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Tasting Candy
Copyright © 2008 by Anne Rainey
ISBN: 1-60504-053-3
Edited by Linda Ingmanson
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Tasting Candy
Anne Rainey
Dedication
To Kelley Nyrae. We started this journey together and it has been so much fun bouncing ideas
around with you! Your self-discipline and drive inspires me greatly.
To my lovely reader, Heather. Your excitement over my stories keeps me tapping at the keys.
Thanks for all the moments you dropped everything to give me a second set of eyes. I’m very glad you
found your way over to After Dark and became a part of our crazy family.
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Chapter One
He was a glutton for punishment. Blade had no other explanation for coming to Tough Bodies
Gym. His mother had put him up to it. She always worked things out to her advantage. He was a
thirty-four year old man and yet he’d never been able to say no to Mom.
His gaze swept the impressive gym, and he felt a surge of pride. Blade’s construction business,
Vaughn Building and Remodeling, had been contracted to build it and they’d done a fine job.
But as he watched his sister Lacey show Candice Warner the proper way to do a crunch, Blade
groaned. Up, down, then it started all over again. Blade’s blood heated and his cock turned hard just
watching Candice’s firm, perky body shift in sinuous, slow movements. Her face contorted as she
worked through the burn, her body dripping from the exertion. He could easily picture her in the
throes of one hellacious orgasm.
She wore a pair of black workout shorts and one of those bra-like exercise shirts. Christ, she was
put together just right, too. What the hell was she working out for anyway? From his vantage point,
she didn’t need to improve her figure. She was perfect the way she was. Blade swiped a hand over
his face and practically moaned at his own weakness, which, of course, was Candice.
It had been that way from the first. He’d walked into his brother’s office all wound up from work,
then he’d spotted her. She’d glanced up at him from her desk with those innocent blue eyes, her sandy-
brown hair pulled into a messy bun, and he’d immediately forgotten his own name. She’d smiled
sweetly at him, and he’d gotten hard as a railroad spike.
Blade had shamelessly given her the once over, noticing the enticing blush that had heated her
ivory cheeks. She’d turned all pink and warm right before his eyes, making
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Blade ache to take her against the office door and fuck her right there on the spot, make her scream
out his name and beg him for more. From that moment, he’d been hooked.
Magnetism, karma, chemistry, whatever the hell it was, he knew he would have to have her or die.
But damn if he wasn’t too chicken shit to make the first move. He’d always been the aggressor
with women, but for some inexplicable reason, Candice made him hesitate. In some deep part of his
soul, Blade knew that he shouldn’t be screwing around with someone so innocent. He was the wolf to
her Little Red Riding Hood.
Still, when he’d confided all this to Lacey, she’d laughed and told him that if he didn’t make a
move on Candice then some other man would. The thought still pissed him off.
Shoring up his nerve even while he reminded himself that this was nothing more than an errand for
his mother, Blade moved farther into the spacious, private workout room and cleared his throat. The
action had the desired effect. Lacey glanced his way, while Candice bounded to her feet. She was
always such a jumpy little thing.
“Blade, what are you doing here?” Lacey asked as she rose to greet him with a hug. Candice’s
gaze darted around the room as if searching for an escape route. She seemed intent on getting away
from him.
“Mom wanted me to drop this off. And to make sure you’re coming to the cookout tonight.” Blade
pulled the business card out of his front shirt pocket and dropped it into Lacey’s hand.
“Crystal’s Weddings and Banquets, Inc.” Lacey rolled her eyes. “Oh, for crying out loud, Blade.”
He threw up his hands in self-defense. “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger.” Deep down, Blade was
pleased as punch that their mother was pushing Lacey on the
whole matrimony issue. Lacey had fallen in love with Nick Stone, a man she’d been best buds
with for years. While he respected Nick as a man, all that had changed the minute he became
intimately involved with his baby sister. Blade wasn’t at all happy that she and Nick were living
together. He was just old-fashioned enough to want to see a ring on
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Lacey’s finger. It’d go a long way toward giving him peace of mind, as well as ensuring Lacey’s
future.
Lacey wadded up the small card and threw it toward the corner. It landed in the wastebasket.
“I’ve told her when Nick and I decide to get married, she’ll be the first to know.” Then as an aside,
she complained, “And of course Nick and I are coming to the cookout.”
Blade shrugged. “Yeah, well, I think she wants to see it in writing or something.” Lacey swung
around. “Where’s Candice?”
“She went out the door.” He ought to know; he’d been surreptitiously watching her every move.

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