It’s just supposed to be a weekend fling. . . .
“Stacey Lynn always knows how to perfectly balance sexy and sweet.”—New York Times bestselling author Lauren Layne
Weekend Fling, an all-new contemporary romance from Stacey Lynn is available now!
Fresh out of a long-term relationship, Willow Parks is working two jobs and caring for her mother, whose husband left her with nothing but a pile of bills. That’s why Willow made a vow: no men until she figures out her own life.
But while she may not need a man, she could use a break. And a weekend away at a California beach to clear her head? That’s appealing. Even if the offer comes from Trey Collins, the irresistible tech-mogul millionaire who visits her coffee shop every morning like clockwork—and needs a date for his best friend’s wedding. With an adorable, occasional stutter, he refuses to take no for an answer.
Once the weekend begins, Trey is intent on proving how good they can be together. Willow’s even feeling tempted to break her vow—until reality rudely interrupts her well-deserved getaway. There’s no way she and Trey have a future, not with the colossal amount of baggage Willow has to offer.
But Trey is used to getting what he wants. He just has his work cut out for him convincing her that they want the same thing.
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“What’s your favorite color?” She tilts her head to the side and winks.
Damn, she’s cute.
She snorts. “Typical male color.”
Anything but. “You were wearing navy-blue Converse sneakers with frayed denim jeans the first time I stepped into Java Joe’s and saw you.”
Screw waiting for tomorrow. Operation seduce-the-sexy-barista begins now.
I’ve surprised her, based on the way her jaw unhinges and her pretty blue eyes fly open. It’s time she realizes how long I’ve really wanted to ask her out. I scoot forward on my chair as she stammers, those cheeks of hers burning bright, and I place my hand at her jaw. It’s the first time we’ve truly touched, other than some minor hand-holding, and I’m stunned by the softness of her skin where my hand brushes her chin, and she closes her mouth with a snap.
I’m not generally a lay-your-cards-on-the-table kind of guy, preferring to keep them close to my vest with those I don’t know well. In my line of work, secrecy is absolute. Anyone can steal an idea, and it’s easier to keep anything personal to the few people I trust. But it might be time to throw all those cards down, faceup, if I want a chance with this woman.
“I like you, Willow. I was attracted to you the first time I walked into Java Joe’s. I like that you ignore me, but you blush as you look away. I like that you stood up to me when I put my foot in my mouth, and I even like that you’re scared of small planes and the ocean—”
“I’m not afraid—”
“I also think you’re beautiful and sexy as hell, heavy baggage and stubbornness included. You need to know all that this weekend, because I plan on spending the next few days showing you exactly how much I mean it.”
My thumb trails over her lips as they part. Soft. So damn soft. My dick is currently anything but.
“You’re very forward.”
I lean closer, my hand at her jaw sliding to the back of her neck to pull her close. She comes easily, lips parting further, as I get so close to her. My lips are at her ear, that hit of her jaw, her cheeks . . . “I’m very turned on by you, Willow Parks, and I’m not a man who passes on an opportunity when it’s quite literally almost in my lap. I’m more of a seize-and-conquer kind of man, but you’ll learn that. I promise.”
Her body shivers and her puff of breath against my skin turns shallow. I’ve turned her on and I’m hard as a rock. Brushing my lips across her cheek, I kiss her, tease, taking the hint of the promise of her sweetness with me and swallowing it down before I lean back. “We should go to sleep. You have an early morning.”
Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars
Funny, flirty and so swoony! I am so happy that Trey got his HEA!
Willow was such a relatable character. Her life was in the crapper, when bachelor billionaire Trey asks her to accompany him to his friend’s wedding. Just for a weekend, she can forget about the past due bills, her moms depression and all the stress in her life. Trey is sexy and funny, and she can’t help but fall for him when she discovers how sweet he is, too.
But just as Willow is letting go, she gets a call that sends her rushing home. Trey doesn’t give up, though, knowing that there is a genuine connection between them. He has the patience of a saint, because no matter how hard Willow tries to push him away so he doesn’t have to deal with her baggage, he is right there offering support and a shoulder to cry on.
And when she finally gives in to her feelings and let’s herself fall, it’s magnificent.
This is a standalone within a series, and having previously read the other three, I was thrilled to catch up with Corbin and Trager, Braxton and Cara, and Caitlin and Jonas. Willow is the bridge for Braxton/Cara, as Cara’s friend, to the other couples in this series.
I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
About the Author
Stacey Lynn likes her coffee with a dash of sugar, her heroes with a side of bossy, and her wine a deep shade of red.
The author of over thirty romance novels, many of which have been best-selling titles on Amazon, AppleBooks, and Barnes & Noble, she loves being able to turn her vivid imagination into a career that brings entertainment and joy to her readers. Focused on sports romance and emotional, small-town romance, she also loves stretching herself in different genres.
Born in Texas and raised in the Midwest, she now makes her home in North Carolina and loves all things Southern. Together with her ultimate tall, dark, and handsome hero, she has four children. Her life is a chaotic mess that fights with her Type-A, list-making, neurotically organized preferences and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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