Have you ever longed for someone completely inappropriate? Ever had a crush on your teacher, your boss, your Dad's best friend? You know it's wrong, but you can't help yourself… He's gorgeous and kind and never makes you feel like an idiot. He has electric blue eyes, or warm chocolate skin, or really silky hair. He's tall and muscular and intelligent. You've found yourself staring at him in class, or when you're in a meeting, or maybe at a party, wondering what he'd look like if he unbuttoned his shirt just a teeny-tiny bit.
You tell yourself that you're being ridiculous. He's too old for you. He's your brother's best friend, the guy who tells you when to jump, the man you KNOW doesn't realize you exist, but you can't help yourself. You want him. You want to mess him up and kiss him until neither of you can breathe. He's the crush you just can't get out of your system.
In my latest novel, the heroine, Kaylee, has a crush like that, and even though she's grown up and moved on, she can't forget the man who made her teen years full of longing: Mr. Hugo Valtree. He was her high school English teacher. Now he's a billionaire and so out of her league she can't even catch her breath when they run into each other at the airport. What does she do? She had no where to go.
Crushes are sexy. They're arousing. They're sinful and delicious and sometimes if you're lucky, you find out that the hopeless crush you've had the hots for longer than you want to admit, well, he's been crushing just as bad over you the entire time.
The last person Kaylee expects to run into when her flight is cancelled is Mr. Hugo Valtree, her favorite high school teacher. It’s been five years since she graduated and she’s never forgotten the sexy man who’d been her first crush. Now she’s all grown up, but he’s still out of her league: he’s inherited his father’s company, making him a billionaire. She’s still shy, still a virgin—what can she possibly have to offer him?
Surprisingly, Hugo offers her something instead, something she desperately needs: a place to stay for the night. It’s storming outside and just her luck, all the hotels in the city are booked. Of course, there’s only one bed in his hotel room…
Erin M. Leaf is a romance novel devotee, the steamier the better. She also writes erotic romance as Marie E. Blossom.