Brothers in Blue Series, Book 3
Jeanne St. James
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Meet the men of
Manning Grove, three small-town cops and brothers, who meet the women who will
change the rest of their lives. This is Matt’s story…
As a former Marine, Matt Bryson has dealt
with PTSD ever since coming home from the Middle East. He finds himself
fortunate to be able to return to his job as a cop at the local police department
with his brothers Max and Marc.
Dr. Carly Stephens works hard as an
obstetrician at the local hospital, struggling to pay off her medical school
loans, financially support her elderly parents, and save money to adopt a baby.
Unable to have children, she still longs for one of her very own.
Instantly attracted to the Dictator
Doctor, Matt finds Carly easily brings him to his knees both emotionally and
physically. What starts out only as a convenient sexual relationship turns into
a whole lot more when dealing with their pasts and their future. Especially
since Matt doesn’t ever want children.
Matt and Carly find themselves on a
passionate and emotional journey that can either bring them together or rip
them apart.
Note:
This book can be read as a stand-alone and has an HEA ending. Due to the
sensual and explicit sexual nature of the story, it is intended only for
readers 18+. Trigger warning: this book includes a main character who is
dealing with PTSD.
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Sneak Peek:
Matt sighed and
headed to his 4Runner.
“Wait!”
He stopped short,
but didn’t turn around. He listened to her footsteps as she rushed up behind
him. He worked hard to keep his muscles from stiffening as Carly approached.
She is not a threat. She is not the enemy.
He repeated the mantra in his head until his heartbeat slowed.
She stepped in
front of him, blocking the driver’s door. “Can you give me a ride home?”
“You don’t live
here now? I dropped you off two days ago and you’re still here. I thought maybe
you moved in.”
Her expression
closed down and she pinned her lips together. “Never mind.” She brushed past
him, purposely bumping his shoulder hard with hers.
He snagged her arm
and swung her back around to face him. “Where are you going?”
“Back in the house
where I’m sure someone will be nice enough to take me home.”
He searched her
face. And then worked his way down her body. Her breasts heaved from anger. Her
waist looked tiny compared to her full, flaring hips.
“Done?”
He lifted his gaze
to meet hers. “With?”
“Checking out my
tits.”
He released her
and stepped over to his SUV. “Get in if you want a ride. If you’re not in the
seat by the time I put it in first gear, you’re shit-out-of-luck.”
“I’m not that
desperate,” she said from behind him.
“I’m sure you’re
not,” he replied to the driver’s door. Then he yanked it open and climbed in.
He started his
truck, not checking to see if she moved, and shoved it into first gear. He
released the clutch and pulled away.
Fuck it. He would
only offer a ride once.
Even so, he
couldn’t help put glance in the rearview mirror. She stood stock still, her
head held high, her long hair loose around her shoulders, her hands on her
hips, and he felt sure-as-shit certain she glared at him from behind those
goofy turquoise-colored framed glasses.
He wanted to rip
those glasses off, drag his hands through her thick hair, and fuck the shit out
of her.
He slammed on the
brakes, the Toyota skidding to a stop on the stones.
Jamming it in reverse, he popped the clutch, and smashed the gas pedal, fishtailing it backward to where she stood.
Jamming it in reverse, he popped the clutch, and smashed the gas pedal, fishtailing it backward to where she stood.
She still hadn’t
moved and just looked at him through stubborn, narrow eyes.
He powered down
the window. “Get the fuck in the truck.”
Finally, she moved
and surprised him by going around the SUV to climb into the passenger seat. He
stared as hard at her as she stared straight out of the front windshield. “Put
your seatbelt on.”
Without a word,
she did. Though he couldn’t help notice her jaw tighten and her mouth become a
tight, angry slash.
He smiled.
Fucking hell.
He might have just
met the woman of his dreams.
JEANNE ST. JAMES is an erotic
romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only 13 when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage
angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine.
Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up,
was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She
writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.
She has a few new releases coming up
in 2017. So keep an eye on her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for
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Brothers in Blue
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