Mallory Sims is late for her first day of work.
After spilling her tea, she discovers she has no gas in her car. Add that her arm keeps sticking to her dress from syrup left on the console of her car, flustered feels like an understatement.
Then she sees her new boss.
Graham Landry is the epitome of NSFW in his custom-fit suit, black-rimmed glasses, and a look so stern her libido doesn’t stand a chance. Being flustered is just the start of her problems.
Her punctuality is only the start of his. With a pink slip in hand, he’s been waiting on his new secretary to show up only to let her go. Then she rushes in with her doe eyes and rambling excuses, smelling like bacon and lavender. The termination paper falls to the side as she falls in his arms.
This is a disaster in the making. Not because of his pinpoint exactness or her free spirit, but because when they’re together, the sparks that fly threaten to burn the whole place down.
We both know we aren’t just talking about a moved stapler or a mishmash of files. As that really sets in, the air around us gets heavier. Hotter. Hazardous.“Those things always lead to dangerous situations,” he says, his eyes trained on me.
I shift in my seat, the throb between my legs growing stronger by the second. “People do it every day and survive.”
“They may survive, but don’t things get messy?”
“Only if they do it right.”
His chair flies backwards and he’s to his feet and next to me before I know what’s happening. He doesn’t ask that I stand, but he doesn’t have to. It’s implied and my body reacts accordingly to his silent command.
We stand face-to-face, our breathing ragged. Our chests heave with the anticipation, the possibility, of what might come next.
“You are, quite possibly, the most dangerous of them all,” he says, his voice rough.
“Why is that?” I breathe.
“There’s no plan for you.”
“But you’ve already penciled me in, haven’t you, Graham?” I ask, finding the courage to play this little game with him. Being strictly professional is incredibly hard, and this is way too easy.
I can flirt with the best of them in a bar or on a college campus. But here, with him, it’s a game all its own. A level I had no idea I’d ever be a contender in. Maybe I’m not, but I’m going to play the hell out of it while I’m here … even though if I keep it up, I might not be here for long.
“What do you want, Mallory?”
“I want to do all the things you ask of me and do them better than you ever expected they could be done.”
A rumble emits from his throat as his eyes darken. My knees go weak and I grab the table with my left hand to ensure I don’t fall.
He licks his lips and flips his gaze to my mouth. I think I whimper as I lift my chin, waiting to see what he does next. My entire body is on fire for this man, my heart thumping so hard I’m sure he can hear it.
He moves so my back is pressed against the table, our food long forgotten. His hands are on either side of me, caging me in. Our eyes locked together, he leans in, a slow smirk spreading across his gorgeous face.
“Excuse me, Mr. Landry. Ford is here to see you,” Raza chirps through the line.
We exhale simultaneously, a giggle escaping with mine. There’s nothing funny about this, but the energy has to come out in some way.
“Mr. Landry?” she asks again.
“I’ll be right out. Thank you, Raza.”
“Oh, you’re so welcome, sir.” The line clicks off and Graham marches across the room and punches a button. The light on top indicates he’s not to be disturbed.
I busy myself with cleaning up our lunch, and before he’s at my side again, I have everything bundled up.
“Thanks for lunch,” I say like nothing just happened.
“Mallory …” He runs his hand through his hair, leaving one lock sticking up. Knowing what that will look like if we walk out together, I reach up, hesitating for a split second, before smoothing it out.
His hair is silky against my fingers. He jumps when I touch him at first, but doesn’t back away. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing went on in here. I refuse for it to look like something did. That’s the way rumors get spread, Mr. Landry.”
“Mallory, I …”
I get a final look at his face, reach up and straighten his tie as his eyes go wide, then turn towards the door. “I’ll send Ford in.”
“Mallory!”
“Yeah?” I turn to see him over my shoulder. He’s standing by the table, his hands in his pockets looking frazzled. When he doesn’t respond, I place my hand on the knob. “I’ll have that file back to you before I leave today. Thanks again for lunch.”
I walk out before I can change my mind.
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Tracey’s Review
Family is the most important thing in the world to me, and there’s nothing more I’d like than to have my own.
Oh, I have been waiting for this one. Graham Landry, serious, buttoned-up, handler of all things Landry, I just knew that there was more going on underneath that suited-up exterior. And, boy, is there. Our Graham has been doing a pretty good job of hiding what a bad boy he can be, but, when the walls come down, make sure that you have a fan and a cold drink handy, because, O.M.G.
While reading and loving the previous two books in the Landry Family series by author Adriana Locke, I’ve been taking note. Because, while I love Barrett for the way that he is willing to go beyond what is societally expected of him when he falls for Alison, and Lincoln, because of the sheer joy of his personality and the way that he puts Danielle first, I have been keeping my eye on Graham. Serious, all business, get the job done and clean up the messes Graham. Why? Because I just knew. I knew that Addy had a secret heartthrob and heartbreaker lurking below those still waters.
Family is everthing to Graham. He’s the one that keeps the well-oiled machinery of the Landry family businesses running smoothly. He’s got a compartment for everything, everything nice and neat and where it belongs, and, there is absolutely no room for change. Which is why watching Mallory Sims come in and rock Graham’s very absolute world made me clap my hands and my little heart go pitter pat.
Mallory is everything that Graham is not. Like Graham, she’s suffered some serious heartbreak, but she’s not letting that hold her back. Mallory, I think, is next to the description of ‘wide open and sassy’ in the dictionary. Poor Graham doesn’t know what hit him, and it’s about a minute and a half before his well-ordered world goes backside-up.
There is such steam, such heat, and such a breaking down of walls in SWITCH, and I could not put this book down for the love of watching these two characters go. And grow, because they do an excellent job of helping each other round out the rough edges and become the fullest versions of themselves. And, heat, did I say heat? Oh.My.Goodness, off-the-charts hot with these two. Seriously, guys, fan and cold beverage while reading, I’m telling you.
It wouldn’t be an Adriana book without a lot of family and a lot of love, and SWITCH has these things in spades. Barrett, Lincoln, Ford, Camilla and Sienna, all are present and accounted for, and they make this book the better for it. I especially love the relationship between the Landry boys, and was laughing out loud at some of their interchanges. And speaking of Landry men, Ford Landry, I’ve got my eye on you, because, while I think that Graham’s my Number One right now, I can’t wait to see what we get from Addy about you…Anyway, SWITCH is another winner for me, and an easy 5-stars, with all of its love, laughter, family, and, yes, the sexy factor, too. If you’ve read the previous two books in the series, this is a no-brainer, and, if you haven’t, you need to catch up, stat. Add these books to your TBR, because you do not want to miss out on the Landry family. You’re welcome. 🙂
***ARC generously provided for an honest review.***
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USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.
She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather’s nice and there’s always a piece of candy in her pocket.
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