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Gorgeous by Kristy Marie



Title: Gorgeous

Series: Commander in Briefs #2
Author: Kristy Marie
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 17, 2018




Blurb

Breck:
My name is Brecklyn Brannon, and I’m not who I claim to be.

A year ago, I packed up my promising life in the city for a man I saw only
once.

Accepting a temporary job with Cade and four blazing hot veterans should have
been my way in.

Except, Cade acts like he would rather be tortured than speak to me.

He can resist all he wants, but I made a promise that I intend to keep.

Even if it costs me everything.





Cade:

I’ve watched her for over a year.

There’s something about her that seems familiar… but now that she’s living here
for two weeks, I could care less what it is.

I just want her gone.

Breck is temptation personified, and some lines can't be crossed.

I'm Major Cade Jameson, and I made a promise, too.

One that I can't break.

No matter how hard IT gets.












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Excerpt

Cade Jameson has entered the building, and holy alien
babies, he’s wearing a motherfucking tank top with his dress shirt hanging
open. Those delicious pecs toy with my emotions as they flex underneath the
snug fabric, taunting me with ridiculous requests like: Bite me, Breck.

Crazy, right?

But Cade has some serious voodoo going on because I take an
unintended step in his direction when he snaps, “Are you seriously getting him
drunk, Hayes?” Cade charges over to the two drunks and snatches the bottle of
liquor from the table before turning and pouring it down the sink.

“Aw! Come on, Major. I was just having a little fun with
him. He had some nerves.”

Cade mumbles something low that sounds a lot like stupid
motherfuckers
.

“Cade.” Theo’s glassy eyes meet mine like he just realized I
was here. And then he smirks at me. “Jameson,” he mutters.

“Don’t talk to me right now, Von Bremen. Commander is going
to be fucking pissed that you’re drunk two hours before the wedding.”

“Jameson.”