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21 Wall Street, Book One
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+ book summary
A sexy agent hounds Wall Street’s hottest new wolf in an exhilarating novel from New York Times bestselling author Lauren Layne.
Ian Bradley is the definition of a Wall Street hotshot: seven-figure salary, designer suits, and a corner office. His drive off the floor is just as potent. Every woman who knows him has felt the rush. But now he’s met his match in Lara McKenzie—a woman with the power to bring Ian to his knees.
An ambitious, whip-smart daughter of FBI agents, Lara is a rising star in fighting white-collar crime. Her latest case—the investigation of Ian Bradley for insider trading—could make her career. She knows a scoundrel when she sees one. Ian fits the bill: a cocky, ridiculously handsome bad boy with a slick swagger.
She’ll do anything to prove he’s guilty. He’ll do anything to prove he’s not. But it’s only a matter of time before their fierce battle of wits gets oh so hot and personal. Now, taking down Ian has become more than business for Lara. It’s become a pleasure—and there’s more at risk than she ever dreamed.
He shifts slightly closer. Not to crowd, or to intimidate, or to kiss, but for a whisper-quiet seduction that’s about a million times more effective than his pickup lines so far.
For a hideous moment, I want to lean in to him, to brush my lips along his jaw, to . . .
Well, hell, I realize with a jolt. The man really may be as good as his reputation after all.
I can’t let him know it. I won’t.
I stay put, giving a little lean of my own, letting my eyes lock on his as I part my lips and put the green straw in my mouth. I take a sip of the cold, wonderfully sweet beverage, and I let out an mmm noise unlike anything I’ve ever made in my life.
His eyes flare with surprise, then desire, and for a long moment I have no idea who’s seducing whom, who’s one-upping the other . . .
Ian gives a slow smile that crinkles his eyes. “Well played, Ms. McKenzie.”
“Back at you, Mr. Bradley.” I take a victory sip—it really is delicious. “You want to play sexy cat and mouse, I can play right back, and I’ll win.”
I turn away to resume unpacking my box when I feel his fingers wrap around my wrist, gripping hard enough to get my attention but not enough to feel threatening. “You won’t win, Ms. McKenzie. I’ve worked too damn hard to be found guilty of something I didn’t do.”
''Layne can always be counted on to create an engaging, steamy and thoroughly rewarding reading experience.'' --RT Book Reviews, praise for the author