What To Read Wednesday: Playful Hearts by Marianne Rice; A New Adult Contemporary Romance

PLAYFUL HEARTS by Marianne Rice

Rocky Harbor Series, Book #4

NA Contemporary Romance

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Having fun and living his life on a whim is Blake Riley’s motto.

When he moves back to Rocky Harbor, Maine, he thinks his life is about to turn predictable…until he meets Mackenzie Pratt. Her smart mouth and quirky attitude make him want to see how wild they can get together.

Mackenzie’s too busy running the local coffee shop and caring for her mom and doesn’t have time for a real relationship. However, a sex-lationship is just the thing she needs, and Blake, with his crazy sense of adventure and raw sex appeal, is the perfect man for the job.

As their relationship begins to creep from the bedroom and dangerously close to her heart, their casual trysts develop into something more—something neither expected.

But Blake’s former life is full of secrets that threaten their developing relationship. Can Blake keep trouble away from Mackenzie? Or will their playful hearts grow cold when his past comes calling?

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EXCERPT:

At the wedding, he’d watched her dance with the women on the dance floor, the men safely ensconced by the bar or lounging around the tables, making idle conversation while checking out their dates or want-to-be hook-ups on the dance floor. Blake didn’t voice his claim on Mackenzie, knowing his brothers would razz him and intentionally find one of their buddies to hit on her.

Instead, he played his cool card, sneaking up behind her and grabbing her hand in his, throwing her off balance before she could refuse his offer without looking like a fool. She didn’t say anything during their dance and did her best to look every which way but at him.

When the song ended, she’d slipped away and avoided the dance floor. Or rather, avoided him.

It wasn’t until the end of the night, once the crowd had gone, leaving only family behind, that he’d found her coming out of the ladies room.

“Stalk much?”

“A little.” He stepped closer, pinning her against the wall with his gaze. “I want to kiss you.”

Mackenzie seemed as startled with his candidness as he was. They hadn’t carried on a conversation that lasted more than fifteen seconds. He knew little about her other than she was gorgeous, had a smile that lit up the entire room—even though it had yet to be directed at him—had eyes as dark as ebony and skin as white as freshly fallen snow.

Hell, he didn’t do poetic crap, yet the images and analogies sprang to the forefront of his mind. And something else was about to spring as well. Blake had inched forward, his thighs pressing against hers. She was tall in her sexy as sin shoes, her eyes nearly even with his.

“What if I don’t want to kiss you?”

“Then don’t.” Blake leaned forward, eliminating the distance between them and touched his lips to hers.

Sweet like chocolate and fruity like the pink wine she’d been sipping. Blake knew better than to push his luck, but she’d smelled like freaking heaven’s bakery. Slowly and deliberately he’d inched his hands up her back and tangled them in her hair.