New York’s hottest “sexpert” has been living a lie—and it’s up to one man to keep her honest . . .
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Lauren Layne's Stiletto series, and its spinoff Oxford series can be read in any order. But if you're the type that loves things to be read "in order," we've got you covered!
Riley McKenna knows sex—good sex, bad sex, kinky sex. Her articles in Stiletto magazine are the publication’s most scandalous—and the most read. But when Stiletto’s fiftieth anniversary issue requires her column to get a lot more personal, Riley is forced to confront a long-hidden secret: Her own sexual experience is limited to one awkward college encounter. Now Riley is about to call in the favor of a lifetime from the one man who’s always held her heart.
Sam Compton knows two things about Riley McKenna: She’s the only woman for him. But as his best friend’s little sister, she’s also completely off-limits. Sam shouldn’t even consider her proposition: to have a one-night stand in the name of research. But the thought of another man putting his hands on Riley is more than Sam can handle, and soon he’s agreeing to one night with New York’s resident sexpot. But Riley’s full of surprises, and what starts as “one time only” soon becomes “just one more time.” And then one more. And before they know it, Riley and Sam learn firsthand that when it comes to love, there’s no such thing as just one night.
"Sexy, sassy, and surprisingly sweet, Lauren Layne's Just One Night is a total page-turner! The intimate scenes with Riley and Sam left me breathless and there was a lump in my throat at the end. A fabulous addition to the Sex, Love and Stiletto series!"--New York Times bestselling author Donna Alward
"Lauren Layne's Sex, Love & Stiletto series is fun, sexy, and sharp as a spike heel."--USA Today bestselling author Ruthie Knox
"Funny, sexy, and utterly charming, Just One Night is exactly the kind of book I love!"--USA Today bestselling author Janice Maynard
"Just One Night packs a punch with sizzling chemistry and laugh-out-loud banter. Lauren Layne delivers a sexy, unforgettable romance that will leave you begging for more!"--Stacey Kennedy, USA Today bestselling author of Claimed
"Lauren Layne was a new-to-me author and I really enjoyed this book. It had me hooked quickly and I didn't want to put it down."--Fiction Vixen
"There are many amazing moments in this book (in all three books) that I absolutely loved and made me giggle out loud."--Urban Girl Reader
"Emotional, exciting and enticing . . . Just One Night will have you devouring page after page, and wanting more . . . more . . . more!"--A Tasty Read
"If you have yet to read books by Lauren Layne, please give this series a try! I know you will love them!"--Sinfully Sexy Book Reviews
"A heartwarming and sexy read."--I Love Romantic Fiction
"I happily recommend this book and this series to anyone who enjoys a great love story with characters you want as friends."--Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
“You checkin’ me out, Ri?”
“You know, I was? Just trying to figure out who caused those wrinkles around your eyes.”
“Well, you know what they say about aging. Men get distinguished and women just get old.”
She snatched the lime out of his hand even though she didn’t know how she was going to carry the ones she’d already gathered. “You’d better invest in some eye cream. Nurse Angela not going to like you going all old-man on her.”
“Nurse Angela didn’t go paying much attention to my eyes, if you know what I mean.” “No, Compton. I have no idea what you mean by that blatant sexual reference,” she
snapped, sliding out of the truck with the limes cradled against her chest. One fell to the ground, but since picking it up would mean dropping the rest of them, she left it.
“Hey, I figured you like it blunt,” he called after her, grabbing the rest of the ingredients and coming around the truck. “You’re the one who makes a living off of selling sex.”
Riley’s head snapped back in surprise. “What did you just say?” He looked a little startled by her expression. “I just meant—”
Riley turned to face him, eyes furious. “I don’t sell sex. I write about it. There’s a big difference.”
“You know what I meant, Ri.”
“Obviously not,” she said, taking a step forward.
His eyes went wary, and he took a tiny step backward. Smart man.
Sorry, no! I wish! This book is published via Loveswept, a digital-only imprint of Random House. I've asked that they consider making a print version available per reader demand. They've said no.
Yes, it's book three in the Stiletto/Oxford series, but you can absolutely read that whole series in any order you want. None of my books have cliff-hanger endings!