Exclusive Excerpt: The Careless Boyfriend by Erika Kelly

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From award-winning author Erika Kelly comes the third standalone title in her smoking hot series about four elite athlete brothers raised in the Tetons by their eccentric, billionaire dad and uncle, The Bad Boyfriend Series! Don’t miss your chance to meet the swoony Gray Bowie in THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND! Grab your copy today!

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Gray Bowie broke the bro code: he fell in love with his best friend’s girlfriend.

For years, he hid his feelings…until one terrible night, it all came to a head.

Since her life blew up in high school, Knox Holliday has spent her time honing her skills as a couture wedding dress designer. But, just weeks before her debut, a freak accident wipes out her collection. The culprit: her ex’s former best friend, Gray Bowie.

Gray does everything he can to get her career back on track. As they work together, they find forgiveness and start to stitch together something that looks a lot like love. But, at the very moment they realize they have a chance for something real, her ex comes back to town, bringing opportunities Gray can’t provide.

This time, Gray’s not going to step aside, so he can only hope Knox will hold onto his heart.

She’s his dream, but will he be hers?

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“Actually, you know what I want, what I really, really want? I want to drive. No destination. Just…drive. You and me, in the truck.”

“Highway or four-wheelin’?”

“You did not just ask me that question.” Her smile lit up the cab, and he wanted to bathe in it, read by it, live inside its heat.

Just ahead was a turn-out that headed across the meadow and right to the base of the mountain. He took it. She reached for the radio, flicked it on, and played around until she found a song she liked.

Rolling down her window, she stuck her arm outside and danced along with the country tune. It threw him back to high school, when they’d drive aimlessly, blasting tunes. When he’d loved her, wanted her, but couldn’t have her.

Only this time he could have her. And, damn, if that didn’t make his blood hot.

The truck lurched, then bounced along the rutted road. At the base of the mountain, he shot her a questioning look, and she nodded, a gleam in her eyes. So, he floored it, clots of dirt pinging against the truck, the growl of the engine overpowering the radio.

She turned up the volume, singing along with the country tune. The narrow road didn’t afford him a chance to watch her. He wanted to see her skirt ride up, exposing more of her tights-covered thighs, her hair flying in the chilly breeze. Wanted to get his hands and mouth on her.

At the first turn-out, he pulled off, drove right up to the edge and killed the lights. Jackson Hole spread out before them, clusters of light indicating the small towns spread out within the basin.

Just as the song ended, another one came on. “Oh, I love this one. Come on.” She threw open the door and started dancing. He cut the engine but kept the radio on and, when she drifted out of sight, he got out of the truck. Knox was rocking out, her hips swaying, arms waving, completely letting loose. Every now and then she’d double over, letting the tips of her hair brush the ground, then fling back up, a cascade of shimmering beauty. Her ass shook, and he wanted to clutch it, but if he did that, she’d stop dancing and singing, and that wouldn’t do.

He lowered the back of the truck and leapt onto it, sitting on the edge to watch her dance in the moonlight.

She held her arms out to him. “Dance with me.”

Not a chance would he miss the show.

“Come on, sexy pants.” With a hand on her stomach, she rocked her hips slowly as she got low to the ground then climbed back up. She cupped her hand, fingers waving him over. “Get over here.”

He shook his head, joy filling his body to overflowing. She was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.

The song ended, and the next one was slower. A ballad. She sashayed over to the truck, hitching a foot onto the bed and climbing on. Eyes on him, teeth biting into that plump lower lip, she made her way over to him, crooking a finger. She didn’t know what all that untamed hair did to him. Didn’t know that her playful smile made his heart pound furiously.

 

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Grab your copy of  THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND in eBook or paperback today!

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And don’t miss the first two standalones titles in The Bad Boyfriends Series, THE WORLD’S WORST BOYFRIEND and THE HEARTLESS BOYFRIEND! Grab your copies today!

THE WORLD’S WORST BOYFRIEND

THE HEARTLESS BOYFRIEND

 

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About Erika Kelly:

Award-winning author Erika Kelly has been spinning romantic tales all her life–she just didn’t know it. Raised on the classics, she didn’t discover romantic fiction until later in life. From that moment on, she’s been devouring the genre and has found her true voice as an author. Over three decades she’s written poems, screenplays, plays, short stories, and all kinds of women’s fiction novels. Married to the love of her life and raising four children, she’s lived in two countries and seven states, but give her pen and paper, a stack of good books, and a steaming mug of vanilla chai latte and she can make her home anywhere.

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