Her bourbon-flavored kisses threaten his carefully constructed boundaries.
A TASTE OF YOU
Bourbon Brothers #3
Teri Anne Stanley
Releasing July 3, 2017
Nick Baker is back in Kentucky just long enough to get his wayward dad back on his feet. Then he’s gone. Unfortunately, he can’t resist helping Eve, the sexy distiller-in-distress, whose addictive, bourbon-flavored kisses threaten his carefully constructed boundaries. And if he can’t rein himself in, the uncomfortable secrets of past will nail him to the wall…
They were alone. Eve was suddenly nervous. What was the deal? She wanted to ask Nick if the incident in the truck last weekend was a one-shot deal, if he’d decided he really wasn’t that into her, or if there was going to be more, but reminded herself that she was taking things as they came.
Not stressing over the future. The bag with her planner inside banged against her hip as she led Nick down the hall to a door at the end. “Well, this is it,” she told him.
“No. The Office Superstore out on 62 is my mecca. This is just a temple.”
“You really like office supplies, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” she told him. “Those times I get to take the company credit card and go to the office store? All that potential for organization and efficiency? It’s like Christmas and New Year’s Eve all rolled into one.”
“Copy paper.” He said it in a deep, growly voice that could have come from a 1970’s R&B singer. “Thumb tacks.” He waggled his eyebrows at her, and she giggled.
She turned away to grab the door handle, and he stepped closer, so she could feel him almost but not quite touching her from shoulder to butt. No, it wasn’t the thought of file folders that had her nipples tightening and heat pooling low in her belly. She stepped back, bumping into him as she pulled the door open, revealing her stash of office supplies.
“Paper clips.” This was more of a husky whisper. Which did actually send a shiver down her spine, but not because of the words themselves, more about the way he said it. Right into the place where her shoulder met her neck. His hands were on her hips now, and with just a tiny bit of effort, he could have her fully back against him. “Ball point pens.”
Her entire body flushed, and she took a chance asking the question, because leaving this up to fate was no longer an option. “Are you trying to seduce me with sexy language?”
“Is it working?”
“I think it is,” she told him and turned to face him.
Teri currently supplements her writing income as a neuroscience research assistant. In her nearly non-existent spare time, she is the human half of a therapy dog team, an amateur genealogist, and a compulsive crafter (if there are directions on the internet, she can probably make it). Along with a variety of offspring and dogs, she and Mr. Stanley enjoy boating and relaxing at their weekend estate, located in the thriving metropolis of Sugartit, between Beaverlick and Rabbit Hash, Kentucky.
Who has inspired you in your life and why?
When I was in middle school, we had to bring in a picture of someone we admired and then explain what it was we liked about them. I wanted to talk about Jacques Cousteau, the oceanographer and deep sea diver. I loved watching his specials and learning all about the creatures of the sea—but I couldn’t find a photo (that was BI, before internet). I did have one of Ann-Margret, though! I wish I could remember what I said I admired about her. Her ability to roll around in baked beans in that scene from Tommy? Her spot opposite Elvis in Viva Las Vegas?
All I know is that I managed to straddle the gap—I’m a scientist at my day job (no SCUBA diving, though) and a romance writer by night. How about that?
And they say kids NOW don’t have role models. At least they have the internet to find pictures of anyone they WANT to!
When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
I always WANTED to be a writer. I didn’t actually put fingers to keyboard in any constructive way until a few years ago when crafting injury (seriously. I got tennis elbow from knitting too much) sidelined me from sitting in front of the TV making things. I figured that was as good a time as any to redirect my creative urges, so I signed up for an online romance writing course, and the rest is history!
What draws you to this genre?
I love love! I won’t dive too deeply into the whole “Romance is disdained because it’s primarily by women for women” issue, but I do wonder if the world might be a better place if more people read romance novels. The stories are about building relationships and working around personal issues in order to come together and make lives. Every decent book has a character who learns and grows, but in a world that is increasingly filled with anger and ugliness, escaping into entertainment where people learn and grow together can’t possibly be a bad thing, can it?
Are you interested in writing other genres? If so what ones?
I have a million story ideas (well, hundred, anyway) for other sub genres of romance. I have a voice that works well for contemporary romance, so that’s where my energies are focused right now, but I’d also like to do historical and maybe even science fiction.
If you could spend time with a character from your books who would it be?
This might sound weird, but I don’t think I’d want to squeeze out anyone’d relationship, so I’m staying away from my heroes—I’ll lust after them from a distance, but I’d feel weird spending a day with one of them. All of my heroines have a little bit of me in them…Allie from Drunk on You is the creative imaginative one, Lesa from A Shot with You is snarky and emotional, and Eve is a worrier with a penchant for organizing—I’m NOT organized—at all—but I WANT to be. So I’d totally love to do a spa day with all of my Bourbon Brothers heroines. Or maybe a Stitch and Bitch night where we sit around and do crafts and gossip. They can fill me in on everything they’ve been up to…heh heh.