December 16, 2014
Janine Bartolino has a pristine reputation to maintain. Responsible for managing her late father’s philanthropic interests, she has always kept both feet firmly planted on the side of staid and reserved. So when her friends surprise her on her birthday with a visit to an exclusive club that indulges in voyeurism and exhibitionism, she’s shocked—but oh so intrigued. Especially when she meets the sexiest man she’s ever laid eyes on who offers her the chance of a lifetime to indulge in her secret desires.
Philippe “Del” Delacroix is intrigued by Janine, and knows exactly what she needs—the chance to explore this exciting, sensual new world. It isn’t long before Janine becomes the passionate lover Del knew she could be—and everything he’d been looking for in a partner. But when something happens that could put everything she holds dear in jeopardy, Del has to convince Janine that taking a chance on love is the greatest risk of all.
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Janine whirled at the voice behind her. Her smile died as recognition dawned.
"Del? What are you doing here?"
His lips curled. "I was invited."
She frowned. "You were? By whom?"
He shrugged. "By whomever does those things for your foundation, I imagine."
Just looking at him made her mouth water. Dressed casually at the club, he was delectable and sexy. In black tux, he was devastating. This was a man who could be comfortable dressed to the nines or lazing about in jeans. And he still sported that scruffy unshaven look, even in his tux. God, he was handsome. His dark eyes that seemed to be able to see through her just made her melt.
Then recognition dawned as she remembered his introduction the other night. "Delacroix Motors. Foreign imports."
He nodded. "Yes."
That's why he was on the guest list. Very important businessman. Lucrative company, too. The foundation had worked with his company before, and Delacroix had always been extremely generous. She didn't know why she hadn't made the connection the other night. Probably because she didn't expect the head of Delacroix Motors to have anything to do with owning and operating a sex club.
"What?" Del asked.
"I'm just... stunned."
"Because you're a prominent member of the community. And you own a..."
"Club for voyeurs and exhibitionists?"
"Shhh." She dragged him over to a corner of the room, out of earshot of the other guests. "I can't believe you're so blasé about this."
His lips curled. "That's because I don't give a shit what people think. You should try it sometime."
"Easy for you to say. If anyone found out I was there the other night—"
"What? The world would stop turning? The stars would fall from the sky? The global markets would all crash?"
She sniffed. "That's not funny."
"Nothing would happen, Janine. You're entitled to a life."
"Not that kind of a life."
"Because the newspapers would drool over news like that. They'd love nothing more than to dig up some dirt about me, to muddy the pristine reputation of the foundation."
Del shook his head. "You're way too paranoid."
"Not at all. I've seen it happen. When you're in the limelight, the paparazzi stalk you just waiting for you to slip."
He turned around. "Nobody's even looking in our direction, not the slightest bit interested in you and I talking."
"That's because they wouldn't expect anything to happen here."
Del arched a brow. "Kind of gives one ideas, doesn't it?"
Despite her irritation, she flushed with heat. "It doesn't give me any ideas."
"That's okay. I have plenty for both of us. Come on. Let's dance."
"I told you I don't... Del!"
Too late. He'd grabbed her hand and tugged her through the crowd and toward the dance floor. Short of causing a scene by digging in her heels and wrenching away from his grip, she was stuck having to go along with him. Dammit.
The dance floor was crowded, as well it should be. She'd hired a fabulous orchestra, the strains of violins playing a slow, seductive melody. Del pulled her to the middle of the floor and drew her against him.
"You look beautiful in gold," he said, once again showing his prowess as a dancer, gliding her with no effort through the dance. "You dress to show off your body."
She looked down at the dress, glittering, floor-length and hugging her curves. She loved this dress because it sparkled. She loved the slit in the middle because it showed off a little leg, her best feature, and hoped it would detract attention away from the fullness of her hips. Did she buy it to exhibit her body? Hardly. She'd never thought about that. This event was for the foundation, not to catch a man.
"I do not."
"There's nothing wrong with showing off your assets. You have a beautiful body."
"You're full of shit."
"And you need to work on your self esteem. Maybe you need to spend more time looking in the mirror. Naked."
"I don't have body image issues. Nor do I spend my time staring at myself naked in the mirror."
"Try it sometime," he said, his gaze roaming toward her breasts. "You might enjoy it."
She shook her head. "You and I are from completely different worlds, Del."
"I don't think so. I live in the same world you do. I run a successful business, am publicly involved in the community, but no one knows what I do for fun. I'm very discreet, but I enjoy my pleasures. I've spent several years as the owner of Sneak Peek while still maintaining Delacroix Motors, and guess what? No one has ever found out, because it's none of their business and I make sure to keep it that way."
"Lucky for you that you have that anonymity."
"And I think you want what I have to offer. You're just afraid to take that step."
"I'm not afraid. I'm just not interested."
The smile he cast wasn't smug, exactly... more triumphant. "You're worried. You think people watch you all the time. Look around. No one is paying attention to us."
She did. As Del turned her, she gazed at the others on the dance floor. None of them looked at her. They were focused on their partners. And beyond the dance floor, people were talking amongst themselves or busying themselves at the back tables where the silent auction was going on.
Still, she felt eyes on her. Why? Why couldn't she let go, as Del suggested?
"I could touch you intimately right here on the dance floor and no one would notice."
Her breath caught and she shook her head, her traitorous body responding to his suggestion with a quiver of anticipation. "No."
"The lights are low over the dance floor, the crowd noisy. People are packed in and enjoying each other. If I moved my hand like this..." His hand at her back traveled down, over her buttocks, gently caressing her. Janine sucked in her bottom lip as pulled her tighter into his embrace.
"It's just a dance, Janine. Relax and enjoy it."
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News & Reviews
“The seduction of Janine was a pleasure to experience and I greatly enjoyed reading this book. Del is as sexy as they come and a great guy; every woman's fantasy. There is lots of really hot sex in this book, a lot of it public with the added thrill that they could be caught, even though that was Janine's worst nightmare. The storyline is clever and engaging. The characters came alive and I couldn't help caring about them. I really enjoyed this spicy story about the path to true love. I recommend it highly.”
“Show Me is the second story in the Sneak Peek duet. I could not resist reading this story after having read the blurb and knowing the writing style of Ms. Burton. She took one woman's secret, innermost fantasies and wrote them in such a way that even I was dying for Janine to indulge in a bit of voyeuristic play. Add in the fact that Del was actually falling in love for the first time and the plot was just right. Sitting and reading, and actually talking to the characters more than once, I found myself at club Sneak Peek watching, looking and just indulging. It was perfect. Jaci Burton continues to be one of my favorite authors. I can't get enough of her writing and when the Sneak Peek duet comes out in print, also by Samhain, I will hurriedly snap up my very own copy.”
“Del is the epitome of the playboy/bad boy. Rich, successful, and with some very wild sexual predilections, he is the kind of man women love to try and tame – just a little bit. Getting to know his character, I found myself reminded of that line in one of Tim McGraw's songs more than once: "I may be a real bad boy, but baby, I'm a real good man." That describes Del perfectly. Del is wicked, tempting, and absolutely untamable, but when it comes down to it, he is definitely a good man. He shows his concern for Janine in everything he does, and still manages to push her limits sexually, fulfilling her wildest yearnings over and over again. Janine is a woman caught between the woman she thinks she needs to be and the woman she really is. When her real world and her fantasies collide, she has to learn more than just how to let herself go – she has to learn to trust. I won't be shy about saying it – I loved this story! Jaci Burton has penned a tale that is smoking hot, and also manages to be extremely romantic. I felt every emotion these characters felt, and was on the edge of my seat until I finished the last chapter.”