“Stacey Lynn always knows
how to perfectly balance sexy and sweet.”
—New York Times bestselling author Lauren Layne
—New York Times bestselling author Lauren Layne
Hooked
on Her, an all-new fun and flirty forbidden romance from Stacey Lynn is out
now!
Tessa Chauncy is the best kind of trouble.
Beautiful, sweet and completely off limits. I’ve sat by and watched other men
drool after her and forced myself to stay in check. Hey, I’m in the NHL... I
have self-control in spades.
Except
when it comes to her.
With the bat of her lashes and quick whip of
that sharply pointed tongue Tessa can knock grown men to their knees. I’ve
seen them wither and crumble under her confident stare— something I’m pretty
sure she learned from sparring with me, thankyouverymuch.
But I’m not just falling for her. I’m down for
the count.
She’s the girl I wanted, when wanting her was
wrong.
She’s also my new roommate--
And oh yeah, my best friend’s little sister.
Heaven help me, I’m probably going to get his
fist to my face or his hockey stick shoved in very dangerous places for what
I’m about to do, but I don’t think I care anymore.
I’m in love with my best friend’s little
sister….and I’m done waiting.
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Excerpt:
I scoop more chicken onto a
folded chunk of naan and moan as I savor the taste. There are some decent
restaurants where I live, all within walking distance, which is a bonus, but
none are as good as Tandor’s. I can’t even piece together what makes it so delicious
but it’s mouth-watering amazing.
“Jesus, Tessa. Can you not
sound like you’re having an orgasm when you eat?”
I choke on my chicken and
wash it down with my water. “Don’t like it, you can leave.”
“But then I won’t be able to
share with you why I’m here.”
The chicken I’ve devoured
rolls in my stomach. Obviously it’s not because he’s a nice guy. I lean back in
my chair. “What is it?”
He huffs a laugh and I hate
he looks so damn good, smirking at me, shaking his head like I’m some amusing
little thing.
“You’re cute, Tessa. I ever
tell you that?”
“I think the day you took me
to get stitches in my head, yeah. You bopped me on the nose with a finger and
said ‘cute and tough, nice’ before
ignoring me the rest of the weekend.”
I’m mortified with myself.
He’s not supposed to know these things, know how much I remember every.single.encounter with him ever.
His mouth opens a bit and he
stares at me. Yeah. That dose of word vomit probably surprises the hell out of
him too. But hell, in for a penny. He says he doesn’t give a shit about what
Sawyer thinks? He should know what I think.
“I’m pretty sure that’s the
day I started having a crush on you.”
He doesn’t take his eyes off
me as he chews on what I think is chicken tikki masala. Slowly, he swallows and
sets his own fork down. Leaning forward, elbows on the table, I’m tempted to
drop my gaze to his mouth and watch his full lips move so sexily as he opens
his mouth and asks, “Want to know when it started for me? When I started facing
the reality that it was my best friend’s little sister that made my dick hard
in my dreams at night and when I was on the road?”
Meet Stacey Lynn:
Stacey Lynn likes her coffee with a dash of sugar, her heroes with
a side of bossy, and her wine a deep shade of red.
The author of over thirty romance novels, many of which have been
best-selling titles on Amazon, AppleBooks, and Barnes & Noble, she loves
being able to turn her vivid imagination into a career that brings
entertainment and joy to her readers. Focused on sports romance and emotional,
small-town romance, she
also loves stretching herself in different genres.
Born in Texas and raised in the Midwest, she now makes her home in
North Carolina and loves all things Southern. Together with her ultimate tall,
dark, and handsome hero, she has four children. Her life is a chaotic mess that
fights with her Type-A, list-making, neurotically organized preferences and she
wouldn’t have it any other way.
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