For thirty-six years, Marcus Sullivan has been the responsible older brother, stepping in to take care of his seven siblings after their father died when they were children. But when the perfectly ordered future he’s planned for himself turns out to be nothing but a lie, Marcus needs one reckless night to shake free from it all.
Nicola Harding is known throughout the world by only one name – Nico – for her catchy, sensual pop songs. Only, what no one knows about the twenty-five year old singer is that her sex-kitten image is totally false. After a terrible betrayal by a man who loved fame far more than he ever loved her, she vows not to let anyone else get close enough to find out who she really is…or hurt her again. Especially not the gorgeous stranger she meets at a nightclub, even though the hunger – and the sinful promises – in his dark eyes make her want to spill all her secrets.
One night is all Nicola and Marcus agree to share with each other. But nothing goes as they plan when instead of simply tangling limbs, they find a deeper connection than either of them could have anticipated. And even though they both try to fight it, growing emotions – and sizzling attraction – keep drawing them closer together.
Close enough for them to wonder if stealing one more secret moment together can ever be enough?
He had expected to want her. But he hadn’t expected to like her this much.
Marcus, the eldest Sullivan, who helped to raise his siblings when their father unexpectedly passed away, has always been the responsible one. For the past two years, he’s been dating a woman he expects to marry, but things lately have been leaving him frustrated and has him second-guessing their relationship. When he walks in on her with another man, he walks away without a second glance. Deciding he needs to vent some frustration with a willing, if anonymous, woman, he sets out to find a one-night stand.
Nicola is a world famous singer, known for her sexiness and wild and crazy ways. No one really knows the truth, that’s her image is just a product of the publicity machine. She’s been hurt recently by someone she trusted and maybe loved and she’s not going to be making that mistake again. But in a bout of self-pity and loneliness, she decides to go out to find someone to ease the ache, if only for the night.
Marcus and Nicola are two lonely people who have issues with trust. They’ve learned to rely on themselves, despite their support system (in Marcus’ case). Other issues they’re confronted with include their nine year age difference and Nicola’s fame. They decide to have a short term fling while Nicola is in San Francisco working on a music video with Marcus’ sister, Lori, and a concert. But the nature of their fling has them thrust together in an intense, sexually charge bubble, segregated from the outside and leaning on each other.
I didn’t expect to like this one as much as The Look of Love, but I think I actually liked this one more. There is something to be said for a slightly brooding alpha male, which describes Marcus to a tee. As much as he tried to keep emotion out of their fling, it just isn’t in his nature. With Marcus, Nicola felt safe. Marcus is used to being in control and this spilled over into their fling, which should have turned Nicola off, but actually helps to ensure a connection between them that neither of them expect. They were very sweet together.
One of my favorite parts is a family brunch with all of the Sullivans, in which Nicola is a guest. I really enjoyed the interaction of the siblings and their mother. I also really enjoyed Lori, who I became familiar with in her sister, Sophie’s, book I Only Have Eyes for You, and I didn’t expect to like her. I also really liked seeing more of Chase and Chloe. I am looking forward to reading more.
Enjoy the following excerpt for FROM THIS MOMENT ON…
Marcus Sullivan was known for his patience. After helping to raise his seven siblings, he’d learned to wait out tantrums, fistfights, even tears.
But tonight, he was all out of patience.
He’d come to the club tonight to find a woman, to proposition her, to claim her for one no-holds-barred night, but he’d been watching the dancers for long enough to know that he wasn’t going to take a single one of them to bed. None of the women who’d walked in through the thick red curtain in the past thirty minutes had been contenders, either.
Until, suddenly, the curtain parted…and she walked in.
Marcus felt like a fist had slammed straight into his gut.
The woman was young, mid-twenties probably, and so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her. Her black leather dress left nothing to his imagination, fitting her like a second skin with wide cut-outs that ran down the side of her insane curves.
She was the one.
As she stood in the doorway and slowly scanned the crowd, every eye in the room was on her. She was magnetic, had that special something that made it impossible to pull your eyes away from her.
And then her eyes met his, illuminated by a beam of light in the dark room, and although Marcus hadn’t drunk nearly enough at Chase’s engagement party to be unsteady on his feet, one look at those clear blue eyes had him fighting for balance.
What was wrong with him?
He needed to remember, at all times, what tonight was about. Pleasure. Not emotion. Not a relationship. It was okay for certain parts of his body below the waist to react like a match had been lit from nothing more than looking at the woman. Everything else was off-limits. He wasn’t looking for a woman to respect.
And he definitely wasn’t going to fall in love.
The dangerous curves began to shift beneath the thin layer of leather as she moved straight toward him, never once breaking stride, even in impossibly high heels. Marcus couldn’t miss the challenge in her gaze, a look that asked if he was man enough to handle her.
He’d always liked his women tall and slim, not barely coming up to his chest like this one. A voice in his head told him she was way too young for him, young enough that if this were any other night, he’d walk away from her now.
But he wasn’t planning on walking away from whatever this woman offered. Not until first light.
And definitely not until he’d had his fill of those curves.