have the present that was offered to me a minute ago. As long as I can just lie here. We can role play. Sleepy, pregnant girlfriend and horny, rabid superhero swoops in to save the day, or make my day … if you’re good enough, that is.” I giggle as I feel Daniel’s arms wrap around my waist, and rub my belly, waking up the spawn inside.

“Shh, no talking. You’ll wake them up and it’s way too soon to be worrying about the kids hearing us.” He nips my earlobe before sucking it into his mouth. Damn, that man knows the right buttons to push. The hand on my belly moves upwards to my now larger than life boobs. Definitely one of Daniel’s favorite pregnancy side effects. Knowing that he’ll soon have me unable to think straight, I reach my arm behind me and find his weapon of mass impregnation (Hey! The name stuck, all right. Blame Kate!) straining toward me. Enveloping him in my hand, I start slow strokes up and down, adding a signature twist at the end just to keep him on his toes.

His hand moves quickly from my aching breasts and under my silk mistletoe panties to find me wet and raring to go, another positive side effect of this procreation business.

“Mac,” he growls. “Don’t start something you’re not gonna finish.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.”

He pulls his hand away leaving me to whimper at the loss. “Good because I think it’s time for you to sit up.”

“On your cock?” I add, rolling over to face him.

“On your knees, gorgeous. It’s my turn to give and, if I’m not mistaken, I have some mistletoe to kiss.”

Other Books in the Bliss Series by BJ Harvey

Temporary Bliss (Bliss #1)

*Disclaimer - There is absolutely no cheating in this book. However, this book does contain descriptive and super-hot sex scenes that will make you blush and leave you hot and bothered. Make sure you have your husband, partner, boyfriend or significant other nearby when reading, or else batteries. Lots and lots of batteries.*

Makenna Lewis cringes at any mention of the word commitment. She doesn’t want or need a relationship, but she does like sex (who doesn't).

That explains Noah, Sean, and Zander, her three 'friends with benefits'.

They know the score, they know they're not the only one, and each of them provide her with a different physical need that she craves and enjoys.

Until a late night encounter with the delicious Daniel Winters turns her preconceived notion of no-commitment completely on its head.

Soon she finds herself feeling things she vowed never to feel again, and when Daniel pushes for more than she’s willing to give, she falters.

What do you do when something that you’ve known to be so wrong in the past feels so damn right?

If you’re Mac, you run and hide.

But is Daniel the type of man who takes no for an answer?

True Bliss (Bliss #2) – Available at all retailers

She watched her best friend find her superhero.

Now she wants her turn.

Despite a run of bad dates with Mr. Wrong, Mr. Boring, Mr. Bad Breath, Mr. Grabby Hands, and even Mr. Say I Love You After One Date To Get Into Your Pants, Kate McGuinness is more determined than ever to find the one.

Having tried everything else, she turns to the internet in a last ditch attempt to find her elusive prince.

But Kate doesn't want an everyday, run of the mill love.

She wants the kind of love that makes your heart skip a beat. The kind of love that makes you dance in the rain and bottle up the sunset. The once in a lifetime kind of love that authors write about, musicians sing about, and lovers dream about.

Could a certain police officer in training, who has come to her rescue in the past, be the one to swoop in and save her heart?

What if the love Kate desperately seeks has been in front of her the whole time?

She just needs to open her eyes to see it ...

*Disclaimer: This book contains a hot as hell stripper with a penchant for public sex and exhibitionism who may or may not succeed in bringing out the inner firecracker in all of us. Oh, and don't forget the batteries.*

Blissful Surrender (Bliss #3) – Available at all retailers

This is a story of Sean Miller, a dom that will have your panties diving for cover with an eyebrow quirk. That will have even the strongest women dropping to their knees in submission with a piercing stare, and Samantha Richards, a female cop whose tough, seemingly impenetrable shell is strong enough to resist everyone except the one man it was built up to protect her against.

**Disclaimer – If you thought the first two Bliss books were hot, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Creative use of handcuffs, batons, a club scene you have to read to believe, and a tough as nails dominant who is blindsided when the one woman strong enough to disarm him threatens his resolve not to let his past dictate his future.**

Finding Bliss (Bliss #4) - Coming Winter 2014/15

They call me the walking dildo.

Gratifying? Yes.

Something to be proud of? Certainly.

What I wish to be known for? Absolutely not!

Watching my best friend and my old fuck buddy walk down the aisle blissfully happy has just reiterated the fact that I’m thirty and perpetually single.

I thought I’d found someone I wanted to spend my life with but sometimes you have to face facts and realize it’s never gonna happen.

Funny how it just takes one person to make you finally see sense.

My name is Dr Noah Taylor and this is the year my life changed for the better.

*Disclaimer – This book features hot sex, filthy language, misuse of on-call rooms and the overdue redemption of the fake orgasm*

Coming Soon from BJ Harvey

Crave

I have a craving.

A dark urge I’ve failed to resist despite years of trying to do that very thing.

I’ve forced myself to hide behind a mask, a perfect orchestration to hide my true self.

After I met her, my wants and needs, my inner most desires changed.

She encouraged me to embrace who I truly am, and she was willing to do anything and everything I wanted, giving herself to satisfy my most carnal appetite.