What a pleasant surprise this story was! This is the first book I’ve ever read by Sawyer Bennett and it certainly won’t be the last. While this is the second in the Last Call series, it can be read as a stand alone. I’m actually about to dive into book one because the characters in this series are incredibly real, charming, and sassy. I want to know them better! This book is about Brody Markham, a quiet and anti-social yet hot, alpha male who walks around with a chip on his shoulder. We find out early on that he was just released from prison for killing a man while driving under the influence. He carries an incredible amount of guilt and truly believes he’s worthless. At times he’s arrogant, pissed off at the world -usually at himself even more, and is a jerk to those closest to him. Scorned by… Read more »
Author: Sawyer Bennett
USA Today Best-Selling author, Sawyer Bennett, is a snarky southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating in her head. She is married to a mobster (well, a market researcher) and they have two big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn't have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk chocolate.
*** SNEAK PEEK…Make It a Double, releasing April 21, 2014*** While I just helped Gabby move into Hunter’s house, I certainly didn’t need to ask them to reciprocate the favor. The only things I own are my clothes, and those were gifts to me from my mom. She had taken me out shopping the day after I got home from prison, outfitting me with an entirely new wardrobe. I mean… new as opposed to wearing prison garb for five years. I felt ashamed that my mom had to buy her twenty-eight-year-old son clothes because he didn’t have a dime to his name.I put the last of my groceries away, fold up the brown paper bags, and tuck them in the space between my refrigerator and the kitchen wall. Turning around, I observe my little studio apartment. I see it all in just a quick glance, because it’s about the size… Read more »
EXCERPT FROM OFF CHANCE After silently watching for a few minutes, I ask, “Okay, here’s a question for you… what’s that yellow line on the field?” Fil doesn’t answer me so I poke her in the ribs. “Teach me, Yoda.” She looks at me with frustration and then looks back at the TV. “That splits the field in half.” “Liar,” I hear from the doorway and I turn to see Flynn there with a plate of pie in his hand. Fil turns around and looks guilty for just a second, then her face splits into a grin. “Busted.” “Wait… that line doesn’t split the field in half?” I ask, because that made damn good sense to me. Chuckling, Flynn walks in and comes over to the couch. “Scoot down,” he says. I try to move to the left, but Fil is ignoring me in favor of the football game. I… Read more »