Friday, June 14, 2019

Back For More by Sylvia Kane

RELEASE TOUR for Back For More by Sylvia Kane
For Kurt Owens, law school came first, but now that he’s back in the city, he can’t deny the sparks when he sees his best friend’s sister for the first time in years. Corina Davies needs a job and takes Kurt up on his offer to be his new assistant. Summer in the city is about to get a whole lot hotter. The seventh book in the beloved 425 Madison Avenue, is now live. Read Back For More by Sylvia Kane today!
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About Back For More

Summer in the city...


Kurt
She’s smart, hot, and funny. My dream girl.  
There’s just one problem. She’s also my best bud’s little sister.  
The sparks have always been there, but law school had to come first. Now, we’re all back in the city and the same sparks fly every time I run into her.  
She needs a job and I need an assistant at the law firm. What could go wrong?
I don’t know if I can hide my feelings any longer.  
I know I shouldn’t go there, but I can’t help it.


Corina
My brother's back in town, and I offer to share my awesome apartment. Imagine my surprise when his best friend Kurt walks in.  
He’s still tall, dark, and handsome, and I can’t deny the pull.  
Working together only complicates things. Long days and nights in the office can be dangerous.  
When we’re not at the office, he’s always hanging around my apartment. To see my brother. Yeah, right.


All I know is, summer in the city is about to get a lot hotter.


After all, 425 Madison Avenue is the perfect place to fall in love.

*Each story is completely standalone.
Excerpt
Copyright @ 2019 Sylvia Kane
“I’m here for Corina Davies in 1205,” I respond, my nerves rattling even louder than five minutes ago when I was seized with the instinct to see her.
“Is she expecting you?” he asks, resting his hand on the phone.
I shake my head. The guy must think I’m a weirdo for just showing up like this. He’s going to call her for sure.
Sure enough, he picks up the phone. “Ms. Davies, you have a visitor,” he says, and then looks back at me. “Your name?”
I almost turn around to walk back out into the night, but I stay rooted to the spot. “Kurt. Kurt Owens.”
“Kurt Owens. Thanks.” He turns to me again and nods. “Go ahead. Have a good evening.”
I head for the elevator, and my heart rate rises with each step. She’s gonna think I’m fucking nuts for showing up like this at midnight. And why am I doing this again? What do I hope to achieve by interrupting whatever relaxing activity she’s enjoying at this time of night? I don’t know, but the thought of seeing her makes my palms sweat. I remember that skirt she wore, and how soft her legs looked. My cock twitches at the memory of her silky-smooth legs. Fuck. Down, boy. We’re not here for that.
I step into the elevator and before I know it, I’m standing in front of her door, my hand in the air. What am I going to tell her? What’s my excuse for showing up here so late? At the very least, I have to admit it to myself—I just want to see her. I have to see her. There’s no denying the spark that flew between us the other night. All those years hadn’t done a damn thing to kill our chemistry.
It sure is ballsy to just show up here. Maybe I’ve had a bit much to drink, but I’m not drunk. I’m not slurring or falling over myself. She won’t notice.
Finally, I knock. She’s expecting me, because she opens up right away. Seeing her knocks the wind out of me. Her hair rests over her shoulders in this sexy, yet natural way; she has a hint of makeup, but not much. She doesn’t need any. She’s still a natural beauty, just like she was all those years ago.
A light pink, silk robe clings to her body and ends just above the knees. She ties up the belt, very tight, as if afraid it might slip off any minute. Or that I might see what’s underneath. I try to push the thought from my head.
“Hi,” I say, hoping I don’t look as awkward as I feel. I’m standing in her doorway, without any good reason whatsoever, like a doofus. She’d be perfectly justified in turning me away with some excuse about going to sleep or whatever. But, she doesn’t.
She stands back to let me in.
“Hi, Kurt.”
I love the way my name sounds on her lips. Her lush, rosy lips. So smooth and kissable.



Author Info:


If you love naughty romances about irresistible men who love their women fiercely, you’ve come to the right place. Sylvia's books include a sprinkling of angst, introspective and lovable characters, and a healthy helping of steam. She lives in Toronto with her husband, their two young kids, and an adorable Maine Coon who follows them around like a guard dog when they go for walks!
About the 425 Madison Series


Welcome to 425 Madison Ave the perfect place to fall in love. Nine delicious romances set in fast-paced & sexy NYC just waiting for you to read.
The series features stories from some of your favorite romance authors: Leigh Lennon, MK Moore, Allie York, Aubree Valentine, Kay Gordon, Lauren Helms, Sylvia Kane, Katy Ames, and C. Lesbirel.
Join these authors as they come together, each with a standalone romance for you to enjoy.
Featuring some of readers' favorite tropes: second-chance romance, best friends sibling romance to a good ol' enemies to lovers romance. We've got you covered with a sports romance, a fake relationship and even an ugly duckling or two. Don't forget a brother's best friend and falling for your soul mate. Maybe a little love triangle as well. Each tale offers you something new, something different. After all, 425 Madison Avenue is the perfect place to fall in love.
For more information, visit the series website ➝ www.425madisonseries.com
Follow the series on Facebook ➝ https://www.facebook.com/425MadisonSeries
Did you miss the first five books in the series? You can read them here:




The next book in the series is coming soon! Add it to your Goodreads shelf today!


Accidentally in Love by Katy Ames
An Ugly Duckling Romance
Release: 6/27/19
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