The Player's Club: Lincoln
“Juliana was still thinking of the challenges—and her heated exchange with Lincoln—two days later, when she drove the few hours in traffic that it took to get from San Francisco down to Monterey. She didn’t know why she’d kissed him in the car, or why she’d let him kiss her.... However, it had happened. All she knew was, he was a suspicious, prudish, judgmental watchdog who seemed to hit every single one of her turn-ons. She wanted to kill him and jump him, in the space of a heartbeat. He was going to be a problem. She could already tell. Right now, though, she thought as she pulled into the driving range and straightened her sexy violet sundress, she had bigger issues. She made her way past the rows of golfers until she found the man she was hunting for. “Stephen! I can’t believe you didn’t make it to my birthday party,” Juliana said, with her sexiest pout. Stephen Trainer, television producer, looked over at her and grimaced. “I can’t believe you stalked me to a driving range to ram ...your reality-show pitch down my throat.”MoreLess
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