What the Heiress Wants by Kristina Knight

Title: What The Heiress Wants

Series: Billionaire Cowboys #2

Author: Kristina Knight

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 23, 2016

Denver publishing heiress Miranda Clayton craves more from life than society parties and shopping sprees, but her tycoon father refuses to take her seriously. Her solution? Beat him at his own game by going to work for his top competitor, Connor Reeves, in Las Vegas. Connor isn’t fooled by Miranda’s new plan for a second. He knows exactly who she is; what he doesn’t know is why she’s pulling him into her games. After their first meeting, Connor knows what he wants—Miranda in his bed! But the more he’s around his new vice president, the more he wants something deeper than a short-term fling. The question is does the lady want Connor—or his business?

4 STARS

Connor Reeves is the middle of 3 sons. The sensible rule following one. He follows his rules and expects his employees to do the same. The news industry is very cut throat in Vegas so Connor hires the beautiful and very attractive Miranda as his CO of Marketing. He needs to beat his closest competitor. Miranda wants to prove to her megalomaniac father that she is capable of more than shopping and being a society princess.

Connor doesn't get involved with his employees, but Miranda pulls him like a magnet. Connor breaks his own rule. He can't resist her. He thinks there is a link between Miranda and his closest rival, but how can they deal with that. When the link is revealed Connor and Miranda must decide whether to continue working together and being together when trust may be very difficult to find.

I liked this story. The pace is good. The storyline isn't too complicated but holds your interest. This is the second book in this series and follows on nicely from this first. Can be read as a standalone but personally, when a family is involved, I prefer to read them all. I would recommend this author and this series. Reviewed for WTMO.

4 STARS

Conner is the middle brother, the stable one, the planner—he never planned for Miranda. Running a publishing company, night life, deals, and some gossip is just part of what his company does. He's been the stable income for the three brothers to get their own business up and successful, now he is having some problems. The least of which is his new VP of Marketing, gorgeous, Miranda—but she has a connection to his competition. Just how close is she? Not as close as he'd like her to be to him, but he doesn't get involved with employees. 

Miranda knew she should come clean with Conner. But every time she got too close, she couldn't get the words out. She had to prove herself, if only he'd let her and wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing him senseless probably wasn't the way to do it. Eventually neither could resist the other. Still they worked well together and they were going to succeed with the changes and upgrades to stay ahead of the competition, despite efforts to ruin them.

Will working together be too much strain for their personal relationship? Or will the link to the enemy prevent the necessary trust to keep them together? There is so much in their history that works against them. Is their love enough to get past it all so they can be together? Enjoy this second book about the billionaire cowboy brothers. 

Reviewed for Words Turn Me On.

She tidied the break room and rinsed out the coffee pot. She went to her office and filed her copies of the new designs. She flicked off the light. Put her fingers to her lips.

She could still feel him against her. The firmness of his mouth, the feel of his tongue in her mouth. How her breasts had flattened against his chest, and the way the hair at his nape tickled her fingers. At least twenty times since last night, she had pushed thoughts of the kiss away, and they kept coming back.

It will fade. The memories will fade with time.

It had only been one day. A volatile, dramatic day. And, really, her reaction to that first kiss was likely rolled into his asking her to help with the redesign. His acceptance of the new health plan. For the first time, someone was taking her ideas seriously. That someone had kissed her. It was all related.

Wasn’t it?

Through the thin pane of glass in her office door, she could see Connor’s closed door. He would still be in there, working. There was one way to figure out if her reaction to his kiss was based on physical chemistry or on his listening to her ideas and treating her as an equal.

Miranda swallowed. This was a very bad idea.

She needed to know.

Before she could talk herself out of it, Miranda marched across the hall and opened Connor’s door. He still sat at his desk, tapping away at the keyboard. She didn’t give him time to react. Miranda walked across the room, turned his chair to face her, and put her hands on either side of his beautiful face. His blue eyes widened in surprise, and his pupils dilated. Her palms tingled.

And she kissed him. His lips were firm against hers, but for a split second he only sat there, as if stunned. Then his arms wound around her waist, and he pulled her down to him. Chest to chest, sitting on Connor’s lap, Miranda sank deeper into the kiss. She put her arms around his neck. He traced the line of her jaw with the tips of his fingers.

Miranda opened her mouth to him, and Connor pushed his tongue inside. He tasted like pizza and soda, and Miranda thought it was the headiest combination she might ever experience. She leaned her head back, and his mouth found the sensitive spot beneath her chin as his hands began playing along her ribs the way they had played against the keyboard a few minutes before.

Sensations zinged along her nerve endings. Connor’s hands at her ribs. His mouth on her throat. She could feel the bulge of his erection beside her hip. It was a powerful feeling, knowing she had this effect on him.

The phone rang, and the sound was like a bucket of icy water from Lake Mead being thrown over her head. They were at work. He was her boss. He controlled her employment, her salary, nearly every aspect of her life in Las Vegas. This was inappropriate on so many levels.

Miranda pulled back, putting a few scant inches of space between them. “This wasn’t a good idea.”

“It certainly wasn’t a bad one.”

“No.” She shook her head and motioned her hands between them. “I thought maybe my reaction last night was a combination of you validating my ideas and the late night dinner.”

“It’s called chemistry.”

She couldn’t have this conversation still sitting on his lap. Still feeling his hardness against her hip. Miranda stood and then smoothed her hands along her skirt. “Regardless …” She backed away until she felt the doorknob at the small of her back. “You said it was my decision. And my decision is that this shouldn’t happen again. I’m sorry.”

Once upon a time, Kristina Knight spent her days running from car crash to fire to meetings with local police--no, she wasn't a troublemaker, she was a journalist. Her career took her all over the United States, writing about everything from a serial killer's capture to the National Finals Rodeo. Along the way, she found her very own Knight in Shining Cowboy Boots and an abiding love for romance novels. And just like the characters from her favorite books, she's living her own happily ever after.

Kristina writes sassy contemporary romance novels; her books have appeared on Kindle Best Seller Lists. She loves hearing from readers, so drop her a line!

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