Igniting the Bad Boy
Cathryn Fox
Contents
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Afterword
Bad Girl Therapy
About Cathryn Fox
Also by Cathryn Fox
Copyright
Copyright 2017 by Cathryn Fox
Published by Cathryn Fox
Formerly published with Samhain Publishing
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ISBN 978-1-928056-47-8
1
Madison Kelly had never seen anyone work a crowd quite like Sean Adams could.
Wild, sexy and playful, this small-town firefighter was pure temptation in every sense of the word. There wasn’t a single woman in the coastal town of Beachville, Maine, who wasn’t eager to crawl between the sheets with the sexy hero and put all her erotic pleasures in his capable hands. Especially since he won the state’s Mr. Fireman championship a few years back, a charity event that gained him widespread recognition and resulted in his own little fan club.
There was no denying that everyone wanted a piece of Sean, including all the reporters and media personnel on board the yacht who were covering the Boys of Beachville Calendar event. Sean’s popularity—not to mention a few disturbing letters sent by his groupies—was the main reason Madison was there overseeing his security.
Much to her dismay, she wasn’t immune to his boyish charm, but as a security specialist hired to oversee his calendar campaign, such a distraction could only mean trouble—for the guy she’d vowed to protect and also for her heart.
Keeping one eye on Sean while he posed shirtless for the cameras, and the other on the lascivious group of professional women vying for his attention, Madison cruised along the wooden deck of the anchored, thirty-foot yacht as it gently bobbed in the Atlantic waters. The magnificent vessel was currently on loan from Sean’s uncle and provided a gorgeous backdrop for his photo shoot.
A salty breeze whipped over Madison’s face as she tilted her chin to steal a quick glance out over the gorgeous, deep blue ocean. The silky waves glistened in the fading afternoon light, creating a heady, romantic ambiance. As Madison took pleasure in the sight, she couldn’t help but think about love and passion, sex and seduction—not that she’d ever been romanced on the high seas, or anywhere near it as of late.
Not since the incident.
Without conscious thought, she pulled her long dark hair forward and covered the ugly scar running the length of her right cheekbone. Memories of the horrific night she’d been shot and left for dead rushed to the forefront of her brain, but she quickly pushed them back. Now was not the time to be thinking about the shootout or the resulting factory blaze that nearly ended her life. She wasn’t a cop anymore, which meant she needed to concentrate on her new career as a security specialist, and focus solely on the crowd swarming Sean.
Redirecting her attention, Madison drew the sultry sea air into her lungs and leaned against the stern. As she crossed her arms and settled herself against the back of the boat, a wild wave came out of nowhere and soaked the camera crew snapping pictures near the port side of the vessel. The majestic cruiser swayed in response to the sudden turbulence and a few girlish squeals carried skyward on a breeze.
“That’s a wrap,” Drake Drummond, the head photographer shouted as he twirled his index finger in a circular motion, a gesture for the captain to head back to shore.
Madison gripped the polished brass rail at her back to brace herself, but unfortunately, since Sean had yet to find his sea legs, he lurched forward, completely unprepared for the abrupt turn.
She was about to go to his assistance, but the sea of women surrounding the sexy calendar boy swallowed him whole, and while a few seemed more than eager to keep him afloat with their inflated bosoms, it became glaringly apparent to Madison that none had noticed Sean’s uneasy state, or the gray pallor of his normally bronzed skin.
But she noticed. Oh yeah, she noticed it all right. Because when it came to Sean, she didn’t miss a thing. Not just because she’d been hired to oversee his campaign, but because he’d been the star of her fantasies since she was a junior and he was a senior in high school.
Good God, here it was some ten years later and she was still aware of the man who didn’t even know she was alive. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He knew full well that she was alive. After all, it was Sean who had carried her battered body from the blaze that’d nearly killed her. If not for his heroic efforts, she’d be dead today.
His powerful, athletic physique aside, what she mainly noticed about Sean was the way he moved with casual confidence, his easy, playful demeanor, and
