Better In Bed, the end

It’s always hard to say goodbye to a character or a series. Better In Bed was one of the first series I started writing. It took me almost three years to finish all the books, but I’m both happy and sad to say it’s finally complete.

The seventh and final book released a week ago. Drink For It is about Luke, a brewery owner, who thinks he’s not cut out for love, until love herself walks back into his life, and his bar, with a chip on her shoulder and a mission.

Heather has no idea why Luke ran off the first time they were together, but she doesn’t really care. Are you buying that? Heather decides to take advantage of their situation and get something out of it, because well… Luke gives really good orgasms.

They both got a little more than they bargained for when those fun orgasms come with messy feelings.

Excerpt from Drink For It

Luke couldn’t get rid of the goofy smile on his face if he tried. He didn’t really try, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

After Heather left the day before, he went out to see Al. Thankfully, the man hadn’t asked for details, but he made it clear he knew exactly what happened with Heather. Luke told him everything was good. He’d play her little game until the wedding and if he still wanted her, which he was sure he would, he’d tell her. And ask her to give him another chance.

The phone in the office rang while he was daydreaming about a future with Heather. Luke yanked the phone off the cradle and said, “Luke’s Brew Pub. How can I help you today?”

“Hi, I’d like to leave a message. Is that possible?”

Luke grabbed his message pad and said, “Sure. Who’s the message for?”

“Luke. The owner. Could you tell him Heather can’t make the meeting today and I’ll see him Saturday with Allison and Cole?”

Anger kicked him in the gut. “Why can’t you make it?”

“Something came up,” she said after a pause. “Please tell him I’m sorry.”

“Heather, this is Luke. What’s going on?”

“Oh, um, sorry. I didn’t recognize your voice. I have another appointment today that I can’t miss. I’ll just see you Saturday when Allison and Cole are back in town.”

“Why?”

She sighed. “I just told you, Luke.”

“No,” he said, knowing he was being an ass. “You’re avoiding telling me anything. What’s going on Heather? Talk to me.”

“Talk to you? No, Luke. You’re not my boyfriend. You’re not even my friend. You’re the guy I’m sleeping with for now.”

“And the guy who owns the place where your best friend is having her wedding,” he growled, knowing she’d do anything for Allison.

She gasped. “You wouldn’t dare back out on them, Luke. Even you aren’t that cold.”

Even him? What the fuck did that mean? “What’s going on, Heather?”

“Nothing,” she huffed, letting him know it was definitely not nothing.

“Are you afraid to see me again?”

“Of course not,” she protested, her voice rising.

“Why don’t you want to see me?” he pressed. Was it that she was getting too attached or not attached enough?

“I told you, Luke. Something came up. I’ll see you this weekend. Okay? Bye.”

She hung up. Frankly, he was surprised it took her as long as it did to hang up on him, but it still irritated him. She was avoiding him. He could tell. He knew it.

What got to him was why.

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