Exclusive Excerpt: Seduction in Session (The Perfect Gentlemen) by Shayla Black & Lexi Blake

Seduction in Sessions The Perfect Gentleman

Seductive, suspenseful, each page laced with danger—The Perfect Gentlemen series is back with its second installment, Seduction in Session! Bestselling authors Shayla Black and Lexi Blake deliver a story that sizzles as the mystery of a scandal unravels all the while propelling our two protagonists (Connor and Lara) together. I’m thrilled to have a sneak peek for you of this novel, which is out January 5th!

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Synopsis

Privileged, wealthy, and wild: they are the Perfect Gentlemen of Creighton Academy. But the threat of a scandal has one of them employing his most deceptive—and seductive—talents…

Recruited into the CIA at a young age, Connor Sparks knows how dirty the world can be. Only when he’s with his friends can he find some peace. So when an anonymous journalist threatens one of the Perfect Gentlemen, Connor vows to take down the person behind the computer, by whatever means necessary—even if it means posing as his target’s bodyguard.

Publishing a tabloid revealing Washington’s most subversive scandals has earned Lara Armstrong the ire of the political scene—and a slew of death threats.  To keep herself from ending up a headline, Lara hires a bodyguard, a man as handsome as he is lethal.

When the bullets start to fly, Lara is surprised to find herself in Connor’s arms. But as they begin to unravel a mystery that just might bring down the White House, Lara is devastated when she discovers Connor’s true identity—and finds herself at the mercy of forces who will stop at nothing to advance their deadly agenda.

Excerpt

“Down!” He shoved her off the bench.

One minute she was talking about the Metro and how to avoid traffic, and the next Connor was shouting at her. “What do you mean ‘down’?”

She turned her head and saw instantly. A man had stopped in the middle of traffic, his arm raised. She glimpsed the faintest glint of metal before Connor tackled her with his big body. Lara went down hard on the concrete to her right. Pain flashed through her shoulder. Her head knocked against the ground and the world went a little fuzzy.

Something was wrong with her hearing. A persistent ringing resounded in her ears. Her vision was tunneling, getting dark at the edges.

“We need to move, Lara.” Connor was all around her. His arms enveloped her, his weight pinning her down. He was warm, so warm. Had she thought of him as a shark? Sharks were cold and she would bet they didn’t smell delicious, like sandalwood and soap.

She shook her head because her legs didn’t want to work. “No. I need rest.”

“Shit.” He cursed but kept on covering her.

Screeches and shouts sounded everywhere. The high-pitched engine revved again. Rubber squealed against the cement. Flashes of what seemed like hundreds of shoes rushed by impatiently. One of them even stepped right on Connor’s hand and he cursed again. He knew a lot of cuss words. He was very creative with them.

Another pain flashed through her as something crushed her foot. The pain jolted her into clarity. A gun. She’d seen one just before Connor pushed her down. She’d hit her head and now he was literally covering her body with his own, protecting her from the mass panic the shooter had incited.

He was in danger. She had to get it together.

“We need to move before they come back.” Connor’s voice was deep and calm, as though nothing was really wrong.

She nodded but winced. Every single muscle in her body seemed to ache and her head pounded, throbbing to the beat of the feet fleeing the scene.

“Let’s make for the bar and we’ll hole up there until the cops come.” He eased off her. “I want to make sure the shooter’s really gone. Don’t move.”

It seemed as if the worst of the rampage was done, and the street had become eerily quiet. In the distance, she heard the sound of sirens, but the afternoon traffic clogged the roads, so it could be crucial minutes before they made it here.

Connor stood over her, stretching his hand down to offer his help. “The little fucker got away. I hope like hell some of these CCTV cameras caught his plate.”

She started to reach for him, but her vision wavered once more.

“Damn it.” Connor leaned down and wrapped an arm around her shoulders before tucking the other under her knees. He lifted her as if she weighed nothing at all. “You have to go to the hospital. There’s a knot on your head.”

When he cradled her to his chest, the pain didn’t seem so bad anymore.

“What happened? Why did someone shoot at the bus stop?” she asked, trying to piece it all together.

He strode to the bar but someone inside had locked the door. “Bastards,” he muttered under his breath and stomped back toward the bench, scanning their surroundings as if he expected more danger. “He wasn’t shooting at the bus stop, sweetheart. He was shooting at you.”

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