[Loving Jenna 01] • Taste Of Love

'Taste Of Love' is the first book of the 'LOVING JENNA SERIES' by the exciting author Katelyn Skye.

This series is contemporary romance featuring a billionaire, alpha male bachelor who, after attempting a false engagement to ensure his inheritance, falls helplessly in love with the reluctant Jenna. As he fights for her affection while trying to secure his Father's fortune, Morgan is forced to come to terms with what is more important to him, his inheritance or the unconditional love of the beautiful Jenna.

Book 1: Taste Of Love

Jenna meets the dashing Morgan and within hours, loses herself in his arms. She doesn’t believe it will go any deeper than the one night - and was glad to play the reckless female for once in her life.

The morning after, she can’t wait to escape back to the real world where she can play at being normal once again. But her irresistible lover insists on keeping her around long enough to present her with a most unexpected offer…

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A cheeky preview:

Jenna was hardly the type to act assertive or pushy no matter a guy’s looks or charm – but there was something about this guy that appealed to her on a primal level and she couldn’t wait to see how this played out as the breathtaking seconds ticked by…

“Whenever I can,” he said, regarding her with eyes narrowed in interest. “I can tell straight off that you’re no regular, or I’d have noticed you. A girl like you would be hard to miss.”

The unmistakably warm timber in his words did things to Jenna’s insides. So…he was flirting with her – he had to be. That smoky hue creeping into his gorgeous blue eyes could not be anything else but a sign that he was closing in for the kill. There was that part of Jenna that longed to play the target for this predatorily sexy hunk. For the first time ever, she wanted to be pursued, desired, claimed.

“Does flattery get you very far with the ladies, Mr…?” she asked him with a coy smile as she took a sip from her glass. Just then the bar tender appeared with his drink, which he tasted before replying.

“Hmm,” he said appreciatively as he placed down the cocktail, before adding mildly, “Call me Morgan. And I can call you…?”

Anything you like, handsome, should have been her reply, but Jenna quickly said, “Jenna. My name’s Jenna.”