"One of the bestromances I've read this year!" -- New York Times Bestselling Author J.S.
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The Other Sullivan Brother's Happily Ever After...
The standalone follow-up novel (no cliffhanger) to the
Sullivan Brothers "Nice Girl" serial trilogy that began the acclaimed
New York Times, USA Today, and worldwide bestselling CAN'T RESIST series
Sullivan Brothers "Nice Girl" serial trilogy that began the acclaimed
New York Times, USA Today, and worldwide bestselling CAN'T RESIST series
Brian Sullivan has been in love twice in his lifetime. He
lost his first love to early-onset Huntington's, and he lost the other more
recently...to his brother. And somehow, his heart has managed to heal itself
lost his first love to early-onset Huntington's, and he lost the other more
recently...to his brother. And somehow, his heart has managed to heal itself
after both. Amazingly, without therapy. That doesn't mean Brian hasn't gotten
more wary along the way, however. In fact, he's been thinking lately that maybe
his brother's now retired nothing-but-flings rule isn't such a bad idea.
Unfortunately, being the nice guy poster boy and all, he isn't exactly versed
in the fine art of flings. So he looks to the outrageously 'unique,'
provokingly button-pushing Tessa Daniels for a crash course.
There's absolutely no way he's falling in love with this
one...right?
one...right?
Tessa has no idea what she was thinking telling Brian that
she was some sort of fling expert. She's never been flung before and she sure
as heck doesn't know where or how to begin flinging a guy like Brian. It was a
temporary lapse in sanity, really--no doubt because of the
can't-help-but-fall-for-him brain fuzz that hits her whenever he's around. Not
only does the man have her being more herself than she's ever been in her life,
but he's the only person she knows who seems to have as many demons and skeletons
in the closet as she does. What's more, he's got her thinking of the one thing
she stopped letting herself even hope for years ago.
she was some sort of fling expert. She's never been flung before and she sure
as heck doesn't know where or how to begin flinging a guy like Brian. It was a
temporary lapse in sanity, really--no doubt because of the
can't-help-but-fall-for-him brain fuzz that hits her whenever he's around. Not
only does the man have her being more herself than she's ever been in her life,
but he's the only person she knows who seems to have as many demons and skeletons
in the closet as she does. What's more, he's got her thinking of the one thing
she stopped letting herself even hope for years ago.
A happily ever after.
EXCERPT
The
door slammed shut behind Brian, cloaking them in darkness.
door slammed shut behind Brian, cloaking them in darkness.
“You
drive me crazy, you know that?”
drive me crazy, you know that?”
God,
his voice had dropped even lower, to a sexy thunder down under rumble.
his voice had dropped even lower, to a sexy thunder down under rumble.
“Crazy
in a good way or a bad way?” Tessa managed to ask, the lack of light making her
eyes laser in on his every movement.
in a good way or a bad way?” Tessa managed to ask, the lack of light making her
eyes laser in on his every movement.
“Both.”
He circled slowly around her as if she were a dangerous animal…he was getting
ready to pounce on. “You have no filter whatsoever. Not with what you do or
say, and especially not with how you react.”
He circled slowly around her as if she were a dangerous animal…he was getting
ready to pounce on. “You have no filter whatsoever. Not with what you do or
say, and especially not with how you react.”
“That’s
not my fault. You can just point that
finger at yourself, buddy,” she grumbled back before snapping her mouth shut.
not my fault. You can just point that
finger at yourself, buddy,” she grumbled back before snapping her mouth shut.
Alright,
so maybe he was right about the filter thing.
so maybe he was right about the filter thing.
“What?”
Man,
if looks could strip. She’d never felt this naked before, this out of control.
Inwardly, she sighed. The guy just brought out the uncivilized in her.
if looks could strip. She’d never felt this naked before, this out of control.
Inwardly, she sighed. The guy just brought out the uncivilized in her.
Oh
well. She came this far—may as well see where this ride ends. “You heard me.”
Her chin came up defiantly. “I can’t think when you talk in that ridiculously
sexy voice. Or when your biceps suddenly double in size in the middle of even
the simplest of tasks, like lifting a coffee mug. And don’t get me started on
your eyes. My god, I almost walked into a wall the last time you smiled and
your eyes went from that soft ocean blue to deep turquoise. I mean who does
that?!”
well. She came this far—may as well see where this ride ends. “You heard me.”
Her chin came up defiantly. “I can’t think when you talk in that ridiculously
sexy voice. Or when your biceps suddenly double in size in the middle of even
the simplest of tasks, like lifting a coffee mug. And don’t get me started on
your eyes. My god, I almost walked into a wall the last time you smiled and
your eyes went from that soft ocean blue to deep turquoise. I mean who does
that?!”
It
was like she just couldn’t stop talking.
was like she just couldn’t stop talking.
When
he came to a standstill and stared at her like she’d lost her mind, she huffed,
“It’s simply not reasonable to expect a girl to have a filter with all that
steamy-eyed, bicep-bulging, talking-like-a-wet-dream-voice-over madness going
on!”
he came to a standstill and stared at her like she’d lost her mind, she huffed,
“It’s simply not reasonable to expect a girl to have a filter with all that
steamy-eyed, bicep-bulging, talking-like-a-wet-dream-voice-over madness going
on!”
Silence.
Huh,
so where might one buy one of these
filters, she wondered.
so where might one buy one of these
filters, she wondered.
With
a quiet curse, he stomped toward her and picked her up by the waist, not even
pausing in his stride as he kept right on walking to the bed. Well, if he going
to take her for a ride…
a quiet curse, he stomped toward her and picked her up by the waist, not even
pausing in his stride as he kept right on walking to the bed. Well, if he going
to take her for a ride…
She
speared her hands into his thick, tousled waves and nearly purred with
pleasure.
speared her hands into his thick, tousled waves and nearly purred with
pleasure.
“Stop
being so damn open,” he rasped, sounding like a man about ready to do the
unimaginable, his lips a whisper away from hers.
being so damn open,” he rasped, sounding like a man about ready to do the
unimaginable, his lips a whisper away from hers.
NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY bestselling author Violet Duke is a
former professor of English Education who is ecstatic to now be on the other
side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. Her NYT and
USA Today bestselling books have been Top 10 bestsellers across the major
eretailers both in the US and internationally. When she's not writing or
feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, Violet enjoys tackling reno projects
with her power tools, trying pretty much anything without reading the
directions first, and cooking 'special edition' dishes that laugh in the face
of recipes. A born and raised island girl, she spends her days getting into
creatively fun trouble in Hawai'i alongside her two cute kids (daughter Violet
& son Duke) and similarly adorable husband.
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