Off Limits

He drops his mouth, dragging his lips along my collarbone. I dig my fingers into his shirt front, a feeling of bliss spreading through me.

‘She called me when she heard about our “developments”.’

I laugh. ‘That sounds about right.’

‘She’s given me a list of her requirements for when she comes to visit.’

‘Oh, God.’ I groan and laugh at the same time.

‘I’ve told her she’s welcome to come for as long as she wants. I think she’s fancying a year or two in our guest room.’

I laugh and shake my head, but Jack leans closer, whispering, ‘I’ve got an apartment downstairs. I think we’ll set her up there so we can continue to enjoy our...privacy.’

I nod, grateful for his understanding. ‘But, Jack, it’s such a big move. Are you sure...?’

‘Life’s too short, Gem. You want to travel? To see the world? Let’s do it. If we don’t like it we’ll come back.’

He lifts me up around the waist, carrying me easily to his bedroom.

His real bedroom. Our bedroom, I suppose, seeing as I have been with him here nonstop since the day he came to my house.

‘Of course, if you need some extra convincing...’

I don’t, but his lips around my nipple make speech impossible. I nod and murmur something incoherent, and as he kisses me until my body is vibrating and my insides are heated with need I see our future.

I see our home in Sydney, our love, and I fall apart in his arms, knowing that wherever we live happiness will surround us.

For as long as we both shall live.

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Read on for an extract from LEGAL SEDUCTION by Lisa Childs.

Legal Seduction

by Lisa Childs

Chapter One

FOUR GLASSES, LIFTED HIGH, clinked against each other. Champagne bubbles foamed over the rims and streaked down the stems of the flutes.

“Cheers to Street Legal,” Simon Kramer said, pride for the firm overwhelming him. Sixteen years ago, as a teenage runaway, he’d never thought he would go from living on the streets to owning them.

“Cheers to us,” Ronan, one of Simon’s law partners, said with a grin as he clinked his glass against theirs again.

“Cheers to you, Trev,” Stone said to Trevor, who’d just won the biggest case their practice had ever had. And the four of them had had some damn big cases since graduating law school and starting their practice eight years ago.

After this win, they could close the doors of Street Legal and live off the settlement. But Simon knew that the others were like him: too young and too ambitious to stop achieving. And yet Simon wanted to make sure they took the time to enjoy their victories. So he’d talked his partners into leaving the office to celebrate at the new bar around the corner, The Meet Market.

This victory was especially sweet because Trev had won despite the opposing counsel getting their hands on information from the case files. Simon, as the managing partner, had put a plan in place so that would not happen again. If the mole was in their office, he would find it and crush it.

Trevor murmured, “I still want to know how the hell Anderson got his hands on that scientist’s report.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Simon said. He’d also set up this celebration because they all needed to blow off some steam. Or get blown...

Ronan glanced away from the women he’d been ogling to agree. “Don’t give it another thought. It’s not like we have a leak in our office, not with Simon doing all the hiring. Nobody can sniff out a con like a con. And our managing partner is the ultimate con.”

Instead of being offended, Simon grinned. He wouldn’t have survived had he not come up with money-making schemes for himself and for these guys. His friends had once been runaways, too. Simon had been running cons long before he’d met them.