Synopsis:
The last thing Holly Harris expected was to wind up nineteen, knocked-up,
and all alone. When Coop left to pursue his dreams of becoming a rock god, he
left a tiny piece of him behind.
Holly wishes he hadn’t.
Jackson wishes he hadn’t.
Jackson Rowe tried filling the void his family left by drinking, screwing
around, and leaving a string of heartbroken women in his wake. Moving back to
Sugartown should have been easy, but he hadn’t counted on the fact his sometimes
attraction to Holly would still be alive and kicking—and he sure as hell hadn’t
counted on her being pregnant with another man’s baby.
They drive one another crazy, and yet they can’t stay away.
When old flames resurface, and even older wounds are torn open, can two
people so similar make it work? Or will their stubbornness only drive them
further apart?
*Content Warning. Intended for a mature 18+ audience. Contains angst, a
crap-tonne of profanity, short-tempered Australian wildlife, and some very
pregnant sex.
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Release
Date: March 3,
2014
Holly
I
glance over at Jackson. He’s munching out on Smith’s chips and singing along to
some crappy music on the radio, and he’s completely oblivious to the fact that
he’s so drop-freaking-dead gorgeous when he’s letting go. Not that he’s ever
really been uptight about anything; more that when he’s not “on”, when he’s not
trying to get into someone’s pants, or lead them to make stupid decisions
because he’s so very clever with his hands and mouth, he’s just kind of …
perfect.
Then,
of course, he goes and opens his fat mouth.
“You
lovin’ on old Jack there, sweetheart?” he asks, glancing back and forth between
me and the road.
I
smile snidely. “No, you just have chips on your face.”
He
runs his hand across his mouth and over the stubble on his chin, brushing away
crumbs that aren’t there. I love it when he forgets to shave, and the biting
sensation of his facial hair against my soft lips as he’s going down on me. I
could come just thinking about it. I squeeze my legs together until the seam of
my shorts grazes my clit. Then I close my eyes and slowly shift my legs this
way and that, enough to feel the heat in my belly unfurling.
“Holy
shit, Hols, you okay?”
My
eyes snap open, my heart races and heat floods my cheeks. I glare at him.
“Yeah, just tired is all.”
“Nice
try, sweetheart. I know your tired face and that’s not it. That’s your ‘I need
to be fucked’ face. You want me to pull the car over?”
“No!”
I say, a little too quickly, “Just keep driving.”
“All
right, but I gotta warn you, darlin’, you keep writhing that way, and I’m gonna
need to pull the car over and knock one out myself.” He shrugs. “Or fuck you
senseless.”
Author Bio:
Carmen Jenner is a thirty-something author, doctor, pilot and CIA agent.
She's also a compulsive, flagrant prevaricator who gets to make things up
for a living.
While Sugartown may not
technically exist, Carmen grew up in a small Australian town just like it, and
just like her characters, she always longed for something more. They didn't
have an Elijah Cade, though. If they did, you can be sure she would have never
left.
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