From New
York Times Bestselling author Tessa Bailey comes the first novel in her
hot, new Romancing the Clarksons Series.
When Rita Clarkson’s Suburban takes its last breath on a New Mexico roadside, rescue roars up on a Harley in the form of smooth-talking honkey tonk owner, Jasper Ellis, a man as mysterious as he is charming. Rita’s cross-country journey to New York City–with her three estranged siblings in tow–is only beginning, but now that Jasper has found Rita, his plans do not include her leaving.
When rescue looks like a whole lot of trouble . . .
The road trip was definitely a bad idea. Having already flambéed her
culinary career beyond recognition, Rita Clarkson is now stranded in
God-Knows-Where, New Mexico, with a busted-ass car and her three temperamental
siblings, who she hasn't seen in years. When rescue shows up---six-feet-plus of
hot, charming sex on a motorcycle---Rita's pretty certain she's gone from the
frying pan right into the fire . . .
Jasper Ellis has a bad boy reputation in this town, and he loathes it.
The moment he sees Rita, though, Jasper knows he's about to be sorely tempted.
There's something real between them. Something raw. And Jasper has only a few
days to show Rita that he isn't just for tonight---he's forever.
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Excerpt:
“It’s just a quick ride.”
She sauntered toward him, thighs flexing in her jeans, and Jasper
swallowed a growl. Something told him this ride would be anything but quick,
but he shoved the thought aside and distracted himself by removing his helmet
and transferring it to her head. And hell if he didn’t have a hard time
mobilizing himself under her scrutiny. Like she wanted to see past whatever was
visible. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been dissected by a woman—and
it was welcome.
Damn, she smelled like the forest, cut with cooking spices. He
tried not to be obvious about sucking in a good lungful. His reaction to this
girl was goddamn strange, to say the least, but he had no choice but to go with
it since she was about to mount his bike.
It had thrown her off a little, his gesture of passing over the
helmet, but she recovered to grant him a speculative look. Mumbling under her
breath, she threw a leg over his bike and gripped the back bar. “You might not
recognize me, but I’m famous for what I can do with a knife.”
Jasper joined her on the bike in one smooth movement, groaning
inwardly when her thighs gripped his waist. Had her breath caught? “I hate to
disappoint you, but this isn't the first time a woman's threatened me with a
knife.”
“Yeah, but it would be the last.”
His laughter was lost in the roar of the bike’s ignition, the
Suburban growing smaller and smaller in his rearview mirror.
About Tessa Bailey
Tessa Bailey is originally from
Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her
yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in
under four days. Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter
while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those
four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of
classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College
and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted
attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing
continued to demand her attention. She now lives in Long Island, New York with
her husband of eight years and four-year-old daughter. Although she is severely
sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about
people falling in love.
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