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Title: Captain Author: Lauren Rowe Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance Release Date: May 15, 2017 From, Lauren Rowe, the USA Today and International bestselling author of The Club Series and Ball Peen Hammer comes a sexy standalone romance: Captain. It wasn’t the way this kind of story was supposed to go . . . Insta-love isn’t supposed to turn into insta-hate. But that’s exactly what happened when the hot-as-hell dreamboat I met in a bar turned out to be a lying, cheating scumbag-player-douche looking for nothing but a little side action. Jerk. And he has the nerve to call me a liar and a “sociopath”? Assh*le. And now, three months later, through a mind-blowing series of events I couldn’t have predicted in a million years, it turns out my boss is marrying his sister in Hawaii and I’ve got to play nice with him for an entire freaking week. Okay, sure, I’ll put on a happy face this week and act like I’ve never even met the jerk ...

Ready the Pickles,  Keane Morgan is finally here! Meet Keane in this STANDALONE romantic comedy!  (No Prior reading required) BUY NOW!! Amazon US:  http://amzn.to/2a5ezvc Amazon UK:  http://amzn.to/29XGgau iBooks:  http://apple.co/2aisFfT Nook:  http://bit.ly/2a9KfDc Kobo:  http://bit.ly/2alSfU0 Blurb   Keane Morgan wouldn’t return any of my calls or texts, and I was pissed as hell about it. I didn’t want to drive from Seattle to L.A. with the guy any more than he wanted to drive with me, but I had no frickin’ choice in the matter--at least, not if I...

Keane Morgan wouldn’t return any of my calls or texts, and I was pissed as hell about it. I didn’t want to drive from Seattle to L.A. with the guy any more than he wanted to drive with me, but I had no frickin’ choice in the matter--at least, not if I wanted to use his brother Dax’s coveted parking spot at UCLA. Okay, so it turned out Keane was objectively gorgeous, and, fine, pretty funny, too. But did he have to be so damned in love with himself? I mean, jeez, the cocky way he flashed those dimples was just so orchestrated. And, honestly, what kind of guy uses the phrase “baby doll” with a straight face? Oh, that’s right: the kind of guy who’s a male stripper. Yup, the cocky jerk turned out to be Seattle’s answer to Magic Mike, a stripper known as “Ball Peen Hammer”--which meant Keane Morgan was emphatically not the kind of guy I’d ever fall for. Not. At. All. No freakin’ way. Well, until Keane convinced me to fall for him, that is. Which I did. ...

Excerpt Keane looks around the small motel room while I sit in a rickety chair, watching him. He seems nervous, though I can’t imagine why. Isn’t this what he does for a living? “There isn’t a lot of room to maneuver in here,” Keane says, biting the inside of his cheek. “I’m not gonna be able to do most of my usual moves.”             “No judgment here,” I say. “Just jiggle a little bit and I’m sure I’ll be duly impressed.”             Keane rolls his eyes....