Caught
On Camera
Destiny
Blaine
Love at First Sight, Book One—A series of LOVE AT FIRST
SIGHT romances, all of which stand alone
Blurb
Bailey Chapman isn’t looking for
love but when Nick Palmani shows up at a bonfire and starts pursuing her, she
notices. Soon, the two are grinding out their passionate fantasies. Unbeknownst
to the couple, the entire episode is caught on camera.
Nick Palmani knows Bailey
possesses that special spark, but when he discovers Bailey’s father owns the
farm where he’ll soon work, things are complicated. After a night of passion is
caught on camera and the entire groping session goes viral, he isn’t too
certain of his job security. He’s more concerned about Bailey and how her life
will soon spin out of control.
Fearing Bailey will do whatever
necessary to pacify her family and avoid unattractive labels, Nick whisks her
away to an undisclosed location. Soon, secrets are revealed in front of an
interested public and Bailey and Nick must decide if they can move forward
together or find a way to leave their explosive past behind.
Excerpt:
“Your father seems like a nice fella,” Nick
said, never cracking a smile.
“Oh yeah? Wait until you meet my mother.
She’s a real gem.”
“And you think I’ll meet her sometime in the
next few minutes?”
“Got somewhere you need to be?”
“You might say that.” Nick massaged the back
of his neck, acting positively amused.
“You think this is funny?”
“No, Bailey. I don’t. I didn’t drive five
hundred miles for the career start I’ve been dreaming of only to have the
farmer’s daughter screw me over by luring me to her bed.”
“I don’t want to hear about it,” she said
flippantly. “I knew you were a player. If somebody jumped your bones after you
and I were through, that’s between the two of you. I don’t want to know
anything about it.”
He stared at her blankly.
“And you apparently lost your way more than
once if you landed here instead of wherever you’re supposed to be.” She sat on
top of her dad’s desk, wishing he’d hurry up. Whatever he was saying to Stacy
and her brother must’ve been along the lines of a good old-fashioned sermon.
Before long the handkerchief would come out.
“Are you in denial?” Nick rose to his feet
and stalked her. “I mean are you so involved in your little fantasies and
daydreams that you can’t get a real grip on reality here?”
“I have a fine grip on reality. Thank you
very much.” She glanced down at that thick bulge in his jeans and nearly came
thinking about how he’d groaned at her ear when she’d wrapped her hand around
him the night before. Moistening her lips she stared at his crotch and said,
“I’m actually surprised you don’t remember.”
“Oh, I remember all right.” He released a
guttural growl and studied her for a long time before he added, “You don’t
know.”
“I don’t know what?”
“You don’t have the faintest idea what’s
going on here.”
She crossed one leg over the other. “I’m a
lot of things. Stupid I’m not. You obviously drove cross country for
employment—probably somewhere like over at Melanie Shaffer’s place—and somehow
pulled in our driveway by mistake. You’re the one who announced we’d had a
thing, a fling. Now, my dad will probably call her dad to warn her that
some…some older guy…is coming on to his daughter and Shaffer better lock his
up.” She studied her fingernails and that’s when it hit her. “Oh my God. You
weren’t talking about Melanie or the Shaffers. Were you?”
Author Bio and Links
Destiny Blaine is one
pseudonym for the award-winning international bestseller Susan Smith Alvis.
Destiny writes in most subgenres with a mix of intimate pairings. Her upcoming
title, Rendition, will be released
soon from Siren-Bookstrand.
