Beschreibung bei Amazon The American writer Kimberly Van Meter is known under a variety of different pseudonyms, one of them being Alexx Andria, as she has been writing for quite some time now to worldwide acclaim. Appreciated for her fun and witty take on the erotica and romance genres, she has been able to create a style that is all of her very own. Writing in an intimate style, she is able to bring her readers in, treating them as close confidantes of sorts, making them feel as if she is writing for them and them alone, something which is clearly reflected within her sales. Writing for as long as she can remember, she has always held a strong passion for the written word, creating characters and narratives that are juxtaposed against one another expertly. Clearly a master of her craft, she is also able to turn up the heat, creating erotic stories that really manage to tantalize the reader, as she really knows what it is that her audiences are looking for. Early and Personal Life Born in California in Mariposa County, the future author to be Kimberly Van Meter was always a budding novelist for as long as she could remember, constantly with her head in a book.
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Razor sharp in business, hotter than Georgia asphalt, and built like…well, Gods, they were destined for success. Penny liked to think of herself as smart, reasonably attractive and capable — however, most people, men in particular, simply saw a chubby girl with dark hair and glasses.
In other words, those of the opposite sex rarely noticed her at all. So was she surprised that both Nolan and Vince had completely overlooked one of their many accountants? Not really. Likely to them, she was simply another bean counter — and an uninteresting one at that. But oh, goodness gracious, if he could read her mind!
She daydreamed of impossible scenarios; ones that were shameful and best left in the secret confines of her imagination, and would likely send her tumbling into hell for even allowing them into the theater of her mind. But, ohhhh…she stifled a sigh. How did she know he had washboard abs? And one had been of him and some skinny beach blonde who looked as if a piece of rice would get stuck in her throat if she chanced to eat one. Before she realized it, an unhappy sigh escaped her as she returned to her numbers and ledgers.
She swallowed but it felt as if all the spit in her mouth had dried up and all she could do was stare like an idiot. She fluttered her hands down her slacks and curled her toes inside her no-nonsense flats. Of all boring colors — surprise! At least even if no one was tearing her clothes off with their teeth, she would know that beneath all those drab conservative clothes of a sensible accountant a wild woman was hiding, just waiting for the right moment to pounce.
The truth was, although she longed for adventure, she was almost painfully shy, which went perfectly with the accountant stereotype that she hated. Yet, as she was well aware, stereotypes existed for a reason: because there was often a veneer of truth clinging to them. She talked all the time — to herself and her cat Ack! Another stereotype! Best job ever. I swear.
His eyes were impossibly dark, and might she add, sinfully sexy. She could happily drown in that stare. She fanned herself and drew a deep breath to clear her head.
Vince Buchanan had spoken to her. So what? Big deal. Are you nuts? A voice screeched. Likely everything. Everything Penny had never really tried. She fidgeted with her mechanical pencil, depressing the lever to advance the lead and then pressing the lead back into the canister, fighting against a twinge of jealousy. Was she complete and utter trash that her curiosity about sex had turned into a raging obsession?
She longed to know why people were willing to sacrifice their dignity or their marriages — even their livelihood! But truthfully, even as she hoped to find a man to give her treasure, she knew with a certainty, the man who plucked her cherry would likely not look like Vince or Nolan Buchanan.
Her gaze strayed to Gilbert, another accountant in their department. The man was nice enough with a pleasant smile but his hands were a bit knobbish, which suited his thin frame, she supposed, and he was most certainly going bald, even though he tried to hide it unsuccessfully with a comb-over.
She withheld a sigh. Likely, a man like Gilbert would be the one to discover what was hidden beneath her boring beige panties. Penny averted her eyes and pretended to focus on her work but her mind was conjuring all kinds of scenarios that were far more interesting than the balance sheets she was supposed to be formulating.
Not surprising, Penny thought, speculating. Nolan seemed to have an issue with commitment. The bevy of beauties came and went but never stayed. She straightened as Nolan appeared at the door, his gaze following the angry blonde as if contemplating chasing after her. But as Penny watched, holding her breath at the mini drama, she was secretly relieved when he simply watched her go. Nolan was…electric. That was the only word to describe him. He was different from Vince in that he was a dirty blonde but he had that same intensity as his brother that made Penny weak in the knees every time.
Penny gasped in dismay. How stupid of her to openly stare at her boss like that. Had she made him uncomfortable? Had she appeared weird? She dropped her head into her hands and groaned. She dragged her pile of spreadsheets toward her with a miserable frown and resigned herself to working late and putting the Buchanans out of her head for the night.
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Razor sharp in business, hotter than Georgia asphalt, and built like…well, Gods, they were destined for success. Penny liked to think of herself as smart, reasonably attractive and capable — however, most people, men in particular, simply saw a chubby girl with dark hair and glasses. In other words, those of the opposite sex rarely noticed her at all. So was she surprised that both Nolan and Vince had completely overlooked one of their many accountants? Not really. Likely to them, she was simply another bean counter — and an uninteresting one at that.
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Hell, maybe he was the devil after all. His plan had worked nearly to perfection. Why did he care? Penny was a tool — a means to an end.
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She swallowed, her cheeks heating as the insides of her stomach did a funny flop. She ought to leave. It was improper and wrong. Probably illegal, too. But she liked it. Goodness gracious, she liked it.
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