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Bad at Love
By Aimee Nicole Walker
Bad at making decisions or bad at love? Either way, Kendall Blakemore doesn’t trust his judgment. He falls too hard, too fast, and always for the wrong guy. Needing a major shakeup, Kendall moves into his own place for the first time and seizes a new career opportunity. But everything he thought he wanted turns out to be the last thing he needs. When loneliness threatens to derail Kendall’s good behavior, he decides to rent out his spare bedroom. What could go wrong? Try a tenant who’s temptation incarnate.
Bad at commitment or born to roam? Either way, US Deputy Marshal Kurt Dandridge feels trapped. Maybe staying in one place for too long is the source of his unhappiness, or maybe it’s because he’s engaged to the wrong person. Finding his fiancé in bed with another man takes care of one problem but creates another. Ridge needs a place to live. He’d leave Savannah altogether if not for his vow to apprehend an elusive fugitive. Renting a room from Kendall Blakemore seems like the perfect solution until Ridge finds himself falling for the alluring man. Would one kiss derail his course? And could he stop at just one?
Hurts so good. Chemistry burns between them—hot, consuming, and impossible to ignore. And why should they? Kendall and Ridge are consenting adults who know the score. Being bad has never felt so good, but it’s a slippery slope to navigate. One misstep could have disastrous consequences for both men.
Bad at Love is a standalone novel within the Sinister in Savannah universe where both characters first appeared. It is not necessary to read that series first. Bad at Love is a romantic suspense that’s heavier on the romance than the suspense.
Exclusive Excerpt for Bad At Love:
Ridge continued to study him for a few moments before his lips curved into a wry smile. “I don’t believe you.”
Kendall ate another fry. “You should because, while I’m bad at many things, being honest isn’t one of them.”
“Okay, I’ll play. Name one thing you’re bad at.”
“Love,” Kendall replied without hesitation.
Ridge flopped back against his chair and laughed.
“What’s so funny?” Kendall asked.
Ridge wiped his mouth and hands. “We make quite a pair.”
“Oh? How so?”
“You’re bad at love, and I’m bad in bed,” Ridge said.
His remark was so ridiculous Kendall could only blink for a moment. He raked his gaze over the man’s big, thick body and refused to believe it. “You’re not bad in bed. Who told you that? The loser you caught cheating with his boss?” Kendall snorted. “How fucking original, by the way.”
“I’m selfish and inattentive,” Ridge countered. Were those insults his ex had thrown at him or things he actually believed about himself?
Kendall extended his hand across the table. “Hi, I make brash decisions and give my heart away too easily.”
Ridge smiled and shook his hand. “Is this a weekly occurrence for you?”
“Nah. Only when I’m lonely.”
“I see,” Ridge said.
Kendall heaved a sigh. “And I’m fast approaching the intersection of lonesome and reckless. How’s that for honesty?”
“Refreshing,” Ridge replied. “Reckless, huh? I never would’ve guessed.”
Kendall shrugged. “You still win the trophy for the shittiest night.”
“Not a contest I asked for.”
“It’s still the hand you were dealt,” Kendall countered. “But you’re in luck.”
Ridge’s hand flew to his chest. “Luckier than earning a trophy I don’t want?”
Kendall found it impossible not to be charmed by the boyish smile on such a masculine face. “Way luckier.” He nibbled on another fry to allow the suspense to build. “I’m going to impart my hard-earned wisdom about how to recover from a broken heart.”
Ridge reclined against the back of his seat and crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t have a broken heart.”
“Fine. A bruised ego then,” Kendall replied, raising his hand when Ridge started to protest. “No one leaves a situation like yours unscathed.”
The big man drew in a deep breath. “Fine.”
“Do you want to take notes?” Kendall asked.
Smirking, Ridge tapped his temple. “I have an excellent memory.” He lifted his glass and took a long drink of milk.
“Suit yourself,” Kendall quipped. “Option number one is to engage in a glorious rebound fuck. Todd’s nemesis would be a good place to start.”
Ridge choked and sputtered for a few seconds. “I can’t wait to hear the other options.”
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Ever since she was a little girl, Aimee Nicole Walker entertained herself with stories that popped into her head. Now she gets paid to tell those stories to other people. She wears many titles—wife, mom, and animal lover are just a few of them. Her absolute favorite title is champion of the happily ever after. Love inspires everything she does, music keeps her sane, and coffee is the magic elixir that fuels her day.
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