Destiny's Escort
by Trixie Stilletto
ISBN: 1-59279-229-4 (Electronic)
Cover by Trace Edward Zaber
Copyright ©2004
Short Contemporary Erotica
(Graphic Sexual Content/Language)

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Destiny Robinson desperately needs a date for a big night but the last person she expects when she calls an escort service is her son's best friend. Bobby Magee has been marking time. When Destiny's call comes to his business, he grabs the opportunity to go after the woman he's loved from afar for years...

F. S. Wilson is surrounded by sex. Nice clean sex, kinky sex, humorous sex, it surrounds him every waking minute. And he's utterly sick of it. As CEO of the largest sex toy company in the state, he can't escape it however much he wants to. All he really wants is to sell out, leave behind the embarrassing job, and maybe, just maybe, find a nice woman who doesn't see him as a living example of his merchandise. At the tail end of a bad week, the last thing he needs is a complaint from his biggest customer. And what's up with her? What sort of woman orders a gross of mini sex toys anyway!

PR wizard Debbie Oaks doesn't have time for a screwed up order of promo material. You'd think a sex toy company could at least get an order for a few hundred...well...ITEMS correct! But no! She's hopping mad and ready to take her lost revenue out of F. S.'s handsome hide.

With a hurricane bearing down and Debbie giving F.S. the first ache of desire he's had in far too long, things get way out of control way too fast. Love at first sight can be really tough when you're convinced you don't even like each other...

She adjusted the fall of her gown, patted her hair in place and, purse and wrap in one hand, opened the door.

"Bobby? Bobby Magee?"

His grin was swift and devastating. "Hello, Mrs. Robinson. Nice to see you."

For a few moments, Destiny couldn't equate the gorgeous young man standing in front of her with the Bobby Magee who had been her son's best friend in high school and college. That boy had been too tall, too thin and sported more freckles than imaginable with a mop of red-gold hair always in need of combing.

This boy…er…man was nothing like that.

He was still tall. From the way she had to tilt her head backward to look in his eyes, even wearing the extravagant five-inch heels she'd bought just for this night, she'd bet he was six-two-and-a-half. Just like the boy she remembered.

Where before he'd been gangly, he now possessed the perfect male body. His elegant classic black tuxedo fit over his incredible chest and shoulders as faithfully as a second skin. Destiny just bet she would be able to bounce a coin on his abs...

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