A great older man – younger woman story.
Barclay Hammond is Thirty-Seven years old and the new CEO of Hammond Publishing. He is not a playboy, he just hasn’t found the right woman to settle down with. That is until he meets Twenty-One year old, fresh out of college, Tessa Holly. Tessa is looking for a job in publishing but knows the right and wrong ways to go about. Landing a job at Hammond Publishing is her dream but what happens when the dream job and dream man clash?!
This book sizzles with sexual tension and not just because Tessa is a virgin or because of the age difference, although I think in this is negligible these day, plus at my age (43) Barclay is hardly an “older man”. I think that the way the characters are written is what makes the connection between them ramp up a few degrees. With Tessa’s sweet Southern attitude and Barclay’s gentlemanly approach , mixed with his scorching hot body (yes, I was picturing Stuart Reardon -cover model – throughout this book!) the couple are destined to be together.
The story flows well and the tension is kept high. There is not an over-abundance of sex in this book but there sure is a whole lot of build up to it! If you are after a book that has no cheating, no ex-girlfriends coming to cause trouble, but gets you a little hot under the collar (and elsewhere) then this should work for you. Great to read on a hot summer’s day!
I’ve landed in New York City with my resume in one hand and my V-card in the other. The resume? I’ll give to any man on the street. The other? Well… I won’t settle for anything less than lightning bolt chemistry and so far no one has flipped that switch.
Until I meet Barclay Hammond, CEO of the most prestigious publishing house in NYC and the city’s most eligible bachelor.
And my new boss.
The raw attraction between us is off the charts. Late nights together in the city, the looks he gives me across the boardroom table make him impossible to resist. I want him to be the one and he wants me too…
There’s only one BIG problem. Sleeping with your boss is strictly forbidden at Hammond Press.
Who knew losing it would be so complicated?