On An Escort's Arm

By Layla Chase

Kimbra Wilburt has devoted so much time and energy to her new matchmaking computer program that her social life has withered. Shuddering at the idea of arriving dateless at a business awards dinner, she hires a male escort. But the younger man at her door is sex-on-a-stick and awakens a hunger she hasn't fed in a long while. While Dez Renato grows his house restoration business, he hires out as an escort to pay the bills. One look, and he knows exactly what strait-laced Kimbra needs and sets about relaxing her sexual inhibitions. But soon Dez has a tigress on his hands, and he can't help but wonder if he’s in too deep.

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
• Release date: Mar 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781509206056

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On an Escort’s Arm

by

Layla Chase

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

On an Escort’s Arm

COPYRIGHT © 2016 by Layla Chase

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

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Cover Art by Diana Carlile

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Publishing History

First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2016

Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-0605-6

Published in the United States of America

Dedication

For the naughty side we secretly nurture.

PRAISE FOR AUTHOR

Layla Chase

WHIRLWIND

A page-turning story which slowly builds in sexual tension & personal chemistry—and very well-done! Brava!

~Sabrina L.

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This is a quick read but full of sizzle. Layla Chase writes a descriptive story and for tattoo book lovers this is one to definitely pick up.

~SensualReads.com

HEATED NEGOTIATION

I found this story charming. Who can’t relate to former lovers getting a chance to set things right?

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~Honey J.

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~Susan O.

Chapter One

Kim Wilburt’s gaze kept returning to the ad in the Southern Plains magazine. The elegant lettering and the black-and-white graphic of a man in a tuxedo gave the ad a touch of class. But her analytical mind couldn’t stop picking apart the wording of the ad.

Galaxy Escort Agency

Allow us to make you feel like the world revolves around you, yet completely safe and relaxed. Professional, young, good-looking males and females providing intelligent, witty, and romantic company for any occasion. We’re also trained in alternative therapies and massage, so when you call, ask about our special services and rates. Discretion is our middle name. At Galaxy, we’re at your service—day or night!

What exactly did romantic company mean? She liked the mention of discretion because that element was essential.

Anything interesting?

At the sound of Gigi Taylor’s question, Kim slammed shut the magazine. Pressure on the back of her chair bumped her against the desk, and she jerked. Not much. I’m thinking about placing an ad. She swiveled to look up at the newest member of her team.

Gigi Taylor—programming genius but typical geek. Jeans with a hole in one knee and dark hair clipped high on her head in a messy knot. She stood a foot away, munching on a slice of pizza with a saucy mushroom dotting the i on a faded Pierce The Veil T-shirt.

Gigi pointed to the slice and tilted her head. Lindsey ordered in pizza for the group. Want a piece?

If Lindsey had provided lunch, watch out, the woman was looking for a favor. No, thanks. I’ve got food in my fridge.

Ah, yes. A perk of being the department head.

A minor benefit compared to the headaches of beta-testing software and meeting SyncroComp Systems’ unrealistic development deadlines. Gigi, as you pass through the break room, please remind everyone about the three o’clock project meeting?

I can take a hint. ‘Out, Gigi,’ is what you really mean. She grinned and sauntered to the door, then paused and looked over her shoulder. Arrive at next weekend’s meeting on the arm of a young stud. A sure-fire guarantee to fund Mate Match, version two.

The door clicked shut, and Kim found herself staring at the white expanse. So Gigi had noticed what she was reading.

Was an escort really the answer to the business conference she’d been dreading for the past two months?

Winning an award for developing a successful computer matchmaking program should be enough. The honor and the recognition within the industry were what she’d worked so hard for.

She shouldn’t care that she had no man in her life right now—or for the past two years.

But she did—she cared a lot.

The traditional arguments raced through her mind. She was an intelligent individual, had earned three post-graduate degrees, owned her own home in a prominent area in northern San Antonio.

Kimbraleigh Wilburt deserved a weekend of undivided male attention.

Before she changed her mind, she grabbed the magazine and flipped through the pages to the ad. Phone grasped in one hand, she punched in the ad’s 800 number. When the connection clicked, she panicked and punched the disconnect button. What would she do if someone at the conference discovered her secret?

Her intercom buzzed. Excuse me, Kim?

Kim pressed the lit button and leaned toward the phone. Yes, Lindsey?

"I need to submit your meal preference for next weekend’s banquet by the