Her bourbon-flavored kisses threaten his carefully constructed boundaries.
A TASTE OF YOU
Bourbon Brothers #3
Teri Anne Stanley
Releasing July 3, 2017
Entangled Lovestruck
Nick Baker is back in Kentucky just long enough to get his wayward dad back on his feet. Then he’s gone. Unfortunately, he can’t resist helping Eve, the sexy distiller-in-distress, whose addictive, bourbon-flavored kisses threaten his carefully constructed boundaries. And if he can’t rein himself in, the uncomfortable secrets of past will nail him to the wall…
They were alone.
Eve was suddenly nervous. What was the deal? She wanted to ask Nick if the
incident in the truck last weekend was a one-shot deal, if he’d decided he really
wasn’t that into her, or if there was going to be more, but reminded herself
that she was taking things as they came.
Not
stressing over the future. The bag with her planner inside banged against her
hip as she led Nick down the hall to a door at the end. “Well, this is it,” she
told him.
“Your
mecca.”
“No. The
Office Superstore out on 62 is my mecca. This is just a temple.”
“You really
like office supplies, huh?”
“Oh yeah,”
she told him. “Those times I get to take the company credit card and go to the
office store? All that potential for organization and efficiency? It’s like
Christmas and New Year’s Eve all rolled into one.”
“Copy
paper.” He said it in a deep, growly voice that could have come from a 1970’s
R&B singer. “Thumb tacks.” He waggled his eyebrows at her, and she giggled.
She turned
away to grab the door handle, and he stepped closer, so she could feel him
almost but not quite touching her from shoulder to butt. No, it wasn’t the
thought of file folders that had her nipples tightening and heat pooling low in
her belly. She stepped back, bumping into him as she pulled the door open,
revealing her stash of office supplies.
“Paper
clips.” This was more of a husky whisper. Which did actually send a shiver down
her spine, but not because of the words themselves, more about the way he said
it. Right into the place where her shoulder met her neck. His hands were on her
hips now, and with just a tiny bit of effort, he could have her fully back
against him. “Ball point pens.”
Her entire
body flushed, and she took a chance asking the question, because leaving this
up to fate was no longer an option. “Are you trying to seduce me with sexy
language?”
“Is it
working?”
“I think it
is,” she told him and turned to face him.
Teri currently supplements her writing income as a neuroscience research assistant. In her nearly non-existent spare time, she is the human half of a therapy dog team, an amateur genealogist, and a compulsive crafter (if there are directions on the internet, she can probably make it). Along with a variety of offspring and dogs, she and Mr. Stanley enjoy boating and relaxing at their weekend estate, located in the thriving metropolis of Sugartit, between Beaverlick and Rabbit Hash, Kentucky.
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