Title: Gotcha
Published by: Enchanted Publications
Release Date: December 20th, 2017
Genre: ,
Pages: 21
ISBN13: 9781386330806
ASIN: B078JSW3D3

The Romance Reassignment Bureau puts right what Fate has wronged. Ben Rigby and his team are the best agents in the business. When they receive a double assignment for the same night, they are forced to examine their true purpose in the matters of love and fate.

After the wrong halves of each couple meet by accident, can Ben, his team, or even Fate stop these opposites from attracting?

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EXCERPT

 

“I'm just on my way into my aunt's bakery. Have you been in yet?” Sam asked and pointed to the store with the purple sign.

 

“I have not. I'm not big on sweets.” His schedule and career demanded he be in top physical condition at all times.

 

“It's not all sugar-filled crap. I'm here to pick up these amazing muffins my aunt makes for my team before each game. They've got protein and carrots and some other good stuff, but they taste amazing. Come on, you have to try one.” Sam pushed Jackson's shoulder toward the shop.

 

A glimpse of a blonde dancing around the shop caught his attention, and he found himself walking toward the door without responding to Sam's invitation.

 

Once inside, Jackson was mesmerized at the blonde as she danced to the Sugarhill Gang's Apacheblaring through the store speakers. He couldn't take his eyes off her. Blonde waves flowed passed her shoulders with dark pink coloring the tips. Her round breasts heaved with every move to the beat. The curve of her hips enthralled him in a way no other pair had in the entirety of his thirty-three years.

 

Jackson stood next to Sam through the entire scene. The song ended, and the blonde bowed as the rest of the customers hollered and clapped in approval.

 

“Thank you! Thank you!” she exclaimed out of breath.

 

Sam wolf whistled and caught her attention.

 

Jackson felt a million volts surging through him when those brilliant blue eyes met his own. A large lump formed in his throat the second her lips curled upward.

 

“Sammie!” The blonde hugged Sam and stepped back to look Jackson over from head to toe. “Who is your friend?”

 

“This is Judge James. Judge, this is my aunt, Quinn Farley.”

 

“So nice to finally put eyes on the famous Judge James. My brother and sister-in-law are forever in your debt for helping bring Sam and Alex into our family.” Her eyes had a genuine, playful sparkle while she spoke.

 

“You can call me Jackson.” He stuck out his hand for her to shake. Once enveloped with hers, his hand warmed, the sensation slithered up his arm and throughout his entire body. She was nothing like any woman he'd desired before. The spark within him bloomed to a point he could no longer control. It scared the hell out of him.

 

“And you can call me Quinn or baker lady. I respond to either.” Her light laugh spiked his heartbeat higher than when he ran full out.

 

Sam coughed and brought Jackson back to his senses. He let go of Quinn's hand and crossed his arms over his chest, his hands balled into fists.

 

“Judge needs to try some of your muffins.”

 

Jackson's mind went to a not so innocent place, and he held back the growl pleading to get out.

 

“Good thing I made some extras.” Quinn walked behind the glass display case full of muffins, pastries, and cakes. She placed a large box on the case then plucked a muffin from a tray and put it on a plate. “On the house.”

 

Jackson mumbled a thank you and picked up the muffin. If he were to describe the first bite as heaven, the second could only be called utopia. The blend of cinnamon, vanilla, carrots, and walnuts along with a host of other ingredients derived a pleasure so intense he almost lost his balance.

 

Quinn rushed up behind him and held him upright. “You okay?”

 

Jackson swallowed and turned to her with a smile. “This is the best thing I've ever tasted.”