Repossess – Jennifer Foor
Coming February 24th
Raised by my four brothers, I'm the poster girl of a
hot-mess. A sucker for cheating assholes and shitty friends.
It's the reason I've come home.
The only reason!
I arrive to find the family business in shambles. My
brothers have managed to run it into the ground. With new competition, the
stakes are high, especially when I realize whose stealing all of the business
out from under us.
Seeing him again isn't the hard part.
I'm over Crane Lord, his cocky, dangerous sex appeal, his
criminal ways of getting by, and how
he used to own every part of me.
He's the enemy. I don't want him.
I can't.
Shit!
*Contains Adult Language and Content. Some sexual
situations*
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2iedANb
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01MS66N2Q
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
A Maryland native who spends
most of her time devising a plan to live off the land on some remote island,
where no one will ever find her.
She is a married mother of two
kids, who may or may not drive her completely bonkers. In her spare time she
enjoys shooting pool, camping and spending time with friends and family.
EXCERPT
The driver pulls into the parking lot of my chosen location and
spats off the amount I owe him. I pull out my ex’s bank card and wait. When he
gives me a paper to sign, I tip him a hundred bucks. He graciously thanks me
with his Russian accent, in which I return an easy smile and tell him it was my
pleasure.
I’m spiteful and it feels so fucking good.
Revenge to me is like a fine aged wine is to a hoity-toity Stepford
wife. It’s my happy place where I know I won’t be a victim of my stupidity.
My day is spent on a new tattoo; a piece representing the lying
douchebag who doesn’t have a clue who he’s dealing with. It’s a giant cockroach
with a vividly detailed Chuck Taylor slamming down on it. Underneath it states,
‘paybacks are a bitch and so am I’. Every single second of the needle
penetrating my skin absolved the time and effort I’d put forth on another
failed relationship. I’ve been around guys my whole life. He’s a dime a dozen.
My only regret was getting serious in the first place. I should have learned a
long time ago that you can’t count on anyone, at least not anyone I know.
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