$25 GIVEAWAY: GUNS: The Spencer Book
GUNS: The Spencer Book
Published on March 31, 2014 Genres: Adult, Adult Suspense, Contemporary, Erotic Romance, New Adult, Romance, Romantic Suspense
THIS IS NOT A STANDALONE BOOK - IT IS HIGHLY SUGGESTED THAT YOU READ ALL THE PREVIOUS NOVELS AND NOVELLAS BEFORE STARTING THIS BOOK
Spencer Shrike is a man with a plan. Get in. Get out. Move on. He loves Ron the Bomb, and her safety is the only thing on his mind these days. But life is a tricky bastard, and conning criminals for the better part of ten years brings its own set of problems. Sure, Rook lied her way out of a sticky situation, covering for crimes Ronin, Ford, and Spencer committed, and getting them all off scot-free in the process.
But not everyone is buying Rook’s story, and Spencer is desperate to figure out who’s in town setting them up for a fall.
Veronica the Bombshell Vaughn has put up with Spencer Shrike’s shit for years and where has it gotten her? A big fat nowhere. No ring, no house, no kids, and no promises. In fact, Spencer is worse than ever—completely distant and moody. She’s done sitting at home, pining over a man she can’t have.
But she’s not opposed to fighting for him.
Ron the Bomb fights hard and she fights dirty, so she’s willing to do whatever it takes to get Spencer’s attention.
But now there’s another man in town with his eye on her. He’s got secrets too, but unlike Spencer, Bobby Mansi is more than willing to let Veronica in on them.
The entire Rook and Ronin series comes full circle. Every con, every lie, and every skeleton in the closet is back for one final shot at vengeance and the only way to set it right… is to get out the guns.
GUNS EXCERPT –SPENCER
“Rook’s not pregnant,” Ronin says the next morning, as he strides into the office, his hair messed and his t-shirt wrinkled. He flops down on the black leather couch off to the side of my desk.
I shoot Ronin with my finger. “Gotcha. OK. We ready to discuss business?”
“Ashleigh is,” Ford says. He shakes the Wall Street Journal a little to straighten it out as he holds it up to his face.
“Ashleigh is what?” Ronin asks.
“Ford, don’t mess with the guy. He’s got baby on the brain since Elise is due to pop out a niece. Not to mention you coming home with Ashleigh and Kate.”
Ford ignores me. “She didn’t pee on the stick yet, but I know she’s pregnant.” He turns the page of the newspaper.
“How?” Ronin asks as he leans over to my desk and grabs a coffee in the drink holder.
Ford peeks over the paper. “How does she get pregnant?”
“No, you idiot, how do you know she’s pregnant if you didn’t do the pee stick test?”
“Do you guys mind?” I interject. “I’m not ready for baby talk with my bros, OK? Let’s just discuss what you found out last night, Ronin.”
“She smells different,” Ford continues.
“Different how?” Ronin asks back.
“Deliciously different. Like her pussy is candy, that’s how good—”
“Enough,” I bark.
“Rook got her birth control implant taken out yesterday,” Ronin says, ignoring me. “That’s what she was doing at the doctor.”
Ford lowers the paper all the way to his lap so he can look at Ronin. “That’s a step forward.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.” Ronin beams a smile at him.
“Hello? Anyone here besides me? You two whipped dumbasses do realize the jury selection starts today for the trial, reporters are in town in force, someone stole seven motorcycles from my shop and possibly robbed our friend Drake as well? Not to mention we need to get a military-grade robot out from his shop without getting caught. Like today. We don’t have time to talk about candy pussy.”
“Spencer,” Ronin pipes up. “There is always time for candy pussy.”
“And she makes this little squeal now.” Ford keeps going, like I never said a word.
“What?” Ronin and I say together. I don’t think I’ve ever heard Ford talk about sex before. He might make a comment in general. I did this or she did that. But he’s never talked about a girl before. It’s… strange. And while I’m no slouch in the fucking department, I’m not really into the shit Ford does. So I have to admit, I’m interested in what he’s got to say.
Ronin turns to face Ford as well, so apparently he’s interested too. “What kind of squeal? Because Rook, she does this little tongue thing right when we get started. Like, drags the tip over the edge of her top teeth, then licks the center of her lip. Fucking shit drives me wild.”
Ford smiles a far-off smile, like he’s picturing something. “It’s more of a squeak, really. Like she’s trying to hold it in and not let on that she’s excited.” He shakes his head. “She’s always excited.”
“Fuck. Is it lunchtime yet? I might take Rook home and make her do the tongue thing for me.”
“I might need to take the whole afternoon off,” Ford adds. “I do not believe in quickies. And if I get a squeak at the beginning, you can bet your ass it’s gonna end up a scream at the end.”
“It’s only nine o’clock, you horndogs.”
“Nine?” Ford asks. “That means Ashleigh is getting ready to walk to the coffee shop. I can probably catch her before she wakes Kate up from her morning nap.” He gets up and throws the paper down. “I’ll be back later,” he says as he pulls the door open and bumps into Rook.
He pushes past her without a word and Rook is just about to ask what’s going on when Ronin corners her. “Follow me, Gidget. I’ve got a surprise for you.”
And then I’m alone.
What the fuck?
OTHER BOOKS IN THIS SERIES
ROOK AND RONIN OMNIBUS: TRAGIC – MANIC – PANIC
FORD NOVELLA: SLACK: A Day in the Life of Ford Aston
FORD NOVEL: TAUT: The Ford book
BOMB NOVELLA: A Day in the Life of Spencer Shrike
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