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“I want to make love to you,” Sam said
A.J. cocked her head to one side. “And what makes you think that will help you solve the case, Sherlock?”
“Elementary, my dear Watson,” he murmured, lowering his mouth to her neck. “Haven’t you ever come up with the solution to a particular problem when you weren’t thinking about it at all?”
“Sure. All the time.” His mouth was now working magic on her shoulder and her skin felt hot and icy at the same time. She struggled to focus on the thread of their conversation. “You think we’ll figure out the solution if we have sex?”
Sam took the lobe of her ear between his teeth. “Not sex, Ariana. I’m going to make love to you.”
“My name is A.J.”
“But you’re Ariana, too. And making love is different than having sex. I’m going to show you.”
Please, she thought. “Do you think Sherlock ever used this technique with Watson?”
Sam laughed, framing her face with his hands. “God, I hope not. So, are you game?”
Wrapping her arms around him, she brought her mouth to his ear and tried a little magic of her own. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Dear Reader,
The city is Manhattan, and the “man-magnet” skirt is back in circulation! And A. J. Potter has finally given in to the temptation to wear the infamous skirt. All she wants is to make the good old boys at her law firm take her seriously, but before she can even get to the office, she finds herself surrounded by men!
a teenage delinquent who finds her “hot”
a retired jewel thief who thinks he’s fallen in love with her
a mugger who seems fixated on stealing her purse
a sexy P.I. who is determined to convince her that one of her new clients just stole a five-million-dollar necklace from a museum
All P.I. Sam Romano wants to do is make sure his godfather doesn’t go to jail. But every time he tries to talk to the old man, he runs smack into a little spitfire of an attorney. Each time he sees her, Sam becomes more convinced that the only way to get A. J. Potter out of his way is to get her into his bed.
I hope you enjoy reading about A.J. and Sam’s romantic misadventures. And that you’ll watch for the next installment of the SINGLE IN THE CITY miniseries next spring, when the skirt makes its way to San Francisco!
Enjoy,
Cara Summers
P.S. Come and visit me on the Web at www.carasummers.com. And for more information about all the SINGLE IN THE CITY books, visit www.singleinthecity.org.
Short, Sweet and Sexy
Cara Summers
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To my daughter-in-law, Mary Elizabeth Plante Hanlon.
In many ways, A. J. Potter reminds me of you.
You’re both smart, strong and loving. And you had the courage to marry my son! I love you, Mary.
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Prologue
A. J. POTTER NEEDED A BREAK. As the taxi careened around a corner into Central Park, she threw out a hand to brace herself against the door and glanced down at the address she’d recorded in her Palm Pilot. She was not running away. All she was going to do was move into an apartment, not ten blocks away from her aunt and uncle’s.
In comparison, it wasn’t considered running away when you asked a judge for a postponement in court.
And that’s all she needed—a postponement from her family, a little vacation from her Uncle Jamison and her cousin Rodney who sat at the dinner table every night, talking about the cases Rodney was being assigned at the law firm and she wasn’t. Most of all she needed a reprieve from her Aunt Margery whose mission in life was to match her up with a man who wouldn’t bring disgrace on the Potter family name. If she had to endure another date with one more Mr. Perfect handpicked by her aunt, she was going to…do just what she was doing. Move out!
