#Promo & #Excerpt Jude (The Saints #2) by Kathy Coopmans #NewRelease #Series #TheSaintsSeries @AuthorKCoopmans

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#Promo & #Excerpt Jude (The Saints #2) by Kathy Coopmans #NewRelease #Series #TheSaintsSeries @AuthorKCoopmans

#Promo & #Excerpt Jude (The Saints #2) by Kathy Coopmans #NewRelease #Series #TheSaintsSeries @AuthorKCoopmansJude by Kathy Coopmans
Series: The Saints #2
on February 28th, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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I faked my way long enough by keeping my mouth shut, painting a fake smile on my face and focusing hard on my job. I quit going out to find that random piece of ass.
Not a one of them would stand up to her anyway.
She hates me, loathes me even.
Little does Vivian Shepard know IÔÇÖve got more tricks up my sleeve than she will ever begin to imagine to get her to change her mind, to get my chance.
IÔÇÖm not giving up.
I want her, and by God, IÔÇÖll fight as dirty as I can get to have her.
No matter what!


Of course, I knew it was a one- night stand.
ItÔÇÖs was the perfect night before all hell broke loose to be quite honest.
Drinking, talking and flirting.
One I relished in as I tried to gravitate my mind back to solid ground after soaring so high I could feel the rush of flying.
My stomach dipped, my heart fluttered, and my toes curled inward and then I splattered to the hard surface of the ground.
Jude Westbrooke opened his big fat mouth.
He ruined it, ruined me, ruined it all.


ÔÇ£We need to talk.ÔÇØ I finally manage to pull away from her. My eyes are diverting from her mouth to her soaked t-shirt. ÔÇ£Fuck,ÔÇØ I snarl. Her pink nipples are standing out against the wet fabric, which is white and very thin. My gaze darkens the further south it goes, down to her tiny little pink and white shorts that are saturated. Rivulets of water are dripping down her long, toned legs, dripping off her silky skin to mix with the giant puddle on the floor.

ÔÇ£You look absolutely beautiful, Red.ÔÇØ

ÔÇ£What in the hell are you doing here, Jude? ItÔÇÖs a monsoon out there. And what gives you the right to barge into my house and attack me like that, anyway? Have you lost your mind?ÔÇØ She shoves me back a step and climbs off the counter, nearly falling on her ass in the process. Slippery when wet, baby! The spell is broken.

ÔÇ£I didnÔÇÖt lose my mind. You fucking stole it. I canÔÇÖt stop thinking about you, and no matter what you try and say, I know damn well you donÔÇÖt want me to. So we are talking, goddamn it!ÔÇØ I yell.

ÔÇ£Well, that sure didnÔÇÖt sound like talking to me. And take your mind back. I donÔÇÖt want it.ÔÇØ Liar.

ÔÇ£No, darling, it wasnÔÇÖt talking. What that was, was several months of pent-up frustration over wanting more of what you gave me the night we met. What that was, was me telling you that IÔÇÖm not a man who walks away from something he knows is rare. You want to give me my mind back, then let me give you something more to stew about in that pretty head of yours. You are so full of shit if you think for one second IÔÇÖm buying the piss-ass excuse that you donÔÇÖt want me. And before your head gets all rattled and you start spewing more of your shit, IÔÇÖm not talking about sex, Vivian. IÔÇÖm talking about you. The woman I know is in there, but is too fucking stubborn to let the best side of her out. I want that woman. The woman I met before I fucked shit up. The woman I want to ask out on a date. So, you know what? IÔÇÖm here to tell you that once you decide to let that woman emerge, you give me a call.ÔÇØ

I turn to leave and grab the door handle. IÔÇÖm so fucking mad she isnÔÇÖt trying to stop me like she should that I could spit nails into this door. Hammer this goddamn thing shut.

ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm telling you right the hell now, Vivian, that if you donÔÇÖt call me, then you are wasting what I know for a goddamn fact would be the greatest gift given to me, which is you.ÔÇØ


About Kathy Coopmans

Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.
After raising her children she decided to publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.
She now writes full time.
She's a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and Tennis.
She's a giver and will do anything she can to help another person succeed!

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