THE PLAYER

BOOK #5 IN THE CLOSE QUARTERS SERIES

Rowan Lively is the neighbor from hell, with a parade of beautiful women only too happy to stroke his inflated ego. And I can’t take another night of listening to him making those noises through the paper-thin walls. I need to design my latest board game, not fantasise about my gorgeous neighbour.

Anonymous fun with a costumed hottie at a gaming conference is a sexy distraction from terrible online reviews and conflicts with my creative team. I’m craving a physical release to put Rowan out of my mind. Until our true identities are revealed, and I find myself in a compromising position with my neighbourly nemesis…

Now I can barely look Rowan in the eye, and the sparks between us are hot enough to burn down the building. Soon we’re waking the neighbours with our passionate games and working together on a new exhibit for his Melbourne art gallery. And even though I know the score—this is just a fling—I can’t help wondering…will he ever play for keeps?

CAN THIS BE READ AS A STANDALONE?

Yes! Each book in this series features a different couple, so they can be read in any order.

Is this book available in languages other than english?

Not at this stage.

IS THIS BOOK AVAILABLE IN AUDIO?

Not at this stage.

Excerpt from The Player

“I’d appreciate if you could keep your uh…activities with your guests to a quieter volume.” Her jaw is tense as she speaks, making the words sound like they’re being ground between stones.

I swing my head back toward my apartment—it’s the same as always. Burgundy leather couch from a local designer friend, shelf  full of design books. Obnoxiously large TV because I prefer watching the footy at home than at the pub. Same as always. One thing that’s not there, however, is another living soul.

“Do you see anyone here?” I raise an eyebrow. “Or is this one of those sixth sense things where you’re suddenly going to realise you’re actually dead, and—”

“I’m not Bruce Willis,” she snaps.

“There’s literally nobody here.” I motion for her to come inside. “See for yourself.”

She doesn’t move. “Look, I heard you both, okay. I don’t care if you have a parade of women coming in and out of here every day of the week, but I’d appreciate not having to listen to you fucking in the shower all the time, okay?”

That’s when the penny drops.

Chuckling, I lean against the door frame and let my eyes flick over her. “What’s wrong with fucking in the shower?”

“Well, nothing if you’re the one doing it.” Her shoulders are hiked up.

“Having a bit of a drought, are we?”

She bristles. The woman is seriously the physical embodiment of a cactus, and it amuses me to no end to toy with her. Why? The easy answer could be that maybe I’m an asshole who enjoys fucking with people. The more complex answer is that I’m an asshole who enjoys fucking with people because it helps me ignore the messed-up nature of my personal life.

Self-awareness for the win.

“That is none of your business,” she says.

“And yet my sex life is enough to have you pounding on my front door at midnight? Seems a bit hypocritical, if you ask me.”

She sucks her lower lip between her teeth while she contemplates her response. There’s a smudge of black under her eyes, like she’d removed her makeup hastily. I can guess why now, because our bathrooms must share a wall.

“You made it my business by not keeping your voice down.”

“Do you prefer to have sex in complete silence?” I can barely keep a straight face. “Isn’t that a little…weird.”

“We’re not doing this.” She holds up a hand like I’m a naughty schoolboy and she’s my teacher. “I won’t let you bait me into talking about my sex life. All I’m asking is that you have some respect for your neighbours and when you have someone over, just keep it down. Okay?”

“Sure thing.” I nod. “But I don’t have anyone over tonight.”

She blinks. “What?”

I step back and hold the door so she can see more easily into my apartment. “Home alone.”

“But I…” Realisation floods her face with the sweetest shade of pink. “Oh.”

“Yeah, you just knocked on my door to complain that I was masturbating too loudly.”

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