The minute any woman walks into my bar, I can tell two things about her: what she wants to drink, and how she likes to f*ck.
I’m Cash: bartender at the hottest bar in Atlanta. I’ve got girls lining up around the block, and they all know the rules: no strings, no promises, and no morning-after snuggling. You want brunch? Call your sister. You want the best sex of your life? Call me. Or better yet, just drop by the bar anytime. Clothing optional.
There’s a reason they call me a sexy bastard. And yes, I really am that good.
Cash is certainly not Mr. Right, but hell if I don’t want him to be Mr. Right Now.
That’s it. Throwing caution to the wind, I lean into him and kiss him right on the lips.
He tastes like champagne and mint. It’s a quick kiss. I draw away much sooner than I would like, but it’s just as good the second time around. It clouds my head, and for the first time in forever I don’t care about my job or promotion.
Staring into my eyes, he tucks my hair behind my ear and with both hands grasping my face kisses me harder, rougher. It’s a wake-up call for my body. Every nerve’s cell tunes in to see what his hands will do next. Logically, I should stop and thank Cash for the rescue and tell him this can’t go any further, but the pleasure pooling between my legs says keep this fucking going. I thread my fingers into his hair and pull him closer.
Damn. Cash wasn’t lying. His mouth is magic. Until he pulls away. Again.
Again. I let out a noise of frustration and he chuckles.
“Easy there, sweetheart.”
“We were just getting to the good part,” I grab his shirt again, but he backs off.
“Trust me, this isn’t the good part. But I’m saving that until you’re sober.”
“I’m fine!” I protest, my blood still singing from the kiss. I want him. Now.
Cash shakes his head. “Let me put it like this.” He traces a slow, burning path up the side of my bare arm, until I swear I’m panting. “If you fuck me tonight, it’ll be about him. And when I take you – because sweetheart, you best believe, I’m going to be the one doing the taking – I’m going to be the only one on your mind. Until you can’t manage a single thought, other than ‘yes, Cash. More, Cash.’ Understand?"
I nod, slowly, because I don’t have a choice. Then Cash stands, and offers me his arm. Chivalrous, like he just didn’t promise to fuck my brains out. “Now, let’s get you home.”
I fell in love with Cash when I first met him in Hard, Ryder's story (book #1). Where Ryder is a strong, arrogant, hard and MMA fighter, Cash is a fun-loving, notorious womanizer, and cocky bartender. But, both men are definitely Sexy Bastards. Cash always has a sexual innuendos comeback for the ladies. I so wanted Cash's story to be next in the Sexy Bastard series. Cash is one of those guys you just love to see them fall in love, that big smile you get when you see the clever women that brings these sexy guys to their knees.
Cash is gorgeous, fun, and cocky guy. But, Cash is running from a horrible past. He thought that by separating from his family/father and living his life in the here and now, his past would stay hidden. But, Cash's parents isn't going to let him hide forever. And it's not just Cash's past that threatens his new life that he made for himself.The beautiful lawyer Savannah is changing his carefree womanizing ways.
Savannah has a past she is trying to escape, too. And a guy like Cash is a big NO, NO, especially after what her ex Tanner did to her. Cash was supposed to be a quick fling to rub off her tarnish ex. But thanks to her traitorous heart when it comes to smooth talking, beautiful dimples face Cash, Savannah just can't resist the sexy bastard.
Cash and Savannah's past is catching up fast with them, and they’re going to have to deal with it before they can even think about a future together. Cash and Savannah's romance is hilarious and steamy hot in the bedroom. I recommend Cash as a must read.
Strong. Arrogant. Hard. Ryder Cole is the King of Atlanta’s nightlife — and the one man who can erase my past.
But what happens when the past catches up with me, and all the things I’m hiding from tear our lives apart again? I can’t keep running forever, and Ryder always wins. He's not the kind of guy to let me go gently, Ryder will give it to me hard.
Eve Jagger is a native of Georgia and is a true southern girl at heart. A stay at home mom to two kids, she's married to a sexy man who doesn’t mind being used as research for those naughty scenes. Eve cut her teeth writing in high school and college, but it wasn’t until recently that she got the itch to write a full length novel. She loves complex, emotionally-charged characters and wild, sexy leading men. Hard: A Sexy Bastard Book releases at the end of April 2015 and she can’t wait for you to meet her characters that occupy her mind 24/7! Eve loves to talk and meet people on social media, so be sure and touch base with her on Facebookhttps://www.facebook.com/evejaggerbooks or Twitter https://twitter.com/evejwrites.