By: Laura Drewry
Releasing September 23rd, 2014
In USA 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.
His right shoulder lifted slowly. “Just never seen eyes as pretty as yours. They’re—”
Regan’s snort stopped whatever else he was about to say.
“Oh, puh-lease. ” She took a sip of her beer and sighed as a growing wave of disappointment washed over her. What did he think, that she was one of those barely-of-age bimbos who fell for crap like that? “Save your cheesy little lines for someone else, Carter. They won’t work on me.”
Without a glance back, she took her bottle and started toward the living room. Most of the guests were regulars around Nick and Jayne’s place, but it didn’t take a brain surgeon to figure out why Jayne had maneuvered Maya over by Bachelor Number One, or why the only empty seat in the room was next to Bachelor Number Two.
No thank you.
Regan stayed where she was, leaning against the door frame, listening to Nick and his friend, Brett, rib each other. It was impossible to concentrate on what they were saying, though, because all she could hear was Carter’s quiet footsteps coming up behind her.
“It wasn’t a line,” he murmured. “But I bet I’ve got one or two that’d work on you.” His voice was barely a breath against the curve of her ear, and though she couldn’t see him, she knew he was smirking at her. “Is it hot in here or is it just you?”
“Seriously?” She wouldn’t smile. . Okay, maybe she would. “The ‘pretty eyes’ one was better than that.”
“Gimme a second, I’m just warming up. How about this one: if you were a transformer, you’d be a hot-obot and your name would be Optimus Fine.”
“Oh my—” Regan snorted, laughed right out loud, and eyed him over her shoulder. “You’re just embarrassing yourself.”
“Come on, that’s a good one!” His shoulder brushed against her back as he leaned closer, so close she could feel the heat from his skin against her neck as he twirled the ends of her hair around his finger. “What if I told you, straight up, that I just really want to kiss you right now?”
“Oh.” . The long rippling shiver caught her by surprise as it raced down the length of her spine, then back up again when he rubbed her hair between his fingers.
“That’s some kinda red.” His voice was so low she had to strain to hear him. “Looks good down.”
It took two tries to get her tongue to work. “Thank you, I know a good stylist.”
“Yeah?” A slow inhale behind her, then he chuckled quietly. “The last one I had told me I looked like shit.”
Wow! Very sweet story about two people who are scared to love someone because of circumstances from their past. I liked seeing their relationship grow through their friendship after their one night together. I don't want to give the story away, so I will just say the story flows smoothly, the dialogue is great and funny and the Star Wars quotes are awesome! I highly recommend to anyone who loves a sweet love story with a little heat!
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 with her husband, three sons, a turtle named Sheldon, and an extremely energetic German shepherd. She loves old tattered books, good movies, country music, and the New York Yankees.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/lauradrewryGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/994651.Laura_Drewry