Author: Katee Robert
Series: Out of Uniform #2
Release
Date: May
19, 2015
Publisher:
Entangled
Brazen
Avery
Yeung’s biological clock just went off early. Thanks to her family’s medical
history, she’s running out of time to get knocked up. And the only guy within
donating distance? Her overprotective—and irritatingly hot—best friend. So
clearly she needs an anonymous donor…
Anonymous
donor? Over Sheriff Drew Flannery’s dead body. While daddyhood will never be in
the cards for a man with his past, Drew won’t let Avery shop for a “popsicle
pop.” He’ll do what’s right for his best friend by doing his best friend. But
only if they do it properly.
But there’s nothing “proper” about it. Between
the bed, the kitchen counter, and against his squad car, Avery and Drew are
having the hottest sex ever. They can’t get enough of it—or each other. And
without knowing it, they’ve crossed the one line that could ruin their
friendship forever…
See
where it all began with book 1 of the Out of Uniform series, In Bed with Mr. Wrong.
We all know how it goes; once you go there, can you over really go back to being just friends? When these two finally get together, they set the room on fire! I was really rooting for this couple. Clearly they were made for each other. The biggest problem that Drew struggles with is the possibility that he could end up like his father. When his mother died, his father couldn't handle losing her and became the town drunk. He doesn't want to risk his heart. It takes him a bit, but I love when he finally realizes that his heart is already all in.
I haven't read the other book in the series, In Bed with Mr. Wrong, but I know it's has to be as good as this one. I highly recommend this story to anyone who loves a good romance with a great HEA!
Enjoy this excerpt:
She glanced up when he got out of his car. “We’re going to
be late.”
“Late?” He hadn’t been aware he was on a timetable. Some things weren’t meant to be rushed. Drew wiped his palms on his slacks, trying not to fidget when she pinned him with a look.
“Yeah, late. Come on. I’ll drive.” She practically herded him into the passenger seat of the Beast and then climbed into the driver’s side. What the hell was going on? He didn’t get his explanation until ten minutes later when she pulled into the parking lot of a fertility clinic. Drew stared at the tasteful sign above the door. Why the fuck were they here? “My swimmers are fine.”
“What?” She shut off her Jeep.
“My swimmers.” He gestured at his lap, wanting to growl when her eyes went wide. “They’re fine. More than able to get the job done.”
“Uh... I have no doubt of that.” She looked like she wanted to be doing anything else but having this conversation. “This is just one of the necessary steps. It’s not because I think your, ah, swimmers aren’t up to snuff.”
Necessary steps. So she must want him to get some tests done or some shit. Drew took a deep breath. He’d said he was down for this, and that meant doing whatever so- called necessary steps Avery needed. Even though it was not necessary as far as he was concerned. He was thirty, not even past his prime.
Whatever. He’d go through whatever tests she needed. Then they’d go back to her place and get this baby-making business started.
“Late?” He hadn’t been aware he was on a timetable. Some things weren’t meant to be rushed. Drew wiped his palms on his slacks, trying not to fidget when she pinned him with a look.
“Yeah, late. Come on. I’ll drive.” She practically herded him into the passenger seat of the Beast and then climbed into the driver’s side. What the hell was going on? He didn’t get his explanation until ten minutes later when she pulled into the parking lot of a fertility clinic. Drew stared at the tasteful sign above the door. Why the fuck were they here? “My swimmers are fine.”
“What?” She shut off her Jeep.
“My swimmers.” He gestured at his lap, wanting to growl when her eyes went wide. “They’re fine. More than able to get the job done.”
“Uh... I have no doubt of that.” She looked like she wanted to be doing anything else but having this conversation. “This is just one of the necessary steps. It’s not because I think your, ah, swimmers aren’t up to snuff.”
Necessary steps. So she must want him to get some tests done or some shit. Drew took a deep breath. He’d said he was down for this, and that meant doing whatever so- called necessary steps Avery needed. Even though it was not necessary as far as he was concerned. He was thirty, not even past his prime.
Whatever. He’d go through whatever tests she needed. Then they’d go back to her place and get this baby-making business started.
About the author:
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse. Connect with Katee at: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Google + | GoodReads | Instagram | Tumblr | Youtube
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