Like never.
She rounded her desk, forced a smile. “Mr. Conner,” she said when he didn’t move. “I’ll have my assistant schedule something soon.”
“Seraphina.”
She shivered at the sound of her name on his lips—soft, a little raspy, and deep enough to conjure all sorts of unhelpful fantasies in her mind.
Shaking herself, she moved to open the door.
Suddenly, Tate was there, hand on hers, body inches away, spicy scent inundating her senses.
Sera’s breath caught. “What are you—?”
He seemed to be arguing with himself then finally, those piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. “I need you to marry me.”
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Bad Blind Date
Book Eight
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Trix
Regardless, she was back in California for the time being, ready to begin a new chapter in her life.
Apparently, that meant starting by dating.
At least, that was Heather’s logic.
Or maybe Trix’s own brand of stupid.
Still, whatever it was that had convinced her to come, she was there now and was going to make the best of it.
Or at least that had been her thought until she recognized who was approaching the table.
Him.
Trix slammed her eyes closed and counted to five.
It could not be him.
Could not—
She opened her eyes.
Clay was on his feet, shaking the man’s hand, shaking Jet’s hand, and making introductions all around. Heather looked thrilled, probably because Jet was gorgeous and funny and smart—
“And this is Heather’s sister, Trix. She’s a nurse.”
Jet knew that.
Because he knew her. Intimately.
The doctor and the nurse. So cliché. So stupid on her part to think that things in her life might have turned out differently.
He’d been smiling as he turned to meet her, and it was almost comical to see his expression darken to fury. Or it would have, if that fury hadn’t been directed at her. By then his hand was already in hers, mid-shake and fuck if his touch didn’t still make sparks shoot down her arm.
She went to pull back, but he held fast then jerked her forward, as though he were giving her a hug in greeting.
No one at the table could see that he was hissing in her ear.
“What the fuck are you playing at, Trixie?”
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Also by Elise Faber
Billionaire’s Club (all stand alone)
Bad Night Stand
Bad Breakup
Bad Husband
Bad Hookup
Bad Divorce
Bad Fiancé
Bad Boyfriend
Bad Blind Date
Bad Wedding (July 19th, 2020)
Bad Engagement (October 12th, 2020)
KTS Series
Riding The Edge
Love, Action, Camera (all stand alone)
Dotted Line
Action Shot
Close-Up
End Scene
Love After Midnight (all stand alone)
Rum and Notes
Virgin Daiquiri
On The Rocks (Sept 27th, 2020)
Gold Hockey (all stand alone)
Blocked
Backhand
Boarding
Benched
Breakaway
Breakout
Checked
Coasting
Centered
Life Sucks Series (all stand alone)
Train Wreck
Hot Mess (August 3rd, 2020)
Roosevelt Ranch Series (all stand alone, series complete)
Disaster at Roosevelt Ranch
Heartbreak at Roosevelt Ranch
Collision at Roosevelt Ranch
Regret at Roosevelt Ranch
Desire at Roosevelt Ranch
Phoenix Series (read in order)
Phoenix Rising
Dark Phoenix
Phoenix Freed
Phoenix: LexTal Chronicles (rereleasing soon, stand alone, Phoenix world)
From Ashes
In Flames
To Smoke
Stand Alones
Someday, Maybe (YA)
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team -- the Sharks! -- are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys. She lives in Northern California. Connect with her in her Facebook group, the Fabinators or find more information about her books at www.elisefaber.com.