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Today bestselling author Laura Drewry’s witty, sizzling, and tender romance for
readers of Jill Shalvis and Susan Mallery, a woman who can’t slow down
discovers that the perfect guy is in hot pursuit.
Even
when her hair salon goes under and she’s on the brink of breaking, Regan Burke
keeps her “I’m just fine” attitude. She’s had a tough life, coping with a
difficult family and keeping her act together . . . barely. Right now, she just
needs a job, any job, so she can pay her mother’s medical bills. It’s the exact
wrong time for Carter Scott to come into her life—and to be so damn sexy, so
distracting, and so determined to get close.
Carter
isn’t looking for anything serious—his heart belongs to the kids who depend on
his pediatric practice—but something about Regan makes him reconsider. Maybe
it’s the scars she hides so well, the secrets she can’t share. Carter knows all
about that kind of pain, and he wants to help. But offering Regan a job in his
office only makes things worse, even if their chemistry is off the charts.
Lucky for them both, Carter isn’t about to let go of love without a fight.
He was standing far too close, so she stepped
back and reached for the broom, which she immediately jabbed toward his scuffed
boots to get him out of the way.
He wrapped his hand around the broom handle,
but didn’t try to pull it out of her hands; just stopped her from ignoring him.
“One drink.” He inched a little closer, crowding
her, but Regan just tightened her fingers around the broom handle above his and
swallowed.
The more she thought about turning her beloved
salon into a mobile unit or, worse, going to work at a thankless minimum wage
job, the more she wanted another good stiff drink. And if that drink was with a
no-strings-attached kind of guy like
Carter, who smelled so amazing (some crazy
good mix of shampoo and leather), then more’s the better as far as she was
concerned.
It was tempting, no question, but the reality was
the sooner she got up to Jayne’s, the sooner she could leave.
After a long moment, Regan finally blinked and
sighed softly. “How ’bout you ‘buy’ me a drink at Jayne’s? If we don’t get
there soon, she’s going to send out the hounds.”
It took a few seconds before he finally nodded.
“Yeah, she would, too.”
He released the broom and stepped around her to
grab his jacket off the sink. With slow, deliberate motions, he shrugged into
it and zipped it up. “What do I owe you?”
“On the house.” She couldn’t help grinning at the
job she’d done. As good-looking as he was before, he was freakin’ hot now. Like
Mr. October Fireman hot.
“No, come on . . .” He pulled a
couple twenties out of his pocket and held them out, but she shook her head.
“Keep it.” She refused to take the money, even
when he pushed it at her again.
“Take me for a spin on your bike one day and
we’ll call it even.”
The half grin was back, cockier than ever. “You
got it.”
What the hell was she thinking? She’d never been
on a motorcycle before—and up until the very second the words spilled out of
her mouth, she’d never even considered getting on one.
“It was good to see you.” He backed up as he
spoke and bumped into the door before he managed to unlock it and push it open,
grinning all the while. “Meet you up there?”
“Yeah. I’m just going to,
um . . .” She thumbed over her shoulder. “Clean up.”
They stared at each other for a long second, his
smile kind of goofy as his fingers tapped against the door handle.
“Right. Okay. Thanks for the cut.”
“My pleasure.” She cleared her throat and leaned against the broom handle, staring out into the darkness long after he climbed onto his bike and rode away.
Author Info
Laura Drewry had been
scribbling things for years before she decided to seriously sit down and write.
After spending eight years in the Canadian north, Laura now lives back home in
southwestern British Columbia
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Thank you so much for being part of the PRIMA DONNA blog tour and for sharing the excerpt of the book. :o) All the best!
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