Guys, did you see?! We have a new release from Leddy Harper. The imPERFECT Guy is an office romance. She hires the hero as her assistant 😮 YES! LOL. Love that kind of storyline. You can grab it now or read FREE with Kindle Unlimited. There is also an excerpt below, so you can get a taste of this standalone!
I never set out to be famous. It sort of fell into my lap.
Just like Finn.
He was exactly what I needed in an assistant, and the exact opposite of everything I looked for in a guy, which made hiring him an easy decision.
It was perfect.
Then it wasn’t.
One by one, I started to fall for all of Finn’s imperfections, leaving me to question…
Was I simply looking for all the wrong things in a man? Or was Finn perfect because he was imperfect?
Just before we finished wrapping up the last shoot of the day, the heavens opened and poured down on us. Over the last forty-five minutes, the sky had gotten increasingly darker, but rain hadn’t been in the forecast, so we’d all kept our fingers crossed and hoped for the best. It seemed that wasn’t enough to keep Mother Nature on our side.
We ran back to the cabin, and in my haste, I slipped and fell in the mud.
“Are you all right?” Finn held out his hand to help me up.
It was hard to see because my hair was now plastered against my face, so after failing to actually take hold of his offered hand, I gave up and rolled onto my back. It was like an out-of-body experience, as if I were floating above myself, able to witness the ridiculousness of the situation from a different vantage point.
Apparently, my uncontrollable laughter concerned Finn, because he squatted next to me, putting his face in my line of sight. “Are you okay?”
I nodded and then laughed harder, causing his lips to curl beneath his beard. The drops of rain that fell from the unkempt hairs on his chin caught my attention until I calmed, all traces of humor vanishing. I reached up and gripped his beard in my fist, using my hold on him to bring his mouth to mine.
There was something sensual about kissing in the rain, and something even sexier about kissing Finnin this torrential downpour. The way he effortlessly moved over me to shield me from the weather as his tongue explored mine was enough to keep me on the ground, my knees too weak to get up. I moaned into his mouth when he slipped an arm behind my back and pulled my chest closer to his. But just when I thought we were about to take advantage of the wide-open space, he hauled me off the ground and planted me on my feet.
“Hop on.” Finn turned around and crouched down just enough for me to climb onto his back. When he had me secured with my arms around his neck and legs around his waist, he took off toward the cabin as the big, fat, wet droplets beat down on us.
It didn’t take long to make it back to the cabin—although, that could’ve had something to do with the fact that I didn’t want our moment to end. Once we were safely inside, Finn set me on the edge of my bed and kneeled in front of me. At first, I thought he was going to take off my shoes, but instead, he started to run his hands up and down my calves from my knees to my ankles.
“Oh, are we starting round three already?” I teased while hoping I was right.
He rolled his eyes and huffed a laugh. “No, perv. I’m checking to make sure you didn’t injure yourself when you wiped out back there.”
Well, that was mildly disappointing.
“You know…I did crash and burn pretty hard.” I fell back against the mattress with my arms stretched out above me. “It might be best if you examine my whole body.”
His hoarse chuckle floated up the bed, basking me in something akin to a warm blanket. Then he stood and held out his arm for me to take his hand. “Come on, Mads. You’re getting your bed all muddy.”
Against my better judgment, I took his hand and allowed him to pull me into a seated position. “Then I guess that means I’ll have to sleep in yours again, huh?”
“Looks like it, but not until you wash up.” He might’ve stared at me straight-faced, but the amusement shined bright in his eyes. There was no mistaking that flirtatious twinkle. It was something I could seriously get addicted to seeing aimed at me.
I honestly hadn’t had this much fun in a long time.
Playfully pouting, I asked, “What happened to being concerned about me?”
“I was concerned that you’d broken something when you went down. I wasn’t sure if you twisted your ankle in those shoes or scraped your knees on the ground. But considering your one-track mind, I think it’s safe to assume you’re not hurt. Which means I’m no longer worried. If anything, I’m a little worried for myself.” He winked and shook his head, letting it be known that he was only teasing.
“In that case, should we grab a hot shower?” To really play it up, I dramatically made my teeth chatter, feigning that I was colder than I actually was. I was cold, but not to that extent. “Together?”
He hummed, acting as though he had to think about it. Then he flashed me that sexy smirk and said, “That would be nice.”
In less than twenty-four hours, Finn had managed to draw out my brazen side without making me self-conscious in the least. He made me feel wanted, as if tasting me satisfied his deepest craving. It was an intoxicating feeling. Even though he wasn’t the first person to ever make me feel wanted, he was undoubtedly the first to make me feel it in my bones.
When his lips met mine, nothing else on earth existed. Everything disappeared except the two of us. It was invigorating. And just like a lovestruck teenager, I wanted nothing but the scent and feel of him on my skin.
I was a goner.