A sexy cowboy and a gamer convention…what could go wrong?
Find out in Fool Me Once by
Katee Robert!
They say opposites attract, but this is just ridiculous.
Blurb
Aubry Kaiser doesn’t like
people—actually, that’s not right. She loathes people. With her crippling
anxiety, there’s no way she can demo her favorite video game at a convention
with five thousand other people. Maybe if she brings someone to act as a
shield…
But the only person available is the sexy
cowboy she can’t stand.
Quinn Baldwyn is in a mess of his own.
He’s been dodging his wealthy family’s matchmaking attempts—and life advice—for
years, but with his sister’s wedding on the horizon, he needs of a shield of
his own.
He and Aubry can barely hold down a civil
conversation, but in bed…fireworks. And the closer they get to Quinn’s sister’s
wedding, the more he realizes that he might actually like Aubry.
Now it’s up to him to convince her she
might actually like him, too.
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Excerpt
She pinched the bridge of her nose. “If I say you’re
right, am I ever going to live it down?”
He didn’t answer, and she opened her eyes. Their
reflection was slightly distorted in the passenger window, but even she could
see he had a seriously tense look on his face. She belatedly realized that they
were pressed together, her back to his front, and that he was…
Oh my God. She couldn’t resist leaning back into him, just a little.
Yep, that’s not a micro penis. A shiver worked its way through her, leaving goose
bumps in its wake, and her nipples perked right up, showing through the thin
fabric of her T-shirt. There was no way he didn’t feel her reaction, not with
his arm creating a band across her ribs, his forearm against the underside of
her breasts.
Even as she noticed, he started to release her, his hand
sliding over her stomach, but he stopped when he hit her hip, his pinkie finger
dipping below the waistband of her shorts, just a little. It wasn’t anywhere
near anything vital, but that little intrusion made her moan all the same.
“Fuck.” The word
was barely audible, but she felt it
in the way his body tensed behind her.
She shivered again, torn between telling him to back off
and getting the top button of her jeans all undone for him. If she didn’t make
a decision—and fast—he was going to back off again. It was written all over the
tension she could feel emanating from his body.
Aubry started to reach for his hand, still undecided on
whether she wanted to encourage or threaten him, but he moved, bending down to
brace one hand on the truck in front of them, the other still on her hip. The
move brought his mouth against her ear, and his harsh exhale made her shake.
She arched against him. She couldn’t help it. Her body
took over, a primal part of her knowing he could give her all the pleasure she
could handle, and was only too happy to extend an invitation by rubbing her ass
against his hard length.
His grip on her hip tightened, but he didn’t try to stop
her. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”
She knew. They had to stop for so many reasons, the least
of which was that they were on the side of a freaking highway and it was only a
matter of time before a car drove past.
But she didn’t want to stop.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Katee Robert
New York
Times & USA TODAY Bestselling Author
Katee
Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her favorites then were
the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered
romance novels and never looked back.
Though she
dabbled in writing, life got in the way—as it often does—and she spent a few
years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling
and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she’d like to write a
book and try to get published.
Her first
novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day.
From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding speculative
romance. Because, really, who wouldn’t want to write entire books about the
smoking-hot relationships between two people?
She now
spends her time—when not lost in Far Reach worlds—playing imaginary games with
her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie
apocalypse.
Stalk
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