Excerpt & Giveaway: Enemies on Tap by Avery Flynn
Enemies
on Tap
Sweet
Salvation Brewery #1
By:
Avery Flynn
Releasing
July 14th,
2014
Entangled:
Indulgence
Blurb
Brewing
up trouble one pint at a time.
Enemies
What’s
a girl to do when the only person who can help her is the man who
betrayed her? After years away, Miranda returns to Salvation,
Virginia to save her family’s brewery, but her fate is in the hands
of her first lover turned enemy, Logan Martin.
Lovers
Logan,
Salvation’s de facto prince, can’t believe his luck when the
woman who smashed his heart to smithereens walks into his bank asking
for his help. What she doesn’t know is he needs the land her
brewery is on. When she tempts him with a bet—if she wins, he gives
her the loan; if he wins, she forfeits the land—he knows it’s a
sure thing.
An
Irresistible Combination
But
soon it’s a battle between their attraction for each other and
their determination to win, and it’s in each other’s arms that
they realize there might be more at stake now than the bet. With the
town dead set against the Sweet Salvation Brewery’s success, Logan
has to choose between what’s expected of him and what he really
wants—even if helping Miranda means she’ll run out of his life
once again.
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“Tell
me something, Miranda.” Giving into the need ready to eat him
alive, Logan positioned himself between her open legs and placed his
palms flat on either side of her luscious hips.
The
pulse in her neck kept pace with his own rapid heart rate, and his
body throbbed with want. He couldn’t help but inhale a deep breath
of her teasing scent. If he didn’t watch it, he’d be falling for
the enemy. Again.
“What
counts as fair?”
Her
teeth raked across her bottom lip before she sucked it in. “Stop
bribing contractors not to work with me.”
He
shouldn’t just say no, but hell no. That squirrelly guy from the
brewery had been right. Logan hated to lose. Hated. It. But he didn’t
give a rat’s ass about all of that right now, not with Miranda so
close he could count each one of the freckles decorating her cleavage
until they disappeared
beneath
the V of her sweater. Even with the bet and their personal history
hanging over them, he needed to count the freckles hidden by the soft
cashmere.
Could
there be a way if they fought fair? Was he ready to take that bet?
Miranda’s
tongue swiped across the center of her very pink bottom lip, but her
hooded gaze never wavered from his eyes.
Logan
slid his hands over her jeans until his palms lay across her firm
thighs, thumbs against the raised inseam of her jeans. The feel of
her against him heightened everything except his sense of
self-preservation. Fuck it. He was all in.
“I’ll
stop bribing contractors not to work with you.”
The
single sentence hung in the inch of air between them. Tension pulled
his balls tight, and need swirled at the base of his spine. Primal.
Bone deep. All-encompassing. Worlds were created or destroyed in
moments like this.
She
flexed her muscles beneath his touch, leaning forward as her lips
parted. “I don’t want to want you, and this doesn’t change
anything.” Her words brushed against his parted lips, taunting him
with their nearness. “I still hate your guts.”
“Liar.”
His mouth crashed down to hers, and he surrendered to the combustible
cocktail of frustration, lust, and something too new to define
drowning them both.
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Avery
Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted
husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.
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