HIS
TO TAKE
by Katee Robert
Series: Out of Uniform #3.5
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release
Date:
December 7, 2015
Publisher:
Entangled
Brazen
A game of truth or dare gets WAY out
of hand in the sexiest way possible, in Katee Robert’s His to Take.
Fans of Samanthe Beck’s Private Practice or No
Strings Attached by Nicolette Day, will devour the final installment of the Out
of Uniform series by NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author Katee Robert.
Synopsis:
Erin Robinson is having an
epically bad year. Her blossoming career on Broadway tanked, forcing her to
crawl back to home to Wellington. The icing on her failure cake? Her former
on-again, off-again fling is in town, and the sexy Marine is taking up way too
much space.
Warren Davis always knew Erin
was special, which is exactly why he can’t have her. A girl like her deserves
something permanent—something neither of them wants. But now that they’re both
back in town and she’s right there in front of him, a challenge in her eyes
he’s never been able to resist, he’s questioning everything.
That challenge quickly
escalates into an epic game of Truth or Dare. Erin’s sure she’s got him on
lock, but as the night progresses, Warren’s dares intensify, drowning her in
lust. But with the past still breathing down their necks, there’s no way either
of them can win...
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New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling
author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She
found romance novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing
sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time
playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with
what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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Excerpts:
“You haven’t even heard what I’m proposing.”
“I don’t have to. I know you. And as great as an hour of hot
sweaty sex would be, I’m not in the mood.”
That, more than anything else, confirmed there was something
wrong. He tamped down the urge to ask what it was. They weren’t that kind of
friends. Not yet. They were two people who’d hooked up a handful of times in
the last six years. That was it.
That was what he was trying to change.
So he nudged her shoulder, hating that the winter made so
many layers necessary. It was only his imagination making him think he could feel
the heat of her body through her coat from that tiny touch. “Truth or dare,
Freckles?”
Her jaw dropped. “You’re joking.”
“We haven’t done it in years.” Not since the night they met.
“Right. Because we’re grown-ass adults, and truth or dare is
for kids.”
He watched the memories reflected in her hazel eyes. Truth
or dare was how they’d gotten started in the first place. They’d been with a
group of friends down at Mill Creek and someone had suggested the game. It had
been a wild night of the kind of trouble only teenagers could get into, and it
had culminated out in the middle of the creek where another of their friends
dared Erin to kiss Warren.
And, holy fuck, had she kissed him.
Erin looked around. “Since we’re on the same page, why are
we hiding in the Joneses’ old barn? I know Wellingford is pretty countrified
but this is ridiculous.” They’d built a bigger, newer barn on the other side of
their property last year, so this one was only being used for extra storage and
was guaranteed to be deserted, but that didn’t mean she wanted to camp out in
it. She wanted to keep moving, to get back into town and back to their game.
The faster he dealt out another dare to her, the faster she could win and move
on with her life.
He went to his knees in front of her, his big body sliding
between her thighs and spreading her legs. “I still have my dare to complete.”
“Uh, no, you don’t. You completed it back in Miss Nora’s
front yard.” She pointed even as hurt blossomed in her chest. That kiss had
been freaking amazing and he was acting like it hadn’t happened at all.
He shot her a look that stole her breath, his dark eyes so
heated it was a wonder she didn’t melt into a puddle at his feet. “That wasn’t
a kiss.”
“I was there. Pretty sure it was a kiss.”
He pulled off one of her boots and then the other, and she
was so shocked that she let him. Warren ran his hands up her legs, making her
wish she’d worn something flimsier than her favorite pair of jeans. “I don’t
know who you’ve been kissing over the last year, but they obviously haven’t
been doing it properly.”
She bit her lip when his chilled fingers brushed the top of
her jeans, slipping beneath her shirt to stroke along her skin. Why was she
trying to argue her way out of this…whatever it was? “I’ve been kissed plenty
fine in the last year.”
“No, you haven’t.” He abruptly tightened his grip and jerked
her to the very edge of the bench.
Her breath stalled out, and she could only watch as he
unbuttoned her jeans and worked them down her legs, never taking his gaze from
her face. Erin licked her lips. “How would you know?”
“Because, Freckles, you haven’t been kissed by me.”
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