Even the Score by Kate Meader Tall, Dark and Texan
Publication Date: July 21, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Synopsis: He’ll make her an offer she can’t refuse…
On the verge of a big business deal, Hunter needs to hire a fiancée. He hasn’t quite forgiven Tess for ruining his wedding, but when their chemistry goes from combative to straight-up lust, the “no sex” clause in their mutually beneficial arrangement is tested. Which is a serious problem, because if Tess isn’t careful, she’ll go from breaking a leg to breaking her heart…
“And the proposal was perfect.”
The proposal? Shit, the
proposal. With Jenna, he had taken her to the Signature Room on the ninety-fifth
floor of the Hancock, a traditional place for romantic dates and the unveiling
of engagement rings. Soft music, so-so food, a stunning view of the city: all
calculated accessories to the perfect popping of the question. Sliding his ring
on Tess’s finger ten seconds before they arrived at the ranch had been the
opposite of romantic.
Funnily, it had felt a hundred
times more real.
The ladies leaned forward in
expectation. “Tell us about the proposal!” Denise chirped. “I love a good
“Yes, do tell, honey,” Tess
murmured, the little minx.
A few seconds ticked over while
Hunter scrambled for a likely tale. It would have to be something unique,
something worthy of this special woman. His neurons untangled for a brief,
“Tess is on her feet a lot with
this latest show of hers, so she’s rather partial to foot rubs.”
“While eating ice cream,” Tess
added, quick as a whip. “Ladies, you haven’t lived until you have your man
rubbing your feet while you eat ice cream.”
“Sounds like heaven,” Tawny
said, a hint of green in both her skin tone and voice.
“So we were on the sofa at home,
just our usual. Foot rubs, ice cream, chatting about our day,” Hunter went on,
warming to the tale while his palm heated on the silky soft skin of Tess’s ass.
A flash fantasy of their “usual” becoming a reality tried to take hold, but he
shoved it deep into his brain’s attic. “And I slipped the ring on her pinky toe.”
He looked into Tess’s eyes,
seeking approval. The catch in her throat and the bloom on her cheeks were his
answer. Relief flooded his veins at pleasing her. Raising her left hand, she
rocked the perfect Home Shopping Network move with her fingertips on his chest,
displaying the sapphire engagement ring to perfection.
“I asked her if she’d be okay
with me giving her foot rubs for the rest of her days and—”
“I took another bite of Phish
Food first.” Tess sounded a tad breathless. “For strength, and well, no
life-changing decision should be made without the benefit of ice cream.
The ladies nodded in awe, even
the usually skeptical Buffy who hung on every single word. Christ, they were
knocking this out of the park.
“Hunter had already eaten all
the chocolate fish, so I had to have a serious think about whether I was
prepared to spend my life with someone who steals the best part. But…” She
paused, her eyes filled with warmth and love. Hell and damn, she was something
else. “I decided he’d already stolen my heart and soul. And I deserved those
About Kate Meader
Originally from Ireland, Kate cut her romance reader teeth on Maeve Binchy and Jilly Cooper novels, with some Mills & Boon thrown in for variety. Give her tales about brooding mill owners, oversexed equestrians, and men who can rock an apron or a fire hose, and she’s there. Now based in Chicago, she writes sexy contemporary romance with alpha heroes and strong heroines who can match their men quip for quip.