Mallory Sims is late for her first day of work.
After spilling her tea, she discovers she has no gas in her car. Add that her arm keeps sticking to her dress from syrup left on the console of her car, flustered feels like an understatement.
Then she sees her new boss.
Graham Landry is the epitome of NSFW in his custom-fit suit, black-rimmed glasses, and a look so stern her libido doesn’t stand a chance. Being flustered is just the start of her problems.
Her punctuality is only the start of his. With a pink slip in hand, he’s been waiting on his new secretary to show up only to let her go. Then she rushes in with her doe eyes and rambling excuses, smelling like bacon and lavender. The termination paper falls to the side as she falls in his arms.
This is a disaster in the making. Not because of his pinpoint exactness or her free spirit, but because when they’re together, the sparks that fly threaten to burn the whole place down.
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Addicted 2 Romance Review:
**I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.**
I am a newer fan of this author but I totally LOVE this series. The Landry brothers and sisters I am a BIG fan of them. They are fun and sweet and all of them are quirky but they love each other while giving each other hell. Each book stands alone but its a super great series and so I highly recommend you read each one.
Book 1 is about the single mother and the politician, Barrett and Alison and I think this is still my favorite of all three.
Book 2: is about the baby brother and baseball player, Lincoln and the do gooder he falls for, Dani
Book 3: is about Graham, the CEO and former nerd and the family friend, Mallory, his new assistant.
I really loved this story alot. Well as mentioned I love them all, but I thought this books sex scenes were beyond HOT!!! I enjoyed the sex scenes in the other books but the ones in this book were beyond hot and I think its because its the story where the the Landry tries to fight his desire and well LOSES so there is a lot of hot sex and lots of alphaness.
Beyond this being a great office romance this is also a story about two very opposite characters attracting. Graham is this HUGE control freak. At times he seemed to be very OCD about how he wanted things done and how messes drove him crazy. Even romantically he likes everything just in its place. He works hard and plays seldom and is a huge success professionally but not socially.
Well things go wrong for him when his assistant Linda leaves and he goes thru 14 temps until Mallery is hired on a recommendation from his sister. (YES she is friends with his two sisters). Mallery is his total opposite. She likes to have fun, she teaches Yoga and knows how to relax, she is social, she lives in a mess and even her car is a disaster. Mallery doesn't even have a life plan, she is a college drop out and just broke up with a long term boyfriend. If anyone is Grahams opposite it is her.
Yet she organizes his life perfectly and she drives him insane with lust. So he struggles to resist her. He knows if he gets involved with her, it will be very messy. I totally loved Graham and Mallery together. Beyond LOVED. She really was this sexy , cuddly bear and I loved that about her. She really softened Graham and he totally needed that. He also changes her too and I loved that about how the author wrote them.
While Graham was not my favorite Landry, he is definitely a contender and I loved how HOT he was for Mallery.
We both know we aren’t just talking about a moved stapler or a mishmash of files. As that really sets in, the air around us gets heavier. Hotter. Hazardous.
“Those things always lead to dangerous situations,” he says, his eyes trained on me.
I shift in my seat, the throb between my legs growing stronger by the second. “People do it every day and survive.”
“They may survive, but don’t things get messy?”
“Only if they do it right.”
His chair flies backwards and he’s to his feet and next to me before I know what’s happening. He doesn’t ask that I stand, but he doesn’t have to. It’s implied and my body reacts accordingly to his silent command.
We stand face-to-face, our breathing ragged. Our chests heave with the anticipation, the possibility, of what might come next.
“You are, quite possibly, the most dangerous of them all,” he says, his voice rough.
“Why is that?” I breathe.
“There’s no plan for you.”
“But you’ve already penciled me in, haven’t you, Graham?” I ask, finding the courage to play this little game with him. Being strictly professional is incredibly hard, and this is way too easy.
I can flirt with the best of them in a bar or on a college campus. But here, with him, it’s a game all its own. A level I had no idea I’d ever be a contender in. Maybe I’m not, but I’m going to play the hell out of it while I’m here … even though if I keep it up, I might not be here for long.
“What do you want, Mallory?”
“I want to do all the things you ask of me and do them better than you ever expected they could be done.”
A rumble emits from his throat as his eyes darken. My knees go weak and I grab the table with my left hand to ensure I don’t fall.
He licks his lips and flips his gaze to my mouth. I think I whimper as I lift my chin, waiting to see what he does next. My entire body is on fire for this man, my heart thumping so hard I’m sure he can hear it.
He moves so my back is pressed against the table, our food long forgotten. His hands are on either side of me, caging me in. Our eyes locked together, he leans in, a slow smirk spreading across his gorgeous face.
“Excuse me, Mr. Landry. Ford is here to see you,” Raza chirps through the line.
We exhale simultaneously, a giggle escaping with mine. There’s nothing funny about this, but the energy has to come out in some way.
“Mr. Landry?” she asks again.
“I’ll be right out. Thank you, Raza.”
“Oh, you’re so welcome, sir.” The line clicks off and Graham marches across the room and punches a button. The light on top indicates he’s not to be disturbed.
I busy myself with cleaning up our lunch, and before he’s at my side again, I have everything bundled up.
“Thanks for lunch,” I say like nothing just happened.
“Mallory …” He runs his hand through his hair, leaving one lock sticking up. Knowing what that will look like if we walk out together, I reach up, hesitating for a split second, before smoothing it out.
His hair is silky against my fingers. He jumps when I touch him at first, but doesn’t back away. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing went on in here. I refuse for it to look like something did. That’s the way rumors get spread, Mr. Landry.”
“Mallory, I …”
I get a final look at his face, reach up and straighten his tie as his eyes go wide, then turn towards the door. “I’ll send Ford in.”
“Yeah?” I turn to see him over my shoulder. He’s standing by the table, his hands in his pockets looking frazzled. When he doesn’t respond, I place my hand on the knob. “I’ll have that file back to you before I leave today. Thanks again for lunch.”
I walk out before I can change my mind.
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