At the end of the night, a clean-cut hunk and a rebellious bartender act on their unlikely chemistry in this frisky novel...
Davis: I’ve had my eye on Grace Buchanan for a while now. Unlike the bubbly blondes I usually date, the feisty, flame-haired bartender both intrigues and bewilders me. Something about Grace—the tattoos? the nose ring?—makes every part of me sit up and beg. There’s only one problem: She hates me. Trading insults and one-liners has become our M.O. But when Grace bets me that I can’t get a date with a non-blonde if my life depends on it, I’m determined to prove her wrong by landing the ultimate non-blonde: her.
Grace: I’m used to regulars hitting on me, and I’ve turned them all down, except for one: Davis Price. I like giving him a hard time, and he’s kind of cute in his suit and tie—if you’re into that kind of thing. Anyway, I don’t care how many blondes he takes home . . . until one of them sidles up to him in my bar. Nuh-uh. But after my little bet with Davis backfires, our first date lands us in the sack. So does the second. And the third. Neither of us wants more than the best sex of our lives. The trouble is, it’s not a question of what I want. It’s what I need. And what I need is Davis.
Book 2 (standalone)
Featuring Davis Price & Grace Buchanan
What happens with a suited, regimented, dirty-talking hero breaks his one big rule to date a redhead? What happens when a tattooed, pierced, feisty bartender heroine steps way out of her comfort zone to explore a *gulp* relationship? Sparks fly in Arm Candy, and quite frankly, the hotter it got, the less inclined I was to turn on the firehose! Davis and Grace (Gracie Lou, as he teasingly calls her) took quite the journey on their way to Happily Ever After, but I enjoyed the ride. I hope you do, too.