Seducing the Playboy (A Hot Nights Series Book) (Entangled Brazen) Read Online Free Page A

remember the touch of Jenna’s hand, her lips on his cheek, or the way her desserts had made his mouth water and his body crave satisfaction. The beach spread out before him like a slippery slope.
    “Tell me again why you didn’t hire that pastry chef?” Max asked when Roman caught up with him outside.
    “Don’t start.”
    “Dude, we blew through every single one of her desserts. I made as many Beach Warmers to go as I made entrées. She’s a genius.”
    “Anybody can make hot chocolate and cookies. I’ll show you tomor—” He saw Jenna walking toward them and sucked in a stunned breath.
    Beside him, Max chuckled. “I understand why you didn’t hire her now, and I commend you, even if I don’t share your scruples about sleeping around at work. The only thing that could possibly be better than eating her desserts is eating—”
    Roman shot an elbow into his side, making Max laugh harder as he headed down the beach.
    The crowd was strung out in loose groups across the Boardwalk, but the sound of guitars, laughter, and the rush of waves faded into the background as Jenna moved toward him.
    She was wearing jeans and some sort of black, lacy corset that showcased her magnificent breasts underneath a half-zipped jacket. The contrast between her bundled up body and her exposed cleavage was obscene—and electrifying. Every man she passed continued to stare.
    “What the hell are you wearing?” he demanded.
    “Clothes.”
    “That’s not a shirt. It’s a walking invitation to steal second base.”
    “Oh, please. Not everyone thinks of me as a kid sister.” She rolled her eyes. “Where’s your sense of fun?”
    His jaw dropped. Every cell of his body wanted to show her how much fun he could be. He closed his eyes, drawing long, slow, deep breaths until he felt he could speak without saying something he would regret.
    “Max looks like he’s having fun.” Her laugh was soft and far too close for comfort.
    He opened his eyes to see Max with three women in bikinis racing for the water. She unzipped her jacket and shrugged out of it. “Looks like a good idea to me. I wore my suit, just in case.”
    She sauntered across the Boardwalk, heading for the water.
    He stared after her.
    Half of him wanted to find a blanket and cover her from head to foot. The other half of him, the half that was holding a bottle of wine, wanted to be under that blanket with her. She’s all grown up. As if reading his mind, she glanced over her shoulder in unmistakable invitation before she stepped out of her shoes and slowly pushed her jeans over her hips and down to her ankles. His gaze slipped over the sexy ties of her corset, down to her perfect ass, barely covered by a black bikini bottom. Her hair caught the moonlight, glowing as she waded into the water.
    “Fuck it.” He was going in. It would be just his luck she’d get caught in the undertow and drown. Her brother would kill him.
    Jogging to the beach, he set the wine down in the sand next to her clothes. Swiftly, he stripped down to his boardshorts, leaving his belongings in a heap next to hers. The water was cold, but he barely felt it. Max and the women giggled a little farther out. Jenna was in up to her thighs, shrieking with laughter every time a wave hit.
    “Not too far out,” he warned. “It’s all fun and games until somebody drowns.”
    “Spoilsport.” She bent down and splashed him with icy water.
    “Undertow.” He thrashed toward her.
    She moved into deeper water, and he gave chase. When he reached her side, he swept her feet out from under her with his leg and caught her in his arms. He lifted her above the water. “Give me one good reason not to dunk you,” he threatened.
    She clung to his shoulders. “I’ll tell my mother.”
    “Liar.” He allowed her feet to slide back into the water, but he didn’t let her go.
    She wouldn’t tell her mother, just as he hadn’t contacted Cole when she arrived. The push and pull had been going on inside him all