Series: Love Lock Duet #1
uninvited with plans of staying the weekend.
an hour with her, let alone two days.
year of dodging her, nothing has changed.
for her is torture.
it easy; she wants me too.
her mine means ruining my best friend.
Block is the first book in the Love Lock Duet.
you?” Finn clinks his shot glass with mine and sticky amber liquid spills over
the sides onto my fingers.
to my lips, and the Canadian whiskey slides smoothly down my throat, heat
nipping at my gut.
He licks his upper lip. “First a condo, and now a cottage. Damn, just talking
about all that responsibility makes me queasy.”
accept his jab as praise. Praise for a dream come true. They can take all the
pot shots they want, I have no regrets.
burden.” A wide, goofy grin steals my face.
cottage from the Victoria Day long weekend in May—also referred to as May
two-four, which marks the beginning of cottage season, blackflies, and
summer—to Thanksgiving. Who’ll be laughing then?
of laughing, and lots of cold ones. Tonight’s no different, except we’re
celebrating more than the end of the work week. We’re celebrating my new
cottage in Muskoka. Well, it’s not new, rather old actually. A fixer-upper that
cost a fucking fortune. But it’s mine and totally worth it.
about when I’m gonna propose to Cass. That’s enough stress.” He shivers
mockingly but ends up looking like he’s having a seizure.
diapers—our mothers are best friends—and Cassandra Donnelly is his high school
sweetheart. Nothing about marrying her causes him undue stress.
buddy from our high school days, asks about what most would call the ultimate
graduates with her Ph.D. to get down on his bended knee. He already has the
elbow him in the ribs.
Another round on you?”
our usual spirited banter, the top shelf liquor, or both.
That gets the attention of not only the bartender but half the room. Heads spin
toward the ruckus, including a cute blonde a few seats down from us.
gaze. If I wanted, we’d be fucking in under thirty minutes.
lager. Finn called it. At twenty-nine, I’m an adult, already wading through
burgeoning responsibility as a criminal lawyer and the proud owner of not one
but two properties. All I need now is a woman to share my life.
ripples of frost spreading through me. Where the hell did that thought come
horizon. Marriage is a long way off. Came close with Scarlett, my girlfriend of
two years, but we split six months ago. The break was amicable and
can’t make sense of what happened. Even still, if she were here right now
wanting to get back together, I’m not sure that’s what I’d want.
habit than desire. Enough to realize I’m done with meaningless hookups.
suggestively as if I need his approval or permission.
He slaps my shoulder like a coach boosting his player before sending him onto
bartender to settle my bill.
nears with the machine.
his drink and scans the crowd, on the hunt. The guy thinks with his dick.
entrance, with a shit-eating grin swallowing his features. The idiot was
waiting for me, hoping I’d score. His eyebrows climb to his hairline at my solo
night. He follows, bewildered. “But she wanted in your pants.”
“Who the fuck are you, and what did you do with Drew?”
eleven years and lives the bachelor life through Ken and me. He’s beyond
dramatic if we pass up a hookup.
had this chat.
building is a block away, and I can’t get there fast enough. The insanity of my
workload is finally hitting me. I’ve worked my ass off the past few weeks,
knowing I’d be away for the next two.
up for the long hours I’ve been putting in, but sleep has to wait. There’s too
much to do.
this is life or death. Idiot. “The blonde was hot.”
my insides, and brings me to my knees.
Finn’s sister, she’s my younger sister Paige’s best friend. She’s family.
so much as think about making a move on Pippa, he’ll chop off my nuts and feed
them to me.
adjusts my junk. All good.
door to my building. “You crashing here, or what?”
laid tonight. Later, loser.” He pulls out his phone for an Uber.
in the shape of an L.
Pip, or the rest of the brood will come.” He barely glances up from his phone.
known all of them their entire lives and we’re like family, only one of them is
a problem. And if she shows up next weekend, I’m done for.
and she’s the flame. Ignite, blaze, combust.
was intentional. If I was going to keep my relationships with Scarlett, Finn,
and my family, I had to end all contact. But now, with just a mention, I want
to see her. Not a good idea.
uninterested, contradicting the small explosion going on in my chest. “Alec and
Paige are coming, and Ken’s going to take a day or two. I’m good,
I know too well.
up to. I could ask Paige since they live together, but like my absence, my ignorance
She’s the girl I can’t have.
seeing her now might be different. She’s most probably over me and dating.
Dammit. Why’d I have to think about Pippa with another guy? Now I want to punch
a sexy blonde bombshell with the bluest eyes, the longest legs, and the
contemporary romance, romantic suspense, erotica and whatever her heart
desires. She spends most of her time juggling a day job, being a mom, wife, and
writing. She’s a self-professed junkie of many things, including a voracious
fan of music, a born wanderer, a wine aficionado and chocolate connoisseur.