Honeytrapped

By Justine Elyot

It's her job to snare him, but this trap might be more complicated than she thought.

When Tilly went into business as a private detective, she thought it would be all brilliant deductive reasoning and car chases. She was not prepared for the deluge of calls from suspicious lovers hiring her to entrap their love rat partners, but when times are hard, you take what's on offer - which is how, despite two left feet, she came to find herself learning the Argentine tango.

But is the tango teaching lothario all he seems to be? And when he makes his hot Latin moves on her, will she really be able to stay professional and resist them?

Tilly finds herself tangled up in the tango, hot on the tail of a mystery. She even manages to fit in a car chase, though the brilliant deductive reasoning doesn't work out so well. But where her brain might miss out, her body certainly doesn't. They don't call sex the horizontal tango for nothing, it seems.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
• Release date: Mar 21, 2011
• ISBN: 9780857154934

Justine Elyot

Justine Elyot is the author of the bestselling erotic novels On Demand and The Business of Pleasure, as well as enough short stories to fill several anthologies. She can be found on Twitter @JustineElyot and sharing the wealth on facebook http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000057776729. Full blow-by-blow details of her goings-on can be found at her website: http://justineelyot.com/.

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Honeytrapped

ISBN # 978-0-85715-493-4

©Copyright Justine Elyot 2011

Cover Art by April Martinez ©Copyright March 2011

Edited by S. F. Swift

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Warning:  This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.  This story has been rated Total-e-burning.

HONEYTRAPPED

Justine Elyot

Dedication

To all my friends and colleagues at Total E-Bound. Thank you for all the support you have    given me.

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The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Arctic Monkeys: James Cook, Andrew Nicholson, Matthew Helders, Alex Turner and Nick O’Malley.

Starbucks: Starbucks Corporation

Abercrombie & Fitch: Abercrombie & Fitch Trading Co.

Cagney & Lacey: Orion TV Productions Inc.

Frasier: Paramount Pictures Corporation

       Chapter One

Tilly Turner was not sure wearing a wire was such a good look. The strip of duct tape securing it just beneath her left breast pulled uncomfortably every time she moved—and this evening, she was moving a lot. But if the mini-microphone was uncomfortable, the wretched three-inch sparkly heels were ten times worse. True, they gave her much-needed height and stature, and they made her booty sway inside its thin covering of glitzy nylon like animated peaches, but a peachy butt was not acceptable compensation for a broken ankle.

Oh God, sorry, she muttered once more to the suave elderly gent guiding her around the sprung floor of the Colliton community centre.

Take it easy, he said again. Rome wasn’t built in a day, you know. It takes time to master the tango.

He had that right. Who would believe that Tilly ‘Two Left Feet’ Turner would ever be spotted at an evening class devoted to the Argentine tango? Certainly not her old school friends, who couldn’t even prevail upon her to do some freestyle flailing to the Arctic Monkeys at Indie Night in the local nightclub.

I don’t do dancing, she always told them. Dancing is for people who sway. I lurch. Lurchers should never dance.

Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow, dictated the teacher from the front of the hall, directing the crumpled hordes of would-be passionate lovers of all ages, sexes, heights, weights and social profiles. Tilly’s gent was one of the more fragrant members of the group; her first partner had been a sweaty man in a soaked football shirt. It had come as a massive relief to find that partners