Paisley Bronson is a 27 year old successful advertising professional, but the most exciting part of her life happens outside of work. Claiming the life of a tag chaser toward the end of her college career has taught her one thing – never get too close. She has enjoyed her dating lifestyle, but when her best friend makes a bet that she won’t ever be able to date a normal guy, her competitive nature takes control and she vows to change the game.
When Paisley meets the incredibly handsome and practically perfect Corbin Ray, she begins to think keeping her word might be easier than she thought. But when an accidental discovery reveals that Corbin is in the Army, she knows she must run the other way and never look back. Although it kills her, she aims to move on and look for a new prospect.
There’s just one small problem.
Paisley’s been assigned a new client at work, and his name is Corbin Ray.
Will Paisley and Corbin give in to the chemistry between them, or will their past and present complications keep them apart?
Immerse yourself in this fun and irresistibly
naughty game of cat and mouse.’
I flush and take another, longer sip from my glass. I look up at him, my guiltiness written all over my face, I’m sure. He laughs a little and shakes his head, “Relax, you don’t need to explain anything to me if you really don’t want to. I’m curious, but I’m just glad you met me for dinner tonight.”
“I am, too.” I blurt out. Shit, Paisley, you’re supposed to not be interested. “It was delicious.”
Corbin’s eyes are searching mine and I feel him leaning in closer to me. Shit, shit, shit. “But, uh, I have yoga really early tomorrow. So I should probably get going,” I fumble, setting my glass of wine down on the coffee table. I go to stand but Corbin’s hand reaches out for mine, stopping me in my tracks.
“Wait, what about dessert?”
I turn to face him again and melt to the floor when I see the look in his eyes. They’re dark, daring. He’s daring me to stay. Daring me to take a chance.
He slides his other hand around my waist, leaning closer with every word, “You’ve got three options.” I know I should leave, should stand up right now and walk toward the door, but I’m frozen in place and captured by his eyes. “ I could whip up some delicious chocolate fondue with fresh cut strawberries,” he breathes, tickling my back a little with his fingertips. My breath is hitched in my throat and I can hear my heart beating in my ears, the rate rapidly increasing with every syllable that escapes his mouth. “We could make a trip to the store and pick up the perfect ingredients for you to show off your baking skills,” he pulls me a little closer and I have to turn away, the intensity in his eyes too much for me to handle. My legs start shaking a little and I try to steady them and focus on breathing. His body is so close to mine now, I can feel his chest against mine. “Or,” he pulls his hand from mine and touches the side of my face, running his fingers up through my hair, and begins planting soft kisses on my neck. “We could stay right here, and I could make you dessert, instead.”
Its all in the title, Tag Chaser. Paisley Bronson is a Tag Chaser. Truthfully I had NO idea what a Tag Chaser was. So this was all new to me. Paisley only dates guys with tags, yeah I get it now. Army guys, HOT Army guys. She has some serious issues with commitment and does not want a relationship. Easier to just meet a guy, have a hot hook up, and then call it a day when he is deployed. That way there is no hurt, no commitments, no strings. But Paisley’s best friend McKenzie has other plans. A Bet. A bet to see if she can actually date a normal guy, no tags. Maybe even try for strings….Try and date and have an actual relationship.
“I’ve never felt the things I feel when I’m with you, It scares the shit out of me.” – Corbin
“I want to kiss you, I want to kiss away all the pain in your heart, all the doubt in your mind that tells you you’re not the most beautiful girl in the world, Please, let me kiss you.” – Tanner
“It’s like everything in my world is crashing down around me and there’s nothing I can do to stop it, nothing I can do to even salvage a tiny piece of what’s left of me.” – Paisley
About the Author
Kandi Steiner is a Creative Writing and Advertising/Public Relations graduate from the University of Central Florida living in Tampa with her husband. Kandi works full time as a social media specialist, but also works part time as a Zumba fitness instructor and blackjack dealer.
Kandi started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic (like most girls brought up on Disney movies).
When Kandi isn’t working or writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys beach days, movie marathons, live music, craft beer and sweet wine – not necessarily in that order.