Three Day Blast for Special Delivery II by Perri Forrest
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by Perri Forrest
Audience: Adult 18+ - Genre: BWWM Fiction/Romance - Formats: E-book - Publisher: Perri Forrest - Cover by: Tanisha Y. Pettiford - Editor: Janice G. Ross - Pages: 60 pages - Publishing Date: February 6, 2015Gavin Brooks is back and he's in love... In book I, Gavin was an unstoppable player. He was a married man living a bachelor's life. But when he encountered the beautiful Christina, he had an unexpected, and extremely undeniable attraction to her. Book I ended with Gavin in the early stages of a whirlwind relationship with Christina. However, Christina still has no idea that the man she has strong feelings for, is married to someone else. The deeper that Gavin falls, the more he comes to realize that he needs to tell her. But how can he do that without losing her? Enter Sharon...a woman scorned, and who still carries a torch for Gavin. She is out for revenge feeling that Gavin used her then threw her away. She wants him to pay. While Gavin contemplates on how, and when he will break the news to Christina, someone else manages to beat him to the punch. It's a devastating blow to Christina and she walks away. But for how long? There is more to Gavin than meets the eye, and in this book readers get to find out about a piece of his past that plays a huge role in how he came to be the man he is today. Gavin is forced to relive a past hurt, as he comes to terms with the fact that he may never win Christina back. Will he do all that he can to win her back? Or will he feel that she is better off without him?
hing but the best of what I have to give. And I plan to give that to you.” “You’re already off to a great start, I can tell you that off top, baby.” Her smile widened, her cheekbones rising as she did so. “I already know why you’re gushing. You are not right. You’re trying to get Lil’ Gav going and you know I have to leave babe.” Christina reached down, and began to stroke against his reaction, causing him to release a reluctant moan. “Babe…” he whispered. For real…I gotta gooo. I hate to, but I have to,” he said, resting his lips across the top of her forehead. You want me to be able to perform my duties tomorrow at work, right?” He had deliberately made the statement with subliminal undertones. He was messing with her. “I couldn’t care less if you perform for them, as long as you perform for me.” “And see…don’t you always get a stellar performance from your guy?” he said, motioning his head up and down in agreement. “So you know I’m more than good for making this up to you,” he said, trying to inch away slowly. She grabbed after him. “You’re a tease, Gavin Brooks. Why get me all riled up with all that talk about love, only to leave me all wet and horny? That’s so, so disrespectful,” she said, playfully. “I’ll make sure that tomorrow, there’s not an ounce of wetness left…Scout’s honor,” he said, smiling. It’s just my clothes…my work clothes. You know that, right babe?” He was trying to further his point. “Baaaby,” Christina whined. “Why don’t you ever remember to bring them for the next day? You know how long it takes me to get into a comfortable sleep after you leave? You do know that you can have as much stuff here as you want. Then you wouldn’t be to blame for my sleep deprivation at work the next day,” she said, pouting. “I know, sweetheart. I just get so sidetracked. When I leave out in the mornings, you’re already on the brain. Then I get to work and I’m thinking about you there, and then anticipating getting off work so I can come be with you, it’s all I can focus on. That’s how I forget.” “All the more reason that when you get in the house, you should just pack up some stuff and throw it in the car so that when you leave in the morning, you’re good to go,” she suggested. “Orrr…I could always come with you instead.” Gavin was sure his heart skipped multiple beats. He knew at some point she would make that suggestion. And why wouldn’t she? He had to turn away from her before his fair tone began to deceive him and give way to the flush arising within. “No, babe. It’s like the worst of the worst bachelor pads you’ll ever encounter,” he lied. He hated lying to her, but it was all he could do right then. “We’ll work this stuff all out to where I don’t have to long for you as much,” he said, staring into her eyes. “Seeing you at the end of my shifts is definitely a highlight to my days.” “I feel the same way, baby.” “Well, babe, as much as I hate it, I really have to get going. It’s almost midnight. My alarm will be blaring in approximately four hours.” “Okay. Let me walk you to the door so I get can one last kiss.” Perri Forrest was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, and raised in sunny California. She describes herself as a trilogy---a Businesswoman who navigates through Corporate America flawlessly from Human Resources to Project Management, a Sociologist with a burning desire to save the world, and an Author who loves writing life into fiction. When Perri suffered the devastating loss of her first cousin on her birthday, in 2006, with a few months left to complete her undergraduate studies, she barely made it through. A good friend not only suggested that she begin blogging to journal her moods and thoughts, that same friend gifted her with a newly designed blog platform, which birthed her first e-journal. The blog opened a whole new world for Perri and served as a place she could express candidly, about life. When her blog was discovered and she began receiving compliments on not just her candor, but on her writing style as well, it fueled the fire, and thoughts of penning a novel resurfaced. The lingering doubts of, "Who would even want to read your work?" were replaced with, "Worry about an audience later, and just do it." And that she did. Perri writes what she likes to call, "Multicultural Mayhem, laced with Sex, Cursing, Sass and the Occasional Happily Ever After." Perri plans to perfect her craft and delve into other genres, down the line. With "Amazon bestselling author," added to her list of credits, Perri is in the writing game for the long haul and has no intentions of putting down her pen any time soon.