Spotlight Book Tour: Sinful Rewards 4 ***Erotica Book***
Sinful Rewards 4
by Cynthia Sax
Release date October 14th 2014
Blurb:
Four years ago, Bee Carter left her tiny hometown, escaping her
tormenters. She concealed her tarnished reputation under a good-girl
persona, hiding her history from Nicolas, her strong and silent
billionaire; Hawke, her tattooed bad-boy biker; and Cyndi, her man-crazy
best friend.
Today, she's returning home … and she's not alone.
Some of her deepest, darkest secrets will be revealed. Trust will be
tested. Clothing and inhibitions will be discarded. Bee and her hometown
will never be the same.
When her past and her present collide, will any of Bee's relationships survive?
Book Excerpt:
Sinful Rewards 4 – Cynthia Sax –
PG-rated Excerpt
At four sixteen,
exactly fourteen minutes after our call ended, the doorbell rings. I look
through the peephole, see a giant brown eye, and laugh. My control-freak
billionaire is trying to peer into the condo. I swing the door open. “Peepholes
work only one way,” I tease.
“I thought you
might require retinal identification.” Nicolas smiles, his white teeth flashing
in his tanned face, and I inhale sharply. He’s so d*mn handsome, even when
exhausted, his black hair swept back from his gorgeous face, a hint of darkness
under his eyes, a shadow of stubble on his chin.
My body hums with
excitement. I’ve gained an appreciation for stubble, loving the feel of it
against my soft skin. “Welcome to my, or rather the Wynterses’, humble abode.”
I give the main room a game-show wave, showing Nicolas all of its fabulous
features, features he installed.
He looks around
him, his gaze stopping at Cyndi’s bedroom. “Their humble abode is a mess.”
Nicolas shakes his head. “That must be the Wynters girl’s room.” He strides
toward it.
“Don’t go in
there.” I hurry after him, intent on protecting Cyndi’s privacy. “That’s her
private space.”
“I’m closing the
door.”
“Don’t close the
door,” I shout. Nicolas stops abruptly and I smack into his back. He turns and gazes
at me as though I’ve lost my mind, which I suppose I have. “I like having it
open,” I explain, my voice lowered to a normal volume.
Nicolas raises
his eyebrows. “Her room is a disaster zone. You want to look at that?”
“Yes,” I admit,
avoiding his gaze. Seeing Cyndi’s things reassures me she’ll return to the
condo, to me. She’d never leave all of her stuff behind.
“Come on,” I
urge, not sharing any of this with Nicolas. “We’re serving ice cream at the
kitchen counter.”
Nicolas looks at the
bedroom, bewilderment flitting across his beautiful face. I wait, my heart
pounding, my fears admittedly irrational yet real to me.
He shrugs his
broad shoulders and follows me into the main living room-kitchen space. He’s a
smaller man than Hawke, yet his tread is heavier, noisier.
Relieved that the
bedroom crisis is over, I saunter to the fridge and extract the carton of
Heavenly Hash ice cream from the freezer compartment. The glass cups and spoons
are already laid out on the counter.
Nicolas perches
on a stool, touches the bowl of jelly beans, and frowns. “These look
familiar.”
My face heats. My
roommate tossed a bowl of jelly beans out of the window recently, earning all
building residents a memo from Nicolas’s management team. “It sometimes rains
jelly beans.” I scoop ice cream into the cups. “Chicago weather is
strange.”
Nicolas sprinkles
a handful of jelly beans onto his ice cream. “Your messy roommate is the
strange one.”
“Cyndi is my best
friend.” I jump to her defense. “And she bought the ice cream you’re eating.” I
place the tub back in the freezer. “Be nice.”
“I’m not a nice
man.” Nicolas swallows a spoonful of ice cream. “But she does have good taste
in ice cream. Does this have marshmallow in it?” He dissects the creamy treat.
“It does, and almonds. G*d, this is good.” He sucks on his spoon, appearing
adorably boyish.
I sit beside him
and we eat ice cream. My billionaire’s blue silk tie is loosened, the top
button of his crisp white shirt undone. His navy blue suit hugs his lean body.
His leather dress shoes balance on the bar stool’s footrest.
He’s here alone.
He arrived alone. “Shouldn’t you have a bodyguard with you?”
Nicolas’s lips
curve around his spoon. “Am I in danger? Should I be scared?” His dark eyes
sparkle.
“Be serious.” I
slap his shoulder.
My Review of this addictive book:
By this point if you are not in love with either Nicolas or
Hawke then why pray tell are you reading. Just kidding, Cynthia continues to
drive us crazy with her cliff hangers and secrets. Book four is no exception!
The notorious Lona has an offer for Bee, but thinking she knows what it is she
puts off her meeting until after her trip home. She is headed to Happydale in
the start of books 4 and reeling from her late night encounter. Bee thinks she
has seen the last of Hawke until he is waiting outside her condo for her. She
had thought he would leave her, just like her father had left her mother. Bee
thinks that’s just what people do, they get what they want from you and leave.
So why was Hawke still here? She makes it clear to him her planes for a real
date with Nicolas later that day, yet he still doesn’t leave.
Nicolas is
her plan, he is who she has planned on all this time, and Hawke is just a
distraction that needs to be stopped. That’s what Bee keeps telling herself, that’s
what she must keep reminding herself! This this books you have more passionate
kisses from both men, tempers flying, and more texts from the mysterious “Friendly”.
This is a MUST READ, and remember to show Cynthia Sax your love by liking her
FB page and Blog.
***I received an ARC copy of this book***
About the Author:
Biography
Cynthia Sax lives in a world
filled with magic and romance. Although her heroes may not always say,
“I love you,” they will do anything for the women they adore. They live
passionately. They play hard. They love the same women forever.
Cynthia
has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers
himself up to the joys and pains of research while they travel the world
together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic
places such as Istanbul, Bali, and Chicago.
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