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Make Me Want

by Rebecca Brooks
Men of Gold Mountain, #3
Publication Date: August 28, 2017
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Brazen, Contemporary, Romance, Erotic, Standalone

 

 

 

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SYNOPSIS:

Abbi Haas likes them big, bad, and out of her bed the next morning. So when a smoking hot firefighter shuts down a possessive ex by pretending to be her boyfriend, she’s happy to play along—and stay for the no-strings-attached sex under the stars. But her knight with bulging biceps had better not think she’s some damsel in distress. She’ll handle her ex like she does everything: on her own.

Wildland firefighter Tyler McCall is supposed to be taking a break from danger. First step to having fun: pick up a sexy stranger by pretending he’s her man. Too bad his fake girlfriend is also his new coworker…and their little white lie has already spread. Tyler knows he should walk away before he gets burned. But he can’t stay out of trouble, and there’s no way he’s letting her go.

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EXCERPT

Abbi’s eyes widened as the gorgeous man from across the bar put a fresh pint in front of her. Had he seriously just called her baby?

Even more unbelievably, the guy then nudged Russ like Russ wasn’t built like a tree trunk, impossible to budge. “Excuse me, man. Mind if I pull up a stool?”

Russ had been standing over her like she might have forgotten he was six foot whatever and way bigger than her. Like his towering height might convince her to make the mistake of going home with him again. But now the guy from the other end of the bar was dragging over a stool to fit in the space where Russ had been standing. Apparently he didn’t get, or didn’t care, that Russ was enormous, tattooed, terrifying-looking, an ex-con, and probably the guy you’d have to call to fix your roof in a snowstorm or build you a new drainage system, so not exactly someone you wanted to piss off at a bar.

“Mack poured me another drink for you,” the man said. “Glad you got started without me.”

“On the house!” Mack called, and winked before she spun away to attend to someone else.

That little minx.

Mack had set Abbi up with guys before. But usually she left the define-the-relationship part to Abbi. Abbi had been in some questionable situations—including the time she’d taken it upon herself to find out how far the tattoos went down Russ’s back. (Answer: all the way.) But she’d never found herself with a boyfriend she hadn’t met.

To be honest, she didn’t find herself with boyfriends very often. Hookups? Hell yes. But the closest thing she’d had to a long-term relationship had been half a lifetime ago, when she was a completely different person. To even think of it as the r-word made her want to throw up.

Not that she was on the market, anyway. As a naturalist, she was always in the woods, traversing trails, maintaining campsites, keeping tabs on what was growing or dying off and trying to figure out why. She wasn’t going to slow down or spend less time alone in the backcountry just for some guy—no matter how big his arms.

So he’d better know this was a one-time deal when she took the drink, channeled her inner thespian, and said, “Finally! I thought you’d never make it.”

 

 

ABOUT REBECCA BROOKS

Rebecca Brooks lives in New York City in an apartment filled with books. She received a PhD in English but decided it was more fun to write books than write about them. She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the Bronx. Her books are about independent women who leave their old lives behind to try something new—and find the passion, excitement and purpose they didn’t know they’d been missing.

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