Forbidden Heat
A
CCLAIM FOR THE
N
OVELS OF
O
PAL
C
AREW
“ A blazing hot erotic romp . . . a must-read for lovers of erotic romance. A fabulously fun and stupendously steamy read for a cold winter’s night. This one’s so hot, you might need to wear oven mitts while you’re reading it!”
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Romance Junkies
4 stars!
“Carew’s devilish twists and turns keep the emotional pitch of the story moving from sad to suspenseful to sizzling to downright surprising in the end. . . . The plot moves swiftly and satisfyingly.”
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RT Book Reviews
“Fresh, exciting, and extremely sexual with characters you’ll fall in love with. Absolutely fantastic!”
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Fresh Fiction
“The constant and imaginative sexual situations keep the reader’s interest along with likable characters with emotional depth. Be prepared for all manner of coupling, including groups, exhibitionism, voyeurism, and same sex unions. . . . I recommend
Swing
for the adventuresome who don’t mind singeing their senses.”
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Regency Reader
“ Carew pulls off another scorcher . . . she knows how to write a love scene that takes her reader to dizzying heights of pleasure.”
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My Romance Story
“ So much fun to read . . . The story line is fast-paced with wonderful humor.”
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Genre Go Round Reviews
“A great book . . . Ms. Carew has wonderful imagination.”
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Night Owl Romance Reviews
“ Opal Carew brings erotic romance to a whole new level . . . she writes a compelling romance and sets your senses on fire with her love scenes!”
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Reader to Reader
4 stars!
“Written with great style . . . A must for any erotic romance fan, ménage enthusiasts in particular.”
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Just Erotic Romance Reviews
“ Plain delicious in its sensuality. Opal Carew has a great imagination and her sensual scenes are sure to get a fire going in many readers.”
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A Romance Review
4½ hearts!
“Humor, angst, drama, lots of hot sex, and interesting characters make for an entertaining read that you will have a hard time putting down.”
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The Romance Studio
“ Opal Carew has given these characters [a] depth and realism. . . . A thrilling romance, full of both incredible passion and heartwarming tenderness, and Opal Carew is an author to watch.”
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Joyfully Reviewed
“Wonderfully written . . . I highly recommend this tale.”
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Romance Reviews Today
“ An outstanding novel . . . I encourage you to read this exceptional book.”
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The Road to Romance
“ This book is extremely HOT! Ms. Carew had me squirming in my seat while reading this story. This book was so great I want to read more stories by this author.”
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Coffee Time Romance
A
LSO BY
O
PAL
C
AREW
Secret Ties
Six
Blush
Swing
Twin Fantasies
Forbidden
Heat
Opal Carew
S
T
. M
ARTIN’S
G
RIFFIN
N
EW
Y
ORK
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
FORBIDDEN HEAT. Copyright © 2009 by Elizabeth Batten-Carew. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. For information, address St. Martin’s Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Carew, Opal.
Forbidden heat / Opal Carew. — 1st ed.
p. cm.
ISBN 978-0-312-58013-1
1. Bisexual men—Fiction. 2. Group sex–Fiction. 3. Triangles (Interpersonal relations)—Fiction. I. Title.
PR9199.4.C367F67 2010
813'.6—dc22
2009039993
First Edition: January 2010
10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
To Jason,
who is always
true to himself,
and
to Jenn,
who is the daughter
I never had
Acknowledgments
As always, my hearty thanks go out to my wonderful editor, Rose Hilliard. Every one of my books is better because of her insights and ideas. Thanks to my fabulous agent, Emily Sylvan Kim, who provides ideas, support, and encouragement. It is a plea sure to work with both of you. Thanks to my husband, Mark, who supports me in so many ways, including essential technical support to keep my computer and Internet connection functioning, but mostly because of his loving encouragement and his charming ways! Finally, thanks to my two sons, whose very presence raises my happiness level.
One
Danielle Rayne wheeled her suitcase into the elevator and turned around. As the doors closed, her gaze caught on two tall, attractive men, one with short tousled sandy blond hair and one with light brown hair neatly tied back in a ponytail. They were crossing the hotel lobby toward the reception desk, both stylishly dressed in slim-fit jeans.
Oh my God. Trey and Jake.
The two men she had fantasized about for almost fifteen years. Two men who had haunted her dreams. Kissing her. Holding her. Her cheeks flushed as hot, sweaty images from those dreams rippled through her mind.
The older woman standing beside her glanced her way. “Are you okay?” she asked, kind blue eyes taking in Danielle’s burning crimson cheeks.
“Yes, fine thank you. Just a bit of a cold coming on,” she lied.
Danielle took a deep breath and tried to steady her racing heart. As much as she yearned to be with Jake . . . or Trey . . .
or both
. . . it would never be. Because Jake and Trey were in love . . . with each other.
At least, they used to be. When she knew them in college.
Were they still together? They had arrived at the hotel together. Of course, that wasn’t such a surprise. A lot of the old gang would be here. Danielle had flown to Buffalo to attend her old friend Harmony’s wedding.
Old friend? Well, more like an acquaintance now. She and Harmony could have had a close friendship, but Danielle hadn’t kept in touch, even though Harmony had tried for a while. She’d sent e-mails, Christmas cards, letters.
Danielle had always intended to write her back, but never seemed to get around to it. Eventually Harmony’s e-mails and cards tapered off, and then stopped completely.
Danielle didn’t mean to sabotage her chances at friendship, but somehow, by inattentiveness, she always seemed to manage it. Well, no use beating herself up about it. She was here now and that was all that mattered.
The elevator doors opened on the fifteenth floor. She smiled at the lady beside her and stepped from the elevator, then pulled her suitcase behind her down the long hallway toward her room.
“You’re in room 1512, Mr. Garner. I hope you enjoy your stay.”
Trey glanced at the lovely desk clerk’s name tag, and then returned her smile with an added wink. “Thank you, Georgia.”
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
Jake nudged Trey’s arm as they stepped away from the desk. “Stop flirting with the poor woman,” he said with a grin. “You know it’s not going to go anywhere.”
“Why do you think that?” Trey asked as they approached the elevator.
“Well, for one reason, because we’ve already made plans for tonight.”
Trey pushed the elevator call button. “Sure, but then there’s tomorrow.”
He glanced across the lobby at the lovely blonde Georgia as she consulted her computer. She swept her long waves of silky hair back over her shoulder, then glanced up to see his gaze directed at her. She smiled luminously, then returned her gaze to her current client, but Trey could tell the woman was interested. Very interested.