Meet Avery & Drew in Katee Robert’s newest sexy standalone from Entangled Brazen!
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He's going above and beyond the call of duty...
Avery Yeung's biological clock just went off early. Thanks to her family's medical history, she's running out of time to get knocked up. And the only guy within donating distance? Her overprotective-and irritatingly hot-best friend. So clearly she needs an anonymous donor...
Anonymous donor? Over Sheriff Drew Flannery's dead body. While daddyhood will never be in the cards for a man with his past, Drew won't let Avery shop for a "popsicle pop." He'll do what's right for his best friend by doing his best friend. But only if they do it properly.
But there's nothing "proper" about it. Between the bed, the kitchen counter, and against his squad car, Avery and Drew are having the hottest sex ever. They can't get enough of it-or each other. And without knowing it, they've crossed the one line that could ruin their friendship forever...
This is the next book in the OUT OF UNIFORM series and it is just as good as the previous ones. We already met Avery and Drew in the prior books and knew they had a close relationship, but we just didn't know how close their relationship really was. They grew up together and helped each other through the tough times in their lives. So now, when Avery is going through a rough time and having to make one of the hardest decisions of her life, it is no surprise that Drew is there for her.
Drew is a consummate playboy, never having a long term relationship and has no desire to have one. He doesn't want to go through what his dad went through when he lost their mother, so he keeps everyone at a distance. That is everyone except Avery. Avery is his best friend and someone he can't live without. She is the one person who probably knows him better than he knows himself. So when he finds out what she has planned, he knows he has to do whatever it takes to help her.
Avery knows the clock is ticking on her chance to be a mother, so she does the only thing she can and begins the process of IVF. She has taken the steps and chosen an anonymous donor and the only thing left to to do is the procedure itself. That and tell her friends and family of her decision. While she knows her family will not be happy with her decision, she doesn't expect the reaction she gets from Drew. He was the one person she was counting on to support her so when he reacts the way he does, she doesn't know what to do.
Will Drew and Avery be able to move on from her decision? Will Drew come to terms with Avery's desire to become a mother before it is too late? Will Avery and Drew's relationship ever be the same? To find out the answer to those questions, you are going to have to read this book.
I loved this book from the beginning to the end. I had a feeling something was going to happen between the two of them after reading the first two books in the series; however, I had no idea it was going to be this good. I loved the hilarious banter between them and I loved their relationship. The author did a wonderful job on touching all the issues between them and I have to say, I loved how the book ended. I can't wait for the next one to see what else she has in store for us!!
He jumped, and then climbed to his feet when Avery did, and followed her to the plump older nurse. She smiled at them, making him wonder if she were someone’s grandmother—the kind who made cookies and read bedtime stories and…
What the hell was he even thinking?
As soon as they turned the corner from the waiting room, she handed him a small clear cup that had a sticker with his information on it. “You’ll put the specimen in here, please.”
The nurse opened a door. “You can leave the cup in the room when you’re done.” She smiled at Avery. “You’re welcome to go into the room with him, but we ask that you ensure there’s no saliva or other fluids involved so you don’t contaminate the specimen.”
Avery made a choked noise. “That’s so not going to be a problem.”
The nurse laughed and patted her shoulder. “I’ve heard that one before, honey. I’ll just leave you to it.”
He barely waited for her to disappear back around the corner before he turned to examine the room. It looked like an entire frat house’s stash of porn had exploded in there. “Isn’t this a little much for a few tests?”
She looked at him like he was an idiot. “How else are you going to get your engine running?
Besides, this isn’t about tests—though I’m sure they’ll run a few. You wanted to help me make a baby, so let’s make a baby. Now go get ‘em, Champ.”
Jesus Christ. She expected him to leave a specimen so the doctor could shoot it up her…
Apparently when they’d talked about making a baby, something had gotten lost in translation.
“You’re shitting me.”
“Nope.” She slid past him into the room and meandered around, stopping in front of the television and eyeing the collection of DVDs on the shelf next to it. “Oh, look, they have Busty Blondes #37. I seem to remember you having one of these videos back in high school.”
He grabbed her shoulders and tried to steer her away from the shelf. “Not interested.”
Truth was, his inspiration for self sessions had migrated toward pretty Asian women who looked a whole lot like the one standing in the room with him.
“If you’re not into the DVDs, they have magazines, too.” She poked one with her finger. “Though this one appears a bit crusty.”
“Christ, stop touching things. Do you know what men do in here?”
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, Drew, that’s kind of the point. They come in here, watch or read whatever tickles their fancy, and then masturbate into that sanitary little cup right there.”
When she said ‘masturbate’ he thought his head might actually explode. “Avery—”
“Are you worried about hitting your mark? That is kind of a small cup. Want me to go find something bigger?”
God, she was killing him. It would have been so much more bearable if he thought she was kidding, but Avery was drop dead serious. It was a sign of her nervousness that she hadn’t cracked a joke since he got into her Jeep.
He couldn’t do it.
All she had to do was pick up the phone and make the call.
Well, she refused to be a coward, and there was never a better time than now. She dialed, hating herself for holding her breath, and nearly hung up in a panic when he answered,
Her nervous energy got away from her, and words popped out of her mouth before she could think better of them. “Morning! Just calling with your daily sex status report.”
A heartbeat, and then he laughed. “Okay, I’ll bite. How’d I do?”
“Oh, you know, just fine.”
“Fine?” A car door slammed somewhere in the distance.
“Sweetheart, that was a far sight better than ‘fine.’”
She was going to get through this with sheer bravado. The only other option was to sit down and talk about their feelings, which so wasn’t on the menu if Avery had anything to say about it. A little more relaxed now, she settled onto the rocking chair and propped her feet on the chest. “It was a solid six.”
“That’s so cute when you mix up your numbers. Yesterday was a ten.”
She paused, pretending to consider. “Oh, no, definitely not a ten. I would have noticed if Sam Elliott or Sean Connery showed up.”
“You have seriously questionable taste.”
“I do not. I have excellent taste. Those voices…” She sighed, putting a little extra breathiness into it. “Actually, I’m adding Benedict Cumberbatch to that list. He’d be a ten.”
“No. Absolutely not. I draw the line at being outranked by a man with better cheekbones than most women. He is not attractive.”
“Don’t be jealous that you can’t make women come just by talking to them.”
“Two words—phone sex.”
Her laugh died. After what they’d just done, she didn’t like the reminder that he’d rocked other women’s worlds, but she’d better get used to it. This was Drew, and he’d never had a problem with the ladies. “Kudos to you, then.”
His tone shifted, the playfulness disappearing. “What are you doing for lunch?”
You. No, wait, she couldn’t say that. She still didn’t know where they stood. She couldn’t just assume they were going to keep having sex because they were joking about yesterday.
Avery twisted her hair. “I hadn’t decided.”
“I’ll make it easy on you—my place, noon.”
The growl in his voice made her shiver, but she forced a laugh. “Are we going to walk twenty paces and have a shootout?”
“If by shootout, you mean you’re going to come screaming my name, then yes.”
She ran her fingers over his chest, enjoying his well-defined pecs. Drew was in killer shape, and his upper body could seriously fill out a T-shirt. She leaned down and flicked his nipple with her tongue, before moving further south.
His breathing changed as she hovered over the waistband of his sweats, saving her from the debate of if she was really going to make a move on him while he was sleeping. “You going to stop there?”
She looked up to find his eyes open. Stop? Not a chance. “I’m considering.”
“Keep it up and I might have to jump you instead.”
No way was she missing this chance. “Shh. It’s my turn to drive things tonight.”
She hooked his waistband and pulled it down over his hips, the sight of his cock temporarily stealing her breath.
She’d seen him naked a few times, but the impact only seemed to be growing instead of decreasing like it should. Nothing about this was going like it should, from the sex to the forbidden emotions welling up in her chest. She didn’t want to think about that, though.
Not now, maybe not ever.
The only thing she did want occupying her headspace was how good it felt to touch him. She slid down a little further to get comfortable and then gave his cock a slow stroke. Truth be told, she could play with him all night, but she didn’t think his patience would hold for that kind of treatment unless he was tied down.
An idea for later maybe…
She licked up the underside of his cock, earning a hissed breath. Emboldened, she took him in her mouth, as deep as she could manage, mirroring the slow stroke she’d just done with her hand. Drew cursed, his hands spasming in her hair.
Power beat through her. She could drive him out of his mind like this, with just her mouth and her hands. It would be the easiest thing in the world. She moved to shallower strokes, using her tongue to swirl around the head of his cock.
“Avery, I—” She met his gaze as she licked him, and Drew cursed again, louder. “Holy fuck. Come here.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
New York Times & USA TODAY Bestselling Author
Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back.
Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way—as it often does—and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she’d like to write a book and try to get published.
Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding speculative romance. Because, really, who wouldn’t want to write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people?
She now spends her time—when not lost in Far Reach worlds—playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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