Out of My League

By Ciar Cullen

Model and aspiring actress Lucetta St. John’s life is an endless series of paparazzi, foolish men, and photo shoots - that is, until she is caught up in a murder investigation. She’s got to get her aversion to sex under control so that she can play the role of a femme fatale in her upcoming movie, and in order to do that, she’ll have to rehearse seducing a man...

Detective Jack McGuire, a New York native, feels like a fish out of water in Los Angeles; today is his last day before he moves back East. He’s tying up some loose ends, interviewing people with connections to the homicide case he’s on when he gets the most amazing invitation from the gorgeous Ms. St. John. She’s offering him lots of money and a trip to Mexico in exchange for him allowing her to “practice" on him. What’s not to like about this deal?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ciar Cullen
• Release date: Jul 14, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476388960

Ciar Cullen

Author of fantasies and romances that color outside the lines.

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Out of My League

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Ciar Cullen

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Copyright © 2012 by Ciar Cullen

This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

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No portion of this book may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the publisher, with the exception of brief excerpts used for the purposes of review.

Other Books by Ciar Cullen

Brand new shapeshifter novella available 7/31/2012

Fish Out of Water

Steampunk:

Steamside Chronicles

Paranormal:

The Egyptian Keeper’s Demon

The Egyptian Keeper’s Daughter

Love’s Alchemy

Key West Magic

The Biggest Kahuna

Mayan Nights

Mayan Secrets

Private Dancer (Mayan Epilogues)

Fantasy:

Lords of Ch’i

Wizard of Time

The Prince of Anfall

Dark Prince of Anfall

Contemporary:

Three Nights in Greece

All Ciar’s books are available for electronic signature on Kindlegraph.com. Ciar loves to hear from readers and other writers. You can contact her at [e-mail], find her on Facebook and Twitter, or stop by and chat with her at www.ciarcullen.wordpress.com or www.ciarcullen.com.

CHAPTER 1

Jack McGuire thought he must be the worst cop in LA, because he should be arresting this woman for lewd and lascivious behavior. But he was enjoying himself too much to care.

Lucy St. John paraded back and forth in front of a three-paneled mirror in four-inch heels and nothing else. Well, she did have a thong on, and stockings that reached to the middle of exquisite tanned thighs. And there was something that he supposed might be considered a bra, but it didn’t completely cover her breasts, only managed to draw more attention to them.

I’m sorry, Detective McGuire, I won’t be much longer.

Jack nodded numbly. Lucy gave him an innocent smile and sashayed back into the dressing room.

Damn, Jack muttered under his breath.

Is there something wrong, sir? Can I get you something to drink—a spritzer, some sparkling water? The saleswoman was going to burst into laughter any moment, Jack could tell.

Maybe something a little stronger? I like to drink myself into oblivion while I’m on duty. Naked supermodels get pretty tedious.

You aren’t from LA, are you?

It shows? New York.

The woman winked and disappeared for a moment, returning with a bottle of spring water and a glass with a lime twist on the rim.

Jack ignored the glass and chugged the water from the bottle. He stood and stripped off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and rolled up his sleeves. He heard Lucy’s heels clicking on the woodwork floor and fought hard not to look up eagerly.

Who the hell are you kidding? Like you’re not going to look.

One glance, and he gasped and dropped the bottle, which rolled across the floor to stop at Lucy’s heels. The saleswoman scurried to pick it up. Jack used the distraction to throw his jacket over his growing erection. He rubbed his temples in frustration.

What do you think? Lucy tilted her head to one side and turned right and then left, letting the fabric sway just below her naked buttocks. She adjusted the straps of the gown. Jack supposed it was a gown, but he could practically see right through it. Nothing between her skin and his eyes except for a thin strip of