Close to You (Fusion #2)
by Kristen Proby
Paperback, 320 pages
Expected publication: August 9th 2016 by William Morrow Paperbacks
ISBN 0062434764
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristen Proby comes the second novel in her sizzling Fusion series.
Camilla, “Cami,” LaRue was five years old when she first fell in love with Landon Palazzo. Everyone told her the puppy love would fade—they clearly never met Landon. When he left after graduation without a backward glance, she was heartbroken. But Cami grew up, moved on, and became part-owner of wildly popular restaurant Seduction. She has everything she could want...or so she thinks.
After spending the last 12 years as a Navy fighter pilot, Landon returns to Portland to take over the family construction business. When he catches a glimpse of little Cami LaRue, he realizes she’s not so little any more. He always had a soft spot for his little sister’s best friend, but nothing is soft now when he’s around the gorgeous restauranteur.
Landon isn’t going to pass up the chance to make the girl-next-door his. She’s never been one for romance, but he’s just the one to change her mind. Will seduction be just the name of her restaurant or will Cami let him get close enough to fulfill all her fantasies?
Excerpt:
~Landon~
“Hey Jake,” I say, shaking the other man’s hand firmly.
“Good to see you, man,” he replies. “Are you gonna stick around to hear my set later?”
Jake Keller, or Jake Knox as the rest of the world knows him, is an international rock star who stepped out of the limelight to focus on producing and writing, and as of about six months ago, started focusing on our Addie.
“I don’t know, I have to go house- hunting today.” I shake my head mournfully.
“I like looking at houses,” Addie says.
“I don’t,” I reply simply. “It’s boring.”
“What’s boring?” Cami asks as she walks out of her office and joins us. My eyes immediately zero in on her feet— not in sneakers this time— and the mile- high gray boots she’s wearing. My eyes travel up her body, taking in her stylish black- and- gray outfit, and sexy- as- hell body, and when I reach her eyes, her head is tilted, and she’s gazing at me with a mixture of humor and reservation.
This is what interests me.
“Landon hates looking at houses.”
“I’ve mostly been looking at apartments,” I reply, still holding Cami’s gaze with my own. “But I have appointments to see three houses this afternoon.”
“Good luck with that,” Cami says, and turns to leave, but I catch her wrist before she can walk away.
“Come with me.”
“Excuse me?” She glances down at my hand and I pull it away, immediately missing the contact.
“Come look with me.”
“I’m at work.”
“I told her to leave two hours ago,” Addie says helpfully.
“I’ve been busy,” she replies with a frown. “The damn tills from yesterday were off.”
“By a lot?” Addie asks.
“No, it was probably a mistake.” Cami sighs and shakes her head. “I guess I could use a break.”
“Perfect,” I reply with a grin. “Looking alone is torture, Cam. If I have to look at another bathroom, I’m going to . . . Well, I don’t know what I’ll do, but it won’t be pretty.”
She blinks at me, then finally shakes her head, mumbles something under her breath that I can’t quite hear, then chuckles. “Well, we can’t have you not being pretty.”
“Great. Let’s go.” I gesture for her to lead me out the door, but she rolls her eyes.
“I need my jacket and handbag. I’ll meet you outside.”
“You might want to change your shoes too. We’ll be walking a lot.”
Both Cami and Addie laugh. “These are my walking shoes,” she replies as she walks back into the office, then returns less than thirty seconds later with her bag, jacket, and shiny lips.
Great. Now I can’t stop staring at her lips. I’m pretty sure women do that on purpose.
~Landon~
“Hey Jake,” I say, shaking the other man’s hand firmly.
“Good to see you, man,” he replies. “Are you gonna stick around to hear my set later?”
Jake Keller, or Jake Knox as the rest of the world knows him, is an international rock star who stepped out of the limelight to focus on producing and writing, and as of about six months ago, started focusing on our Addie.
“I don’t know, I have to go house- hunting today.” I shake my head mournfully.
“I like looking at houses,” Addie says.
“I don’t,” I reply simply. “It’s boring.”
“What’s boring?” Cami asks as she walks out of her office and joins us. My eyes immediately zero in on her feet— not in sneakers this time— and the mile- high gray boots she’s wearing. My eyes travel up her body, taking in her stylish black- and- gray outfit, and sexy- as- hell body, and when I reach her eyes, her head is tilted, and she’s gazing at me with a mixture of humor and reservation.
This is what interests me.
“Landon hates looking at houses.”
“I’ve mostly been looking at apartments,” I reply, still holding Cami’s gaze with my own. “But I have appointments to see three houses this afternoon.”
“Good luck with that,” Cami says, and turns to leave, but I catch her wrist before she can walk away.
“Come with me.”
“Excuse me?” She glances down at my hand and I pull it away, immediately missing the contact.
“Come look with me.”
“I’m at work.”
“I told her to leave two hours ago,” Addie says helpfully.
“I’ve been busy,” she replies with a frown. “The damn tills from yesterday were off.”
“By a lot?” Addie asks.
“No, it was probably a mistake.” Cami sighs and shakes her head. “I guess I could use a break.”
“Perfect,” I reply with a grin. “Looking alone is torture, Cam. If I have to look at another bathroom, I’m going to . . . Well, I don’t know what I’ll do, but it won’t be pretty.”
She blinks at me, then finally shakes her head, mumbles something under her breath that I can’t quite hear, then chuckles. “Well, we can’t have you not being pretty.”
“Great. Let’s go.” I gesture for her to lead me out the door, but she rolls her eyes.
“I need my jacket and handbag. I’ll meet you outside.”
“You might want to change your shoes too. We’ll be walking a lot.”
Both Cami and Addie laugh. “These are my walking shoes,” she replies as she walks back into the office, then returns less than thirty seconds later with her bag, jacket, and shiny lips.
Great. Now I can’t stop staring at her lips. I’m pretty sure women do that on purpose.
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About KRISTEN PROBY
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristen Proby is the author of the bestselling Fusion, With Me In Seattle, The Boudreaux, and Love Under the Big Sky series. She has a passion for a good love story and strong, humorous characters with a strong sense of loyalty and family. Her men are the alpha type; fiercely protective and a bit bossy, and her ladies are fun, strong, and not afraid to stand up for themselves. Kristen lives in Whitefish, Montana, where she enjoys coffee, chocolate and sunshine. And naps.
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