About BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
My name is Roman Cavenaugh and I’m kind of an asshole.
Running a company isn't easy, especially when everyone expects you to fail, so being a jerk? It comes with the territory.
Running a company isn't easy, especially when everyone expects you to fail, so being a jerk? It comes with the territory.
I don't have time to mess around, and I sure as hell didn’t see her coming.
Cara Hamilton—she was supposed to be off limits…a temporary employee brought in
during my assistant’s maternity leave.
But, in the blink of an eye, she became so much more.
An obsession I couldn’t shake.
So
yeah, I may be an asshole, but now, I finally had a purpose, and soon, she
would be mine.
All’s fair in love and war…
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EXCERPT
“How does one break their ankle while
bowling?”
She snorted, her dark brown eyes meeting
mine once more.
“I think there was a lot of beer involved.
Plus, those shoes are slippery. Haven’t you ever noticed?”
“I’ve never played,” I admitted.
I watched her expression turn from playful
to downright astonished.
“Never?”
“Nope.”
“Not even once?” she asked, her eyes still
wide with disbelief.
“I believe that’s the definition of never.”
I laughed.
“That’s ridiculous,” she said, her head shaking
back and forth in complete shock, as if I’d just told her I’d never used modern
plumbing or had a haircut. “We’re going to rectify this. Before we leave,” she
announced with conviction.
“If you say so, but it’s really not that
weird.”
“It’s weird, Roman,” she retorted,
instantly realizing her slip.
It was the first time she’d ever used my
first name. Usually, she didn’t address me at all, which I’d always found
unusual, considering her immaculate manners. But seeing her reaction now? The
instant flush, dodging my gaze… it was obvious she was conflicted.
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I didn’t
mean to—”
“Don’t apologize. I’m Roman, Cara. To you…
I’ve always just been Roman.”
Her breath caught for a moment, and time
seemed to stand still. The sound of the tires against the pavement, the cars
around us… everything stopped. For just one moment
And then it was gone.
“Sir, we’re here,” the driver announced as
we came to a stop.
She looked at me for the briefest of time
and then blinked, and it was as if the world reset itself. She gave me a polite
smile, grabbed the formal tweed jacket she’d been carrying around with her all
day, reached for the handle of the car, and was gone.
And the world suddenly seemed louder
because of it.
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J.L. Berg is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready Series, The Walls Duet, and the Lost & Found Duet. She is a California native living in the beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart, they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she's not writing, you will find her with her nose stuck in a romance novel, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
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