Series: A Desperate Man: Volume Three
Author: Ella Frank & Brooke Blaine
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 13, 2015
Cover Design: © By Hang Le
A DESPERATE MAN
Ella Frank Brooke Blaine
Sex. Addiction. Lies.
One night changed everything.
With the sins that stand between Evan and Reagan, can a relationship emerge from a past that is so broken?
Or will the weight of their deceptions crush any hope of redemption?
Shel: In this final installment, we get answers + a little angst + a lot of sexiness + a fun mix of playfulness + our HEA. For those who've enjoyed this series, I think you'll finish it with contentment at where Evan and Reagan end up. BEFORE YOU START, ONE PIECE OF ADVICE: if you're not reading all three volumes back to back and you've been reading them as they've been released, I would definitely suggest you read the last chapter or two of volume two before you start this one. I didn't do that and since it had been a while since I'd read the first two books, it took me a little longer than I thought it would for me to remember how the last one left us. I think had I been more patient and stopped to re-read a little of volume two, I'd had a more seamless experience. Anyway. Evan and Reagan had a few heavy moments, but I found this third book to not only answer my questions but it also made me smile--the sexual tension, their teasing and games, and their ultimate happiness made for a great way to end this series.
Court: I was a big fan of Evan in this tale, and that did not change through each part. His addiction though seemed to sort of fall by the wayside, and that somewhat bothers me. I do know that it is a novella series, and that for progress to be shown in such a short time from each part to the next that I have to go with the flow on that. And maybe it's in my head like Shelley said, since it had been a time since I read part two. Did it draw me away too much? I don't think so, and I am very pleased with where it ended, but I wish we had a little bit more on that. I loved their banter, in person and in e-mail form, and the scene in the conference room will be forever engrained.
Shel: After having this experience--of reading two writers blend their writing so well--I am eager to see what they work on together next. Court:I do love them immensely so I can't wait to see too!
“SO LET ME get this straight.” Dr. Glover lifted the end of his pen to his lips as his eyes narrowed on Evan over the top of his glasses. “The woman we’ve been discussing over the past few weeks finally shows you that she wants more, and you left her in an emotional heap in her office. Did I get that right?”
Evan stretched his long legs out in front of him. She thinks I fucked a prostitute the day after I left her apartment, so, yeah, that’s about right. Sighing, he leaned back into the worn leather couch. “You left out the part about her being a liar. And not someone I met in the last few weeks. She had an agenda.”
“So did you.”
“And what the hell was that?”
“You wanted to fuck her.”
“Jesus, you get right to the point, don’t you?”
“Well, that’s what you do. Isn’t it?”
I thought it was until I became obsessed with a leggy fucking blonde. Evan glared at the man whose eyes he swore fucking twinkled. “Even if it is, what therapist talks like you do? I’m positive they don’t teach you that in Patient-Client Relations 101.”
“I’ve always been a firm believer in no bullshit. I told you that the day you walked in and tried to lie to me. We aren’t going to make any progress if you don’t trust me and I don’t trust you.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. You’re just—”
Evan waved him off. “Nothing. I guess I’m still trying to process the fact that Reagan is that little girl from so long ago. A whole fucking life ago. It’s… I don’t know,” he said, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. “It’s disconcerting. She knew me before.”
“And that bothers you.”
“Fuck yes, it bothers me. I was ten years old the last time I saw her. Innocent. And now I’m…this.”
“You’re awfully hard on yourself. I wonder if you’re upset over what you’re saying or over Reagan thinking bad of you.”
And there it was. The truth he didn’t want to admit. Reagan accusing him of being with anyone hours after he’d been with her had infuriated him. Which was ridiculous, because he knew what he was. The demons he’d been trying to fight. Why would she assume anything but the worst? But with that anger came embarrassment and shame. He hated that she’d seen him on that corner. Hated that she’d seen him with Layla. But how the fuck could he ever convince her otherwise? And why would he even want to?
“She’s a liar,” he said.
“And you’re a sex addict. Fantastic pairing.”
A Desperate Man: Volume 3
A Desperate Man: The Complete Series
A Desperate Man: Volume 1
A Desperate Man: Volume 2
You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.
Flash Point is her debut solo novel, and she is the co-author of the erotic serial, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released on November 11, 2015.
If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years.
Ella Frank is the author of the #1 Bestselling Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, A Desperate Man. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”
A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction and lives with her husband in Portland, OR. You can reach her on the web at www.ellafrank.com and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/ella.frank.author
Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips.