Fast Lane is a fast paced super sexy read that will have you wanting more of the delicious driver Coen who is all kinds of naughty. He runs into Lexi several times within a short period of time and there is some serious chemistry between them. She is just getting out of a relationship with a guy who had some definite mood swings that made him kind of creepy. There is a cliffhanger and I can't wait to read what happens next.
I give Fast Lane 4 hearts!
About the Book
Sometimes fate gives you an ass-whooping.
Lexi Taylor has sworn off men—why make an effort if you’re never gonna do it right?
But then she meets Coen Walker, not once but three times in the same day. He’s edgy, reckless, guarded and protective. From the first time he sees her he has to have her. He wants her and he won’t give up until she agrees to give him a chance and spend just one night with him.
Bumping into the same guy three times in one day can’t be a coincidence, right?
What would it be like to live life in the fast lane?
(This is unedited and is subject to change.)
Copyright Lizzie Hart Stevens, 2015
And then I hear a voice that sends shivers up my spine.
“Hey there, Havoc, too comfy on your bed here to come say hello to your buddy Coen?”
Coen. Shit. He’s here. Why is he here? How the? What the fuck is he doing here?
My eyes spring open and I’m on high alert. Maybe he won’t realize it’s me.
“Hey, Josh.” He says. I can hear his footsteps getting closer.
I’m lying here with a half finished tattoo. It’s not like I can take off running right now.
Well, I could I guess, but who wants an incomplete tattoo?
“Hey, Coen. What’s new man? What are you getting today?” Josh asks him.
“Mike’s just going to do a few touch ups. Nothing major planned this visit.” Coen says.
Oh good. He already had this in his plans then. He isn’t some psycho stalker that followed me here. I hope.
Suddenly I feel his finger, ever so lightly graze up my arm. It sends shivers up my spine and sets my insides on fire and my pulse through the roof. Why does this man, who I’ve only just met, make me so damn crazy?
“Hi, Lexi.” I hear him say behind me. His voice vibrates straight to my core. “We meet again so soon! What are the odds?” Someone else catches his attention and he stops. “Oh, hey Mike, there you are!” he booms in that raspy, sexy, voice of his and I hear his footsteps leaving my side.
Josh pauses tattooing briefly, squinting at me, and says, “You two know each other?”
About the Author
Lizzie Hart Stevens is a devoted wife and mother of two boys living in beautiful British Columbia, Canada. Her interests include writing, reading, music and tattoos. When she isn't busy trying to keep up with her kiddos, you can find her deep in her writing cave or buried in a steamy hot read. She's a sassy little redhead with a sexy imagination and she cannot wait to share her latest stories with you.