METTLE by J.C.
Valentine Spartan Riders, #2
Publication Date: July 26, 2016
Genres: Adult,
Contemporary, MC Romance
Synopsis:
Talia
McKinnon said goodbye to love the day she signed the divorce papers and moved
across the country looking for a fresh start. With work occupying her days and
nights, a relationship is the last thing on her mind, until a run-in with a
hot-as-Hades, leather clad biker changes her mind. He’s everything she
shouldn’t want but has to have. The problem is, he’s not that easy to catch.
Tucker
“Country” Abrams believes in two things: brotherhood and women. He takes his
job seriously and his women hard, but at the end of the day, the only loyalty
he has is to his club. So when a night with a beautiful stranger threatens to
change everything, he’s quick to apply the brakes. But when a little detective
work reveals that Talia may be much more than a one-night stand, Tucker is
tasked with an impossible decision. Will he push her away, or go against every
instinct he has and pull her closer?
EXCERPT: Playing With Fire
Shoving
aside the empty, Tucker ordered a coffee, black, then sat back and waiting for
it to arrive. No sooner than he’d lifted his iPhone from his pocket, preparing
to scroll through his Little Black Book of fine ass bunnies who were always
DTF, the seat next to him became occupied.
Tucker
did not need to look up to notice the female sitting there. Nor did he need to
look to see that she was watching him. He did, however, need to look up at the
sound of that soft as velvet voice.
“Shame,
a man drinking alone on a Friday night.”
Holy
fucking hell. Her voice was pure phone sex operator. His dick swelled
instantly, and Tucker shifted in his seat, his lips curling into a slow smile
as he turned to face her head-on. “Nothin’ wrong with a man drinkin’ alone,
sugar. Now, you on the other hand…” He made a show of eying every inch of her
svelte frame. She was well-covered in a pair of tight black pants and black
halter top laced with fringe, and even though he’d heard that black was
supposed to give that slimming effect, he could tell the thickness of her
thighs wasn’t just because she was short. The woman worked out.
Mmmm.
Thick, solid thighs. She was sitting, so he couldn’t tell for sure, but Tucker
would bet his left nut that she had an ass to match.
She
gave him the same once-over, lingering on the bulge along his inner thigh. A
bold one, she was. Her tawny eyes rose up and met his, the corner of her mouth
and a single eyebrow lifted in amusement. Or perhaps that was appreciation…
“Your
date stand you up?” she asked, lifting her chin toward the phone he still held
in his hand.
Tucker
looked down at the thing, surprised. Forgot he even had it out. A list of
numbers identified by nicknames like Double Mint Twins and Freak Nasty stared
back at him, and suddenly, the need for a quickie had lost its appeal.
Putting
the phone away, Tucker leaned forward, folding his arms on the bar, and stared
into the woman’s amazing eyes. “Looks that way. Broke my heart.” He pouted a
bit, pure show, and she knew it.
“Bitch.”
A smirk played on her perfectly formed rose-petal lips. She leaned a little.
“Just so you know, I’d never break your heart. Now, other things…” She left
that one dangling, sparking Tucker’s intrigue.
“Other
things…” Lifting his hand, Tucker slid the pad of his thumb across his bottom
lip, appraising her once more. “You know, I would not be opposed to see what
kind of ‘things’ you have in mind.”
She
chuckled, a soft, delicate sound, just like everything else about her. “I don’t
know if you could handle the kind of things I’m thinking.”
Tucker’s
eyes narrowed and, deciding to match her boldness, he said, “I can handle
whatever you want to throw at me, sugar. I should warn you, though. It’s you
who might not be able to handle me…” With a start, he realized he hadn’t caught
her name.
Reading
his expression and extending a delicate, fine-boned hand, she said, “Talia. And
I assure you, it’s the other way around.”
And
wasn’t that exactly what he wanted to hear. Grasping her hand firmly, Tucker
held onto it far longer than was necessary. “My friends call me Country, but
you…” He rubbed his thumb across the soft skin on the back of her hand, then
lifted it to his lips, kissing baby soft knuckles that smelled faintly of apple
blossoms. “You can call me Tuck.”
She
grinned, not understanding the significance of him allowing her to call him by
his real name. No woman had ever known him as anything but Country, but
her…There was something about this one that made him want to lose the filter.
Get a little closer.
“Nice
to meet you, Tuck.”
“Exactly
my thoughts, Talia.”
Her
eyes sparkled at his seductive purr, and Tucker did a mental fist pump. Hook.
Line. Sinker.
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Synopsis:
Gabby
Morgan isn’t looking for love. Not even a little romance. Following a rocky
past that she’d just as soon forget, she’s determined to focus on the future.
One that most certainly doesn’t involve the tough-as-nails, short-on-words,
hot-as-hell biker…or his kid. Blake Mahone may not be done with women, but
he’s finished with relationships. Then Gabby Morgan enters the picture. She’s
flawless, refined, and as his kid’s teacher, way out of his league. She acts
like she hates him, but her eyes tell a different story. Before he knows it,
Blake finds himself hot for teacher, and he’s more than ready to learn all her
secrets. Now all he has to do is convince her to give him a shot…without
getting them both killed in the process.
About J.C. Valentine
J.C. Valentine is
the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward
Fighters Series and the Forbidden Series. Her vivid imagination
and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an
early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced
friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry. J.C. earned her
own happily ever after when she married her high school sweetheart. Living in
the Northwest, they have three amazing children and far too many pets and spend
much of their free time together enjoying movies or the outdoors. Among the
many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she
holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her
editing for fellow authors. Sign up for J.C.’s newsletter and never miss a
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