Deacon by Cheryl Douglas
I barged into Deacon’s office at eight o’clock that evening. Since his silver Lamborghini was one of the few cars left in the parking lot, I wasn’t too concerned about interrupting a meeting.
He looked up from his computer when I stormed in, and a smile quickly replaced his scowl.
“They let you in without clearance?”
I plopped down in the seat across from him, trying not to notice how tempting he lookedwith his sleeves rolled up and no tie on.
“The receptionist who usually guards your castle left for the day, and the security guard at the front desk has a crush on me, so he didn’t ask any questions.”
He frowned. “Which security guard is that?”
I spotted a stress ball on the corner of his desk. I doubted he used it; it looked like a promo item Alabaster’s gave away. I whipped it at his chest.
“You’re not serious.”
He laughed, catching the ball before it hit him. “You have a pretty good arm.”
“Shut up, Deacon!”
The nagging voice in the back of my head reminded me I was talking to my boss, but I told her to mind her own goddamn business and go back to sleep.
“I’m pissed at you.” He leaned back, kicking his feet up on the desk as he tossed the ball from one hand to the other and squeezed it.
“You told Eleni about us.”
“So you had no right to do that!”
He seemed totally unfazed by my anger, which only incensed me further.
“She’s my friend. I should have been the one to tell her, when—or if—I decided there was anything worth telling her.”
That got his attention. When he pinned me with that hot gaze, I feared he would demand I bend over the desk and take my punishment like a brave girl.
“I asked you not to tell anyone, including Eleni. You didn’t, and I appreciate that. Now that you’re single, I’ve decided it’s time your best friend know about our… relationship.”
The way he said relationship made me feel as though he had been seeking a different wordbut come up short. Arrangement, perhaps? Was that what this was to him?
Not willing to let him have the last word, I said, “We’re not in a relationship. We’re still getting to know each other. If I like what I see, I might agree to date you, though not exclusively.
I’ve been tied down too long to get serious again so soon.” I swallowed, averting my eyes when the thin skin across his knuckles turned white from the pressure he was inflicting on the ball.
“Let me get this straight. You might agree to date me—though not exclusively?”
I was almost afraid to push him further, but if I backed down, that would set a precedent for all future arguments.
“That’s right. If you have a problem with that, we can part ways now and—”
He planted his feet on the floor and made his way around the desk slowly, like a panther preparing to devour its prey. He gripped the armrests of my chair, his face a fraction of an inch from mine. I held my breath—waiting, praying, and trying to predict what he might do next.
Pushing him had been a very bad idea.
“You really think that’s an option?” he whispered.
My Rating: 3.5 out of 5 Stars
For the record that is one HOT cover model…um um uuuuuummmmm.
Ok now that I have that out of my system…let’s see now where was I? Oh yeah THE REVIEW! I absolutely love books about sexy, rich, alpha males and this one did not disappoint.
Meet Deacon Starkis, owner of Alabasters, a very prestigious women’s clothing line that is best known for it’s lingerie and the models that get to wear them. He has had his fair share of women…ok he’s a man whore but if you got it hey? His current sights are set on one of his models named Mia. She is beautiful and his interest turns into borderline obsession. Starting with casual emails and texts that lead to phone calls and unannounced appearances everywhere she goes. Stalk much?
Mia is flattered by Mr. Starkis’ attention but there is one teeny weenie problem…Drew, her live in boyfriend. Her friend has been trying to get her to kick him to the curb years ago but she feels like with the history they have he will turn around and you know like get a job….HA! Can you say scrub?
Deacon feels differently toward Mia than he has for any other woman. Feeling like she just might be “the one.” So he does what he knows best. Lavishes her with gifts and sticks his own security team to follow (*cough*…protect her).
After months of Deacon’s affections she finally gives in and dumps the douchebag Drew. Now that he has her all to himself he is not going to let her go willingly. But his domineering, overbearing self gets in the way when he tries to tell her where she can go and what she can wear. I’d be like OH HELL NO! Not to mention his man whoring has started to catch up with him and causes insecurities on Mia’s part. I mean what do you expect when he bonks half of the Alabaster models lol.
Several times I actually wanted to punch Deacon. BUT people can change and together they must work out their differences if they ever expect to make it as a couple. In the end it takes almost losing her before he understands just how important she is to him. But will it be too late?
Favorite Scene: Where he calls her in the coffee shop.
“When I make love to you for the first time, you’ll be mine. You won’t be torn, thinking about another lover. You won’t feel guilty because someone is waiting for you at home. You won’t question whether or not you’re still in love with him. You’ll give yourself to me completely. Mind. Body. Soul.”
Damon – Book 2 Eleni Litras recognized a kindred spirit when she saw one. Damon loved to have a good time, was allergic to commitment, and was honest to a fault. He wasn’t afraid to speak his mind, even if it meant raising a few eyebrows. She loved that about him. In fact, she feared she may be falling in love with him. But her tragic upbringing taught her trust was a filthy four letter word. Damon Starkis partied like a rock star most of his life, with little regard for consequences. That was one of the many advantages of being born to a billionaire. But when he got news that rocked his world, he had a choice… grow up or risk losing out on the opportunity of a lifetime. Change didn’t come easily, but he was proud of his new life and the man he’d become, except for one little problem. The secrets and lies were piling up and if Eleni found out, she’d never forgive him.