BO (Bad Boys of Retribution MC #3)
BLURB:
Bo:
I’m a lover, not a fighter. Yeah,
right. Talk about bullshit. I’ve been fighting all my life, and I know
zip about love. Frankly, I don’t want to. More than bullets whizzing past my
head or the very real possibility of ending up dead, love scares the sh*t out
of me. I’m used to guns and killing, blood and dust.
Lust.
Veronica:
Veronica. Doctor
Hartley. I told Bo to call me Ronnie like everyone else, but he refuses.
Warning: Graphic sex, graphic
action, graphic language. Triple X caution.
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EXCERPT:
A few days after I’d gone crazy-Vet with Doc Veronica, with March nearing an end and April in sight, I expected a new client. This one had signed up online for a workout session. I was checking my equipment out in the yard when I heard the doorbell through the open deck doors. I walked inside, thinking I’d need to find some rental space before summer fully arrived. It was fine for trained soldiers to bust ass outside in one hundred plus degree heat but I probably didn’t want my clients keel over from heat stroke.
“Coming,” I called out. Kicking my extra pair of cross trainers away from the door I opened it and . . . “You?”
“Me. In the flesh.” Veronica stood on my front stoop, not dressed in one of her Doc Hottie suits.
“You’re my twelve o’ clock?” Transparent shock filtered across my face.
She nodded and her long ponytail in rich claret red bounced, the ends curling to the middle of her back.
“You’re not Penny Richmond.”
“Yes, I am. For a couple hours at least.” She pointed at her ponytail. “Besides, I have the whole copper thing going on.”
“Why?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” Cocking her hip, she drew my gaze to her body scantily covered in workout gear.
Well, I could see that. In fact my eyes were bugging out of my head even while I tried to make my tongue form words.
“I’m working.” I glared down at her all the while inventorying her outfit.
A few days after I’d gone crazy-Vet with Doc Veronica, with March nearing an end and April in sight, I expected a new client. This one had signed up online for a workout session. I was checking my equipment out in the yard when I heard the doorbell through the open deck doors. I walked inside, thinking I’d need to find some rental space before summer fully arrived. It was fine for trained soldiers to bust ass outside in one hundred plus degree heat but I probably didn’t want my clients keel over from heat stroke.
“Coming,” I called out. Kicking my extra pair of cross trainers away from the door I opened it and . . . “You?”
“Me. In the flesh.” Veronica stood on my front stoop, not dressed in one of her Doc Hottie suits.
“You’re my twelve o’ clock?” Transparent shock filtered across my face.
She nodded and her long ponytail in rich claret red bounced, the ends curling to the middle of her back.
“You’re not Penny Richmond.”
“Yes, I am. For a couple hours at least.” She pointed at her ponytail. “Besides, I have the whole copper thing going on.”
“Why?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” Cocking her hip, she drew my gaze to her body scantily covered in workout gear.
Well, I could see that. In fact my eyes were bugging out of my head even while I tried to make my tongue form words.
“I’m working.” I glared down at her all the while inventorying her outfit.
More in the Bad Boys of Retribution MC
series!
CAROLINA BAD BOYS SERIES
Stone, At Your Service, Book #1. Available now.
Love, In The Fast Lane, Book #2. Available now.
Steele, Into Your Heart, Book #3. Available now.
RIDE, the complete New Adult novella featured in Stone.
Available now.
NEXT IN SERIES:
CHROME, WITH A HEART FORGED
IN STEELE. Book #4.
The bigger they are, the harder they fall.
Coming summer 2015.
Author Bio:
Rie is the
badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a
breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning
with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and
southern-sexy series.
A Yankee
transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her
college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame.
Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other
love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a
wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her
work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.
You can
connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is
represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html
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