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Smooth. Sexy. Irresistible.
Those qualities equal only one thing.
Big. Freaking. Trouble.
Brynne Calloway knows that anything that
seems too good to be true usually is. Fenton Abbott and his cashmere voice,
Adonis body, and a magnetism like no other clearly falls into that category.
But what’s life without a little risk?
It was supposed to be a rebound, an
uncomplicated escape from reality. But nothing ever goes as planned. Fenton
turns out to be so much more … in ways Brynne never sees coming.
Editorial
Reviews:
"Sexy and hot with page sizzling
romance. Fenton Abbott is the picturesque book boyfriend who will have you
swooning and wishing you wore bikinis." - Heidi McLaughlin, NYT and USA
Today Best Selling Author
"Wherever It Leads lead me exactly
where my heart needed to be. Locke has developed complex characters, a story
with depth, unexpected turns, and sexy twists. A ✮✮✮✮✮ read for me." - SL Scott, NYT and USA Today Best Selling
Author
"Locke has a way of always adding an
element of danger and intrigue to her stories that's just understated enough to
allow the love story to shine through. This one is no different. I loved
it!" - Mandi Beck, author of the Caged Love Series
"Hands down, Wherever It Leads is
Adriana Locke's best work to date!" - Shera, Book Lovers Obsession
"This a fun, flirty and sexy read with
a bit of mystery and intrigue. Pure unadulterated fantasy!" - Dawn,
Blushing Babes Are Up All Night Book Blog
EXCERPT
#1-
Fenton is standing in front of the windows
that line this room too. One hand is pressed against the glass, the other
holding a phone to his ear. He looks in complete control, dominating, and it
makes my mouth water. His charcoal grey suit is stretched across his wide
shoulders, his legs shoulder-width apart. It’s the sexiest thing I have ever
seen. Lord help me when he turns around. The door closes softly behind me. As
if in slow motion, Fenton turns. The setting sun is to his back, almost like
the universe is showcasing his splendor in case there was any doubt of his
perfection. He slips one hand in his pocket, a slow smile spreading across his
face. “I’ll call you later,” he says into the phone and puts it in his pocket
too. All I can do is take him in. He’s doing the same as his gaze caresses me
from head to toe. Even from the other side of the room, I can feel him skirting
my curves, skimming my jawline. It’s visual intercourse, if that’s even a
thing, and I’m ready to climax. The top button of his shirt is undone, his tie
gone. A dark belt wraps his narrow waist, giving him a look of sophistication.
His jaw has a spattering of stubble and I wonder what it would feel like
beneath my fingers. The energy in the room crackles as he draws near. My
breathing is rapid-firing and I take a deep breath to try to sort it out before
he reaches me. I fumble with what to say and what to do. I’m not the smoothest
on dates anyway, but with this Adonis? God almighty. I don’t know him well
enough to know how to even address him. Come to think of it, I know three
things: his name, he’s gorgeous, and he currently holds all the power. And I’m
ready to remove all of my clothing. So I guess that makes it four.
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