title: Flirting with Disaster (Girls' Night Out)
author:  Victoria Dahl 
description: "Sassy and smokingly sexy, Talk Me Down is one delicious joyride of a book." <br />-New York Times bestselling author Connie Brockway<br /><br />"Victoria Dahl never fails to bring the heat."-RT Book Reviews on Too Hot To Handle<br /><br />"Dahl adds her signature hot sex scenes and quirky<br /> characters to this lively mix of romance in the high country." -Booklist on Too Hot to Handle<br /><br />"A delightful romance between two people who struggle to discover their own self-worth."<br />-RT Book Reviews on Bad Boys Do<br /><br />"This is one hot romance." <br />-RT Book Reviews on Good Girls Don't<br /><br />"A hot and funny story about a woman many of us can relate to." -Salon.com on Crazy for Love<br /><br />"[A] hands-down winner, a sensual story filled with memorable characters." <br />-Booklist on Start Me Up<br /><br />"Dahl smartly wraps up a winning tale full of endearing oddballs, light mystery and plenty of innuendo and passion." -Publishers Weekly on Talk Me Down<br /><br />"Sparkling, special and oh so sexy-Victoria Dahl is a special treat!" -New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips on Talk Me Down<br /><br />"Hits the emotional high notes.... Rising romance star Dahl delivers with this sizzling contemporary romance."<br />-Kirkus Reviews on Close Enough to Touch
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  RUINED
  
  
  
  
  
  A SHE WHO DARES NOVEL
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  BY LP LOVELL
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Copyright © LP Lovell 2015
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  PROLOGUE
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I feel sick… and stupid. Really stupid.
  
  
  
  
  
  Hugo smiles at me cockily, but the usual teasing glint in his eye is missing.
  He drags his hand through his messy blonde hair, the muscles of his bare torso
  flexing in a way that can make a woman lose all her inhibitions. And I have,
  willingly. Many times.
  
  
  
  
  
  I glance at the girl who is tied to the bed, her wrists bound to the metal
  frame. She’s panting, her skin flushed in an all too familiar post orgasmic
  glow.
  
  
  
  
  
  “You brought a friend?” She gasps, with a sensual smile. “That’ll cost you
  more.” She raises a perfectly plucked eyebrow.
  
  
  
  
  
  His eyes never leave mine as I stand there in the doorway mutely. I should
  have expected this but I didn’t. Hugo and I are, well, what I suppose you
  could call friends with benefits. He’s an absolute dog. He’s the guy mothers
  warn their daughters about. He