(Deputy Laney Briggs #3)
by Jodi Linton
Expected publication: September 15th 2015 by Entangled: Select Suspense
She's about to go vigilante on his ass...
Laney Briggs was almost certain that her sexy-assed Texas Ranger, Gunner Wilson, was gonna pop the question. Instead, he went and pulled one helluva fast one—he arrested her best friend, Luke Wagner, and skipped out. Now Pistol Rock's firecracker deputy is ready to go Wild West on Gunner…if she can just keep that raw, sexual chemistry under control.
Gunner was planning to propose, and it all went to hell. Now he's boots-deep into an investigation with ties to the Dirty Southern Mafia and corrupt cops. Yep, Laney is definitely gonna have his hide. Especially when she finds out just how much he's been keeping from her…
But Laney has a weakness for Gunner's delectable cowboy hotness. And for him, she will break every rule in the book—including the ones she's sworn to uphold.
“You could say that,” I bit out when her finger flicked across the top of my dick. “You can do that all day.” She laughed, the girly sound making me wish we could hole ourselves up inside the motel and never leave again. “God, I want you so bad. So damn bad.”
Hey, I won’t lie. I’d been waiting to hear those words fall from her luscious lips all evening. But, fuck me. Something felt seriously off. I’d known Laney way before stealing her V-card, and she didn’t have a single begging bone in that slick little tight body of hers.
She moved back and forth and smiled up at me. “Like the first time.” And…bam, there was the elephant in the room. Small hands wrapped around the base of my dick and glided up and down in a firm stroke.
Way to hit below the belt buckle. To this day I hated how I’d taken Laney’s virginity. Reckless screwing could only be the way to describe that Fourth of July night. Shameful. She’d deserved so much more than a few hard thrusts given by a horny teenage boy more concerned with not shooting a load off in his pants. Over the years, I’d tried to right that wrong. Though the knowledge wasn’t wasted on me that I might’ve done a crappy job on fixing past mistakes, since at the moment my naked ass was sprawled out in a tiny motel bathtub while Laney used one of my most shitty moments against me.
I grinned. “That boy was a prick.”
She looked disappointed. “And the man’s so much better?”
The pang in my chest burst wide open at her coldhearted remark. But hell, I figured it’d been coming.
Deputy Laney Briggs Series
Jodi Linton is the author of the Deputy Laney Briggs Series and the upcoming The Original Sinners Motorcycle Club with Entangled Publishing. She lives in Texas with her husband and two kids. When she is not writing about sassy females and dirty talking heroes, she enjoys long walks and family time down at the river. Join the Pink Pistol Readers! Jodi Linton's official Street Team for insider scoops on all her upcoming books. http://jodilinton.com/
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