Series: Bossy Brothers
Published by Science Future Press on 01/15/20
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Also in this series: Bossy Brothers: Joey
Read as book five in the Bossy Brothers series or as a standalone book.
Lonnie Derringer is a filthy-mouthed, dirty-talking, long-distance fling.
(That’s been going on for two years.)
I know, I know. That’s not a fling. This might be getting serious.
I think about him all the time. I look forward to our quickie lunch dates and the way he whispers in my ear every night from two-thousand miles away.
He’s the best boyfriend I never had.
Until I find out his name isn’t Lonnie, it’s Alonzo.
Until I find out he’s not some boring accountant with a dead-end job, he’s a six-foot-four, yoked-out, tatted-up fisherman who never wears a shirt!
That’s right, girls. He’s been catfishing me online for two… freaking… years!
And then he becomes more than just the best boyfriend I’ve never had.
He becomes my target.
Tara Tanner is the perfect long-distance girlfriend who lives in the Land of Far, Far Away.
She’s a blonde, bookish bundle of sexy-overachiever. A wicked little siren with a filthy mind and an eye for pencil skirts. And every time I ask her to ‘send-me-a-pic-or-it-never-happened’ she goes above and beyond.
She is, quite simply, the most perfect woman I’ve ever had the pleasure to never meet.
I didn’t set out to lie to her and I didn’t expect to meet her.
But one day she shows up at my house, and guess what?
She wasn’t the only one being catfished for two years.
Because she’s not who she said she was either.
Bossy Brothers: Alonzo can be read as book five in the Bossy Brothers series or as a standalone story and features a sexy game of guess-who between a librarian obsessed with pencil skirts and a fisherman tatted up with mermaids. It’s long-distance fling filled with dirty-talking, sexy selfies, and safely-hidden secrets… until it isn’t.
Until the day they meet and realize… Love in the Land of fake Far, Far Away can’t ever compare to the real thing.
BOSSY BROTHERS: ALONZO
Bossy Brothers Series #5
By JA Huss
Bossy Brothers: Alonzo by JA Huss had me hooked from the start. Tara and Alonzo’s story was an enemies to lovers romance full of steamy chemistry, lies and secrets. They have been “dating” for a while now and their phone sex will leave you breathless. Yet they are not being truthful with each other. When they finally meet and realize there is so much more between them, things take another surprising turn!
I loved Tara and Alonzo so much. They were great characters that had a lot of chemistry and I just loved all their back and forth. We get to go on a wild and crazy ride with them full of surprises and twists! I am so excited on what’s to come!
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GOES INTO KU ON JANUARY 17TH (TWO DAYS AFTER RELEASE)
“Fort Collins Public Library, how can I help you?”
“Yes. Hello. I have a question about a book.”
“Yes, sir. That’s wonderful. I can’t wait to hear it.”
“Well, it’s not a question about a book, per se. I’m looking for something specific. To read.”
“Well, you’re talking to the right girl. I’m a book expert. I even have the pencil skirt, tight white blouse, severe ponytail, and dark-framed glasses to prove it.”
“Hmmm. What’s your name? It’s just… I like to use a woman’s name when I talk books with them.”
“Ohhh… Tara. I’m Tara. Do you… like women who talk books back to use your name as well?”
“Hmmm. Intriguing question, Tara. I’ve never thought about it before. But yes. Yes. I’d like that. I’m Lonnie. A too-smart, button-down-shirt-wearing accountant who loves numbers and making things… balance.”
“Balancing. I like that.”
“What kind of balancing are you picturing? Like… financial statements and checkbooks?”
“Nnn-nooooo. More like… the kind of balance you need when a hot, sexy accountant is fucking you up against a wall.”
“Sorry. My imagination is… well, wild. And I’m a bit bored at the moment. There’s absolutely no one else here in the library with me. I guess I’m just looking for a little fun while no one’s watching.”
“Are you sure you’re a librarian?”
“Positive. But I’d like to clarify one thing before we continue. I don’t mind people watching.”
“Now tell me. What kind of specific book are you looking for? I’m excited at the prospect of pleasing you.”
“This might sound a little weird, Tara.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ve heard it all, Lonnie.”
“It’s a very… odd trope I’m looking for.”
“Trust me, Lonnie. I’m here to help. What trope are you looking for today?”
“OK, so… it’s the one about the… well, let’s call him under-socialized—”
“Got it. Our protagonist is a man who is maybe… an accountant?”
“Great. Keep going.”
“And he meets this… other under-socialized person. Female. Maybe a…”
“Yes! Exactly. This accountant meets a librarian and they…”
“Have cam sex?”
“Mmmm… not quite. But close.”
“OK. I think I understand. But I need a little clarification, if you don’t mind.”
“I don’t mind at all, Tara. How can I clarify?”
“Well, this accountant. Can you give me a better description? Just so, you know, I can clearly envision this… book… in my head.”
“Sure. He’s about six foot four.”
“Yeah. He’s big.”
“Big as in…?”
“But he’s big in other ways too.”
“Yeah. Like… you know. Biiiig.”
“Big as in… I can’t fit my hand around it?”
“How big are your hands?”
“Small to average.”
“Then definitely not.”
“I see. OK. Got it. He’s girthy.”
“Well, his hair is light brown.”
“Let’s go with hazel.”
“Hazel green? Hazel blue? Or hazel brown?”
“Oh. I’m eating pudding. And I just licked my spoon. It’s delicious.”
“Mmmm. Pudding. OK. I have a better picture of our hero. But what of our heroine? This… librarian.”
“Well… she’s a typical librarian. And you’re a librarian.”
“That I am, Lonnie.”
“Well, this librarian is on the small side.”
“Small as in petite? Or small as in… not more than a mouthful?”
“Oh. So she’s ample in all the right places. Like me.”
“Like you, huh?”
“And she wears… well, pencil skirts.”
“Also like me.”
“And a tight, white, button-down blouse that shows off her ample…”
“I was going to say ‘pocket protector.’”
“You’re making this difficult.”
“I’m on my lunch break here.”
“Oh, am I disturbing you?”
“Not at all. I’m just waiting for you to get to the good parts.”
“The part where they bond over books and numbers?”
“No, the part where he talks dirty to her on the phone while she’s on her lunch break so she can come on her fingers and make him pretend to lick them.”
“It’s not funny. Come on!”
“I know. I’m done with it. I gave you the perfect in and all you had to do was say, ‘Yeah, the kind of balance when he fucks her against a wall’ and we’d be halfway home right now!”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“You’re doing this on purpose! You know I only get thirty minutes for lunch today! It’s book club Monday and I’ve got every damn housewife in Fort Collins in here with her wine-stained book-of-the-month-club edition paperback acting like she’s all literate and shit.”
I laugh again.
“Lonnie. Phone-fuck me right now. Or I’m hanging up and never answering your pervy calls again.”