The Pleasure Inn series launches with
Master of the Inn. This is book one in a multi-book series that centers on
Pleasure Inn and the couples who spend a weekend indulging in their fantasies.
The first book introduces us to Logan and Elyse and we learn how the inn came
to be. Each book to follow will feature a new couple but the reader will be
able to keep up with Logan and Elyse's relationship as they progress. The books
can be read out of order but Master of the Inn sets the stage.
Blurb
Pleasure Inn… Where all of your fantasies become reality.
Executive
chef Elyse Clapton has had it with city life. She’s spent the last few years
building her cheating boyfriend’s trendy New York City restaurant into a
success. When their relationship ends, so does her desire to be in his kitchen.
She flees to a quaint inn she remembers visiting as a child. She gets more than
she bargains for when she meets the sexy, reclusive inn keeper.
Handyman
Logan Cole inherited Pleasure Inn against his wishes. Ever since he got caught
up in a scandal involving another man’s wife, he keeps to himself – finding
solace in a bottle. He didn’t realize how lonely he’d become until Elyse shows
up on his porch. He’s instantly drawn to her and convinces her to stay at the
Bed and Breakfast.
Elyse
comes to town looking for a getaway. She never expects to fall for Logan. It
doesn’t take her long to believe the inn’s motto. Logan’s dominance in the bedroom
makes all of her fantasies a reality.
Book
One in the Pleasure Inn Series
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Excerpt
A light came on
in an upstairs window indicating someone was there. Elyse walked up the front
steps and tried the handle, but it was locked. Just as she reached for the
bell, the door flew open and a large, muscular figure appeared. The old screen
door and the absence of lighting in the foyer concealed his face.
“Hi,” Elyse
said. “I was driving by and wondered if you had any vacancies.”
“Here?”
“This is an inn,
isn’t it?”
“It hasn’t been
for over four years.” He turned on the porch light. “I thought everyone in this
town knew that.”
His disheveled
appearance made her think he wasn’t planning on entertaining visitors. His
dark, thick hair looked as if he’d run his fingers through it causing it to
stand on end. He hadn’t bothered to button his faded blue jeans or put on a
shirt before coming downstairs. Elyse couldn’t help but notice how his
well-defined abs disappeared into his waistband.
“I’m sorry.” She
moved away from the entrance. “I’m intruding.”
“No.” He stepped
out onto the porch in his bare feet. “I just didn’t expect anyone out here at
this time of the night.”
“I drove from
the city. I thought I might stay the night. I used to come here as a kid.” She
looked past his shoulder into the foyer. She saw a fresh stack of wood in the
corner and several cans of paint. “Are you renovating?”
“Trying to.” He
nodded. “It’s a work in progress.”
She caught a
wave of alcohol on his breath.
“Are you just passing through?”
“I’m not sure. I
just needed to get away and I remembered how perfect this place always was.”
“Yeah,” he
looked over his shoulder. “Not so much anymore.”
“What happened?”
“My uncle owned
the place, but he couldn’t keep up with the maintenance. He and my aunt retired
and left it to me. It’s just been sitting vacant since then. It needed a ton of
work. I didn’t realize how much until I actually started ripping things out.”
“How long have
you been renovating?”
“A little over
six months.”
“Well, thanks for your time. Maybe I’ll visit
when you’re finished,” She smiled encouragement, but disappointment filled
Elyse’s heart at the thought of not staying there. “Good luck with the
renovations.”
When she turned
to leave, he stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. “Wait.”
When she turned,
his ice blue eyes held her gaze. The intensity there made her stomach flutter.
It should have been a warning sign to run fast and far, but her body responded
in other ways. The sensation he created from just one touch coursed through her
system, landing straight between her legs.
Oh my…
“For the past
few months I’ve been renovating the third floor. If I’m going to live here and
run this place, I wanted my rooms to be done first before I started on the rest
of the inn. There are two bedrooms up there; both have private bathrooms. You
could stay if you want.”
“That’s very
nice of you, but—”
“Your room has a
lock.”
As if that would keep you out. You have the keys.
“I’m not ready
to have guests yet, so I wouldn’t charge you.”
“I couldn’t, but
thank you.”
“You drove all
this way to Pleasure Inn. There isn’t another place for miles. Spend the night
and then you can leave in the morning.”
She wasn’t
familiar with the surrounding area and the drive had made her tired. What if
she couldn’t find another place to spend the night?
“I don’t blame
you for being cautious.” He shrugged. “You do what your gut tells you: but
you’re more than welcome to stay here.”
She stared into
his deep eyes for a few moments. She’d left the city to get away and forget
about the disaster of a relationship with Phillip. She’d done nothing but work
for years. She hadn’t been to a restaurant or on a vacation in months. She was
too busy cooking for others. Would one
night in a beautiful Victorian inn be so bad? How could it be, especially when
the inn keeper looked like a goddamned Calvin Klein model?
“I’ll stay on
one condition.”
“Sure.”
“You have to
tell me your name.”
“Oh.” He ran his
fingers through his hair and smiled for the first time since greeting her.
“Forgive my manners. I’m Logan Cole.” He extended his hand to her.
“Nice to meet
you, Logan,” She said properly as she shook his hand. “I’m Elyse Clapton.”
“Welcome to
Pleasure Inn, Ms. Clapton.” He dipped his head as he held the door open for
her. “Where all of your fantasies become reality.”
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Look
for the next book in the series, Indulging the Professor due out March 2013.
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