To Casey, Montgomery Prep isn't just DC's most prestigious private school-it's her alma mater, the place where her fondest memories were made. It's also her current employer and the target of a dangerous cyber criminal. But even more shocking than the crime is the sexy FBI agent who comes to investigate . . . With his six-plus frame and gym-sculpted body, no one would suspect FBI special agent Sam Cooper was once an awkward teenage computer geek-no one, that is, except Casey, the gorgeous girl who captured his heart on the first day of high school and held it for the last fourteen years. When a hunt for a hacker brings Casey back into Sam's life, his long-denied desire becomes impossible to ignore. He knows just how to make her forget the boy he was . . . and show her the man he's become.
Romance author, Lynne Silver, writes the popular Coded for Love series and other hot contemporary romance novels, such as Love, Technically. Before writing romance, she wrote fiction of a different sort, drafting press releases for technology corporations. Washington DC is her home (non) state, where she resides with her husband and two sons.
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really.” She reached for the plate, which had a little wisp of steam rising
from the fluffy yellow omelet. “I make a mean salad from the bag.”
should learn to cook. Besides the fact that it’s fun, it could give you total
control over what you eat, and I know how you like control.”
glanced sharply around him around a mouthful of egg and saw that he was smiling
at her as if he loved and admired the fact that she was a control freak. Most
men hated that aspect of her personality. Sam had always respected her need to
lead, and anytime they’d had to work on a class project in school, he’d let her
take the reins, offering her support but never trying to take over simply
because he had a penis.
been told that learning to cook would be a healthy way to heal. Kind of like
therapy,” she admitted, “but I haven’t made time.”
time,” Sam said. “I’m going to teach you. I also want to take you out on a date
again, therefore we’re going to hang out here and talk so I can learn more
about what would be a fun date for you and what is going to push your buttons.”
going on another date?” She hadn’t meant to add that saucy tone, but it came out
on its own. Here was the chemistry she’d been missing in her date with Matt
Melles. He’d emailed to say he had a nice time at dinner, but he hadn’t asked
her out again, which meant he was also feeling the lack of chemistry. Fine with
her, especially since she was finding it with Sam.
nodded and placed his empty plate on the counter. He stood, got in her space,
and wrapped a long strand of her hair around his finger. “Yeah, Casey. We are.
I let you get your way in high school, and I gave up on you in college, and
then I tried to forget about you the last six years. I’m done. I’ve wanted this
for a long time, and now it’s going to happen.”
failed her, and her heart pounded at his nearness. She’d suspected—no, she’d known—throughout high school that Sam
had a crush on her, and she’d wrecked him for it, mocking him and letting him
know he didn’t have a shot. If she’d had an inkling he would grow up to be this
tall, smart, compelling man, maybe she would’ve paid attention when he was a
see,” was all she allowed, and didn’t know how to react when he laughed.
let me win, can you, Case?” He leaned in, making their lips inches apart. “It’s
okay. I like a challenge.”
then he kissed her.
lips were soft but intent on hers, and her neck bent back as she craned for
more of his taste. It was as if she’d been waiting her whole life to be kissed
by Sam Cooper, which was ridiculous since she’d been avoiding his advances long
enough to have an advanced degree in it.
he was the one graduating with honors in how to kiss your high school crush.
His touch was gentle, and her body ached to be held, yet he kept space between
them, allowing only their lips to connect. Their tongues brushed briefly and
gloriously then he pulled back to nibble at her lower lip and gave attention to
a different part of her mouth. Their breaths mingled as they tasted grapefruit
on each other. Her body felt as if it were floating toward him, though she
remained anchored on her chair. She hadn’t realized how many sensitive spots
there were on her lips, yet Sam unerringly found them all. The man could kiss.
He’d learned a thing or two-million since they’d last locked lips after