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KEEPING WHAT'S HIS
Porter Brothers Trilogy #1
Jamie Begley
Releasing September 29th, 2015
Young Ink Press
The Porter
Brother's were raised to live and die by Three Rules
One, a Porter stands his ground
Two, a Porter leaves no enemy standing
Three...
Sutton Creech was a cheat and a liar. Tate Porter had found that
out when he was eighteen, and he had no intention of letting her make a fool
out of him again. He didn’t care how much pain he saw in her eyes or how old
memories tugged at his unforgiving heart until, the night a hidden secret is
revealed and everything Tate had believed about their past is shattered,
proving he had let the woman he loved get away.
Between trying to protect his family and running their pot growing
business, Tate doesn't have time to play the "Nice Guy". He'd just
have to remember the most important rule his father had given them: A
Porter always keeps what's his.
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Excerpt
“She’s
not had an easy time since she’s been gone.” Rachel’s soft voice didn’t rouse
his sympathy.
The
soothing warmth he was receiving from his sister’s hand on his arm didn’t
dispel the churning anger in his stomach, and Tate refused to talk about Sutton
any longer.
Rachel
sighed. “Your temper is going to be your downfall, Tate. Greer may be a hothead,
but he gets over it fast. You hold a grudge forever.”
“Yes,
I do.” He and Cash had a contentious past over women, but the only one Cash had
succeeded in angering him over was Sutton.
“You’re
an asshole. I never touched Sutton, but you’re not going to change your mind despite
me telling you the truth. Ask me about any woman in town, and I’ll tell you the
truth; why would I lie about her?”
“Maybe
because your wife is sitting right here,” Tate replied sarcastically.
“I’ve
never denied my past to Rachel,” Cash snapped back.
“Then
it’s because you knew I cared about her.”
Cash
snorted. “You didn’t care about Sutton. You let her go easily enough. If you
were as into her as you’re acting, you would have whipped my ass over her.
Greer tried to give me a beating over that slut Diane. You just asked Lisa to
the prom, instead. You were just tired of having blue balls, and it gave you
the excuse to do what you wanted to do all along.”
“Which
was what?” Tate snarled.
“Breakup
with Sutton and fuck Lisa.”
Tate
stood, his chair scrapping back. “I’ve gotta go before I knock the shit out of
you. I can’t afford to do any jail time right now. Bye, Rach.”
“Tate!”
He
ignored his sister trying to call him back. He didn’t bother paying his bill,
either, knowing Cash would take care of it. The son of a bitch deserved to pay
his tab.
"I
was born in a small town in Kentucky. My family began poor, but worked their
way to owning a restaurant. My mother was one of the best cooks I have ever
known, and she instilled in all her children the value of hard work, and
education.
Taking
after my mother, I've always love to cook, and became pretty good if I do say
so myself. I love to experiment and my unfortunate family has suffered through
many. They now have learned to steer clear of those dishes. I absolutely love
the holidays and my family puts up with my zany decorations.
For
now, my days are spent writing, writing, and writing. I have two children who
both graduated this year from college. My daughter does my book covers, and my
son just tries not to blush when someone asks him about my books.
Currently
I am writing five series of books- The Last Riders, The VIP Room, Predators MC,
Biker Bitches, and The Dark Souls.
All
my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and
the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best.”
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