"Isabella Jordan's 'Stiff Competition' is a contemporary-set short story, and as such, the length doesn't allow for a lot of room to elaborate. However, I didn't find it lacking. Ms. Jordan provides enough background information about the two main characters, so that the reader can understand the motivations behind these two estranged former lovers. Although Frances and John are very stubborn, eventually they have no other choice but to accept the obvious. The love scenes are erotic and filled with emotion (something Ms. Jordan does really well). With a rather satisfying happy ending, 'Stiff Competition' will certainly appeal to all lovers of contemporary romance looking for a quick and satisfying read. 'Stiff Competition' is another winning story from Ms. Jordan's pen. 4 Stars!"--Mireya Orsini, JERR
Frances's eyes locked with his. "Not so fast, John. Dennis wants a male and a female perspective on this product. Taking Invigra and trying it out with a porno tape doesn't qualify."
Her insinuation that he couldn't find anyone with whom to try the drug stung his pride. Probably deserved it for being so high-handed with her, but still it stung.
"I didn't have any intention of doing that," he said sharply.
"Then who are you going to try it with?"
The truth of the matter was that he'd dated no one since he'd stopped seeing Frances. No one had even remotely interested him.
John sensed her interest was more than protecting her promotion on this assignment. Interesting.
Taking a couple of steps closer, he forced her to look up at him. Frances didn't back away. The sweet smell of her perfume combined with the warm scent of her body, had him hard as a rock.
"What about you?" John leaned in closer.
The color in her face deepened, her eyes darkened.
"Excuse me?" her voice was low.
John leaned a little closer, dropped his voice to a whisper. "You heard me. What better consumer opinion to have than our own? And it gives Dennis his male and female perspective."
Frances's breath quickened and her lips were so close it was all he could do not to claim them for a kiss. John knew just how they tasted, how sweet...
Planting a hand on his chest and shoving him back, Frances's glare returned. "Asshole! You're trying to use this assignment as a sleazy excuse to get me in bed?"
John grinned. So their reunion was working on her, too. The desire in her eyes was all too familiar. She wanted him, too, and it had his libido growing fangs.
The only problem was getting her to admit it. Frances was nothing if not stubborn.
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