My Thoughts
Charlotte had lived through a nightmare. She came out of it with scars both emotionally and physically. She is timid and certain things can spook her into panic attacks. Then her very own T-Rex comes into her life and makes her want to be better more than ever before. Gabriel is her hot growly boss who wants her. She has to tell him about the monster so that he understands her challenges. Gabriel is more than ready to meet those challenges with her. I so loved how he was patient with her and wanted so much to protect her. I adored Charlotte. She was so strong and sweet. Together they are combustible and I loved their story.
I give Rock Hard 5 hearts!
About the Book
In New York Times Bestselling author Nalini Singh’s newest
contemporary romance, passion ignites between a gorgeous, sinfully sexy man who
built himself up from nothing and a shy woman who has a terrible secret in her
past…
Wealthy businessman Gabriel Bishop rules the boardroom with
the same determination and ruthlessness that made him a rock star on the rugby
field. He knows what he wants, and he’ll go after it no-holds-barred.
And what he wants is Charlotte Baird.
Charlotte knows she’s a mouse. Emotionally scarred and
painfully shy, she just wants to do her job and remain as invisible as
possible. But the new CEO—a brilliant, broad-shouldered T-Rex of a man who
growls and storms through the office, leaving carnage in his wake—clearly has
other plans. Plans that may be equal parts business and bedroom.
If Charlotte intends to survive this battle of wits and
hearts, the mouse will have to learn to wrangle the T-Rex. Game on.
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Excerpt
Charlotte arrived at work at seven thirty the next morning
to find Gabriel Bishop’s office door open, but no carnivorous predator inside.
A fresh suit was hanging on the back of his door, however, which meant he’d
been in already.
Deciding to catch up on e-mails that had come in overnight
from international suppliers as well as stores involved in a stock take, she
was typing a reply when a sweaty Gabriel arrived fifteen minutes later. He was
dressed in black running shorts and a faded University of Auckland T-shirt that
was currently sticking to his body.
She’d known he was in shape, but now she realized none of it
was an illusion created by his well-cut suits. Okay, she’d already known that,
but seeing his muscled body in the flesh was a whole different ball game. He
was built like a tank, hard and powerful.
Each of his thighs was thicker than both of hers put
together, his biceps toned, his shoulders appearing even wider than usual.
Everything about him was big. Civilized clothing didn’t make him look better,
she realized—it toned down his intense masculinity. Out of his suits, with the
ink on the upper part of his left arm exposed, as well as that on his opposing
thigh and…
Her skin hot and lower body clenching, she just nodded in
response to his “Good morning.”
Disappearing into his office, he returned with his suit
pants and a fresh shirt slung over his arm, along with a sports bag. “Push the
meeting with Sales to nine, will you, Ms. Baird? I need to talk to HR about
something before then.”
“Yes, sir,” Charlotte said almost soundlessly, but he was
already gone, heading toward the employee shower one floor down.
The thigh tattoo went all the way around, the design
intricate.
Heart rate a rapid stutter, Charlotte got up after he
disappeared and decided to go grab him a coffee. He’d bought her one yesterday
after all. She was just being nice. “Oh, shut up, Charlotte,” she muttered once
she was in the elevator, and slumped her face into an upraised hand.
The truth was she was running away. Only for a few minutes,
but that’s what this was: strategic retreat. Gabriel Bishop was overwhelming.
Once, before she’d ever met him and under the influence of cocktails, she’d
told Molly she wanted to rip off his shirt and sink her teeth into his pecs.
That desire hadn’t waned even now that she knew he was a
T-Rex. Of course, the desire was all strictly in her imagination. The idea of
actually handling him in real life? So impossible as to be laughable.
Charlie-mouse was not about to play with a predator who could eat her alive and
not even notice the bones. The good news was that she could admire him in
relative safety—there was no chance in hell he’d ever notice her as a woman.
Getting the coffee from a nearby café, she took it back
upstairs. He was in his office when she entered, the striped dark gray of his
tie hanging around his neck and his damp hair roughly combed. The scent of
clean, fresh soap over warm skin permeated the office. Shooting her a smile
that turned him from gorgeous to flat-out devastating, he flipped up the collar
of his white shirt to get the tie in place. “Thank you, Ms. Baird.”
Nodding, Charlotte escaped, though she really wanted to
stay. She’d never realized how erotic it was to watch a man dress until this
precise moment. And she shouldn’t be having these thoughts about her
boss—especially since she couldn’t keep from quivering like a rabbit in his
presence. Sometimes she just annoyed herself.
“Get to work,” she muttered and knuckled down.
Gabriel was fine for the first hour, but then he began
barking orders even a six-armed woman with a split personality would have had
trouble handling.
Finally, pushed to the edge, Charlotte snapped. “I’m going
as fast as I can!” she yelled when he asked her for something a minute after
he’d asked her to complete another task.
He scowled and held out a file. “This is a priority.”
Grabbing it from his hand, she said, “Fine,” and slapped it
down on her desk.
It was over an hour later that he disappeared for ten
minutes. When he returned, it was to put a small bakery box on her desk. “I
think you need something to sweeten your mood today, Ms. Baird.”
What she needed was for the T-Rex who was her boss to stop
snarling and growling, she thought as he returned to his office. Not opening
the box until her curiosity had almost killed her, she found it held a slice of
decadent chocolate cake with a white-chocolate ganache topped with curls of
both white and milk chocolate. “I cannot be bribed with cake,” she muttered,
eating a bite nonetheless.
The Rock Kiss Series
Rock Addiction
(Book One)
Rock Courtship
(bk 1.5)
Rock Hard
(Book Two)
About the Author
NEW YORK TIMES AND USA Today bestselling author of the
Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot
shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write
about hot and wickedly tempting rock stars (and one gorgeous ex-rugby player).
If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.
Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is
passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can
find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is the first book in
the Psy-Changeling series, while Angels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild
Hunter series. Also, don't forget to swing by the site to check out the special
behind-the-scenes page for the Rock Kiss series, complete with photos of many
of the locations used in the books.
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