TROUBLE by Adriana Locke


Trouble by Adriana Locke

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Synopsis: 

She wants something real. He wants something now. Together they’re trouble in USA Today bestselling author Adriana Locke’s sexy and funny twice-in-a-lifetime love story. 


With his shameless grin and let’s-play swagger, carpenter Penn Etling leaves women wanting in Dogwood Lane. What do they get?
Avery Perry knows: a one-night stand. She’s been there. She remembers every hot pulse as if it were yesterday. But Penn? He doesn’t remember a thing. Now he’s making new moves, and Avery’s not falling for trouble…again.
Is she? 
How could the beautiful stranger resist him? Avery is going to be a challenge for the bad boy. She’s the kind of woman who digs deep—deep enough to see there’s more to Penn than meets the eye. But first she has to give him a chance. She has to say yes.
Could she also be the woman to make him change his playboy ways? When these two come together, it’s hard to pull them apart. But with love and trust on the line, can Avery and Penn get what they both want?
This time for keeps?






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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Adriana Locke is the USA Today bestselling author of the Gibson Boys series and Tumble and Tangle in the Dogwood Lane series. She lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana created her own. She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, two dogs, two cats, and a bird. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather’s nice, and there’s always a piece of candy in her pocket. Besides cinnamon gummy bears, boxing, and random quotes, her next favorite thing is chatting with readers. She’d love to hear from you! Find out more at www.adrianalocke.com.

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The Gibson Boy Collection by Adriana Locke is Live! 

The Gibson Boys Collection is a feel good, small town series featuring blue collar alpha males and smart, capable heroines. Sweet and steamy, the Gibson Boys enjoys favorite tropes such as second-chance romance, blue collar vs silver spoon, enemies to lovers, and more.

Fall madly in love with this relatable, unforgettable family by USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke. This set includes four full-length novels and one novella.


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CRAZY by Adriana Locke

Series: Gibson Boys (Book 5)
Release Date: September 9, 2019

Synopsis:
Love is crazy. 

Peck Ward, the sweet, small-town mechanic, isn’t sure it’s for everyone. Least of all him. His life is chaotic enough without adding the pressure of a relationship. Besides, unrequited love is a real thing and he’s kind of over it. 

This works out perfectly until a certain someone throws a wrench—pun intended—into his plans. As they go from adversaries to friends to possibly something more, things get complicated. After all, they know how this story ends. It’s not with them together. 

His easy grin is enough to win her over. Her unabashed personality does him in. But are they ready to accept the fact that sometimes you don’t find love where you’re looking for it? Sometimes you find it in the most unexpected, craziest places.

REVIEW – 4.5 STARS

This book was so wonderful yet also had my heart feeling like it was squashed in a vice. Peck was so vulnerable, so lost under that cheeky grin and cocky attitude – it really did hide the true person underneath. I knew I’d love Peck but came nowhere near guessing just how much that would be.

His significant other was a bit of a surprise and quite different to what first impressions suggested. She was everything I’d want in a special someone for Peck. Loved this story.

The writing is typical Adriana Locke, giving you all the feels and leaving you will a huge satisfied smile. The story is so well written it takes no effort to read and I found myself both laughing and crying at various times during this book. I’d been so looking forward to this book that I was almost afraid it wouldn’t live up to the hype or my expectations. Foolish me, of course it did – it even surpassed them because that’s what this author does best.

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Smooth. Sexy. Irresistible.

Those qualities equal only one thing.

Big. Freaking. Trouble.


Brynne Calloway knows that anything that seems too good to be true usually is. Fenton Abbott and his cashmere voice, Adonis body, and a magnetism like no other clearly falls into that category. But what’s life without a little risk?

It was supposed to be a rebound, an uncomplicated escape from reality. But nothing ever goes as planned. Fenton turns out to be so much more … in ways Brynne never sees coming.

Editorial Reviews:

“Sexy and hot with page sizzling romance. Fenton Abbott is the picturesque book boyfriend who will have you swooning and wishing you wore bikinis.”
– Heidi McLaughlin, NYT and USA Today Best Selling Author

“Wherever It Leads lead me exactly where my heart needed to be. Locke has developed complex characters, a story with depth, unexpected turns, and sexy twists. A ✮✮✮✮✮ read for me.”
– SL Scott, NYT and USA Today Best Selling Author

“Locke has a way of always adding an element of danger and intrigue to her stories that’s just understated enough to allow the love story to shine through. This one is no different. I loved it!”
– Mandi Beck, author of the Caged Love Series


“Hands down, Wherever It Leads is Adriana Locke’s best work to date!”
Shera, Book Lovers Obsession

“This a fun, flirty and sexy read with a bit of mystery and intrigue. Pure unadulterated fantasy!”
– Dawn, Blushing Babes Are Up All Night Book Blog

Chapter One
Fenton

“Tell him I got his message yesterday and I don’t need him to blow me. But thank him for the offer.”

Grabbing the nearest shopping cart and sliding it in front of me, I toggle the phone against my shoulder. It nearly slides off my rigid muscles, a mix of workout fatigue and work stress setting up shop across my back.

Duke sighs through the phone, not even pretending to hide his frustration. “Fenton, that’s not true,” he says, exasperation thick in his voice. “He didn’t ask to blow you.”

“Obviously it’s not fucking true. I just want to hear him have to deny it.”

“You know what? Just forget I called. I’ll come up with a response myself.”

“That’s probably the best idea you’ve had yet.”

Duke sighs again, louder this time. I’m sure I’ve been an asshole to deal with since I hired him, but I gave him plenty of warning what he was getting into. This entire situation, the one he was hired to deal with, has been a complete clusterfuck from the start. There’s nothing more vexing than being able to fix a problem and having your hands tied behind your back while being needled that the problem exists. I know it exists. I’m keenly aware and no one wants it fixed more than me.

“I’ll just tell them the status hasn’t changed.”

“I could’ve taken care of this,” I bite out.

“I know. I know.”

“And they wouldn’t let me.”

“I. Know.”

“I know you know. Try to impart some of that knowledge to them. I’m playing by their rules right now, but I’m starting to lose patience with their—”

“Fenton, you have to play by their rules. Otherwise—”

“I’m heading into the store,” I interrupt. “The service is going to get shitty.”

“Talk soon,” Duke says, ready to end the conversation anyway, and the line clicks off. I shove my phone into the pocket of my black athletic pants. My jaw pulses, the buzz from this morning’s workout now vanished.

Ignoring the eyes of an uptight man perusing the apples, I skirt my cart left to avoid interaction. I have no idea why I chose today of all days to do my own grocery shopping. I could’ve waited three damn days until my housekeeper gets back from vacation.

Steering clear of the apples and the negative energy rolling off the shopper, I head towards the bananas. I need to find the optimism I had five minutes ago before Duke called from the office and ruined my Saturday morning.

The bananas are organic and perfectly ripe, so I pluck a bunch off the podium. I start to push away, but the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. A ruffle of unease scatters through my subconscious. I pause mid-step and glance around the store. People mill about, minding their own business, nothing out of the ordinary. I start to push away again when I spy the offender. A black piece of plastic peeks out from behind a bundle of bananas, the overhead light ricocheting off it and catching my eye.

I reach behind the produce and pull out a black cell phone. Turning it over in my hand, it looks no worse for wear. I press the round button on the bottom and the screen lights up.

Staring back at me are two gorgeous girls, probably a couple of years younger than me. Mid-twenties, I’d say. The dark-headed one is flashing a peace sign in a barely there white bikini. She’s hot as fuck. But it’s the blonde that draws my attention. She sits crossed-legged in shorts and a tank top on the beach, her hair falling around her narrow shoulders. Her body is covered, her stance demure, but there’s something striking about her that I can’t pinpoint. I almost can’t look away. Her blue-green eyes taunt me, tease me with a look that’s downright beguiling. The touches of vulnerability hidden behind her confidence intrigue me, make me want to hear her voice and know what she’s thinking.

Laughing at my ridiculousness despite the heat rolling in my blood, I skim the store again. No one seems to be searching for the phone.

I glance back down and my gaze goes immediately to the blonde. The curve of her hip has my thumb gliding over the screen.

I should turn the phone in to management. It’s the logical, responsible thing to do.

My feet don’t move.

Losing your phone in the bananas doesn’t exactly shout responsibility.

Taking a deep breath, I ponder my options. I can turn it in to Lost and Found and hope that they actually give it to her if she comes looking. Or . . . I could try to get in touch with her myself.

Keep telling yourself you’re playing the Good Samaritan.

Leaning against the produce display, I do a quick analysis. The odds of her finding it at the Help Desk aren’t great. Maybe fifty-fifty. Some bagger boy will probably see the lock screen and take it to the bathroom and jerk off. The odds of that are phenomenal. The odds of me breaking the passcode aren’t great either, but if possible, would greatly increase her chances of getting it back.

And the chance for me to see those eyes in person.

I type in 0000.

“Try again” flashes on the screen.

1234.

“Try again.”

Steering the cart with my elbows towards the customer service desk, I run through possible passwords before I commit to my final try. I have one more chance before it locks me out for good and I have no choice but to turn it over to Bagger Boy and his bathroom break.

I go for 1111, another overused password.

It makes a clicking sound and the lock screen opens. The phone toggles in my hands, my jaw dropping in disbelief. It worked. The home screen is filled with apps over shiny gold wallpaper, waiting to be explored.

Should I or shouldn’t I?

My thumb glances over the photo album and I see the first photo.

I definitely should.