From New York Times Bestselling author Tessa Bailey comes the first novel in her hot, new Romancing the Clarksons Series. 

When Rita Clarkson’s Suburban takes its last breath on a New Mexico roadside, rescue roars up on a Harley in the form of smooth-talking honkey tonk owner, Jasper Ellis, a man as mysterious as he is charming. Rita’s cross-country journey to New York City–with her three estranged siblings in tow–is only beginning, but now that Jasper has found Rita, his plans do not include her leaving.

When Rita Clarkson’s Suburban takes its last breath on a New Mexico roadside, rescue roars up on a Harley in the form of smooth-talking honkey tonk owner, Jasper Ellis, a man as mysterious as he is charming. Rita’s cross-country journey to New York City–with her three estranged siblings in tow–is only beginning, but now that Jasper has found Rita, his plans do not include her leaving.

Gosh, Tessa Bailey does it again!! I loved this book! It was different, charming, and fun!! And if I’m being honest, you need to meet Jasper Ellis!!! Sweet baby Jesus!

The best way to describe the feel of this book is … a traveling journey. There is no other way to read this series but in order. And I’ve only read book one and the sneak peek to book two, and I can already tell. This new series by the wonderfully talented Mrs. Bailey is going to be a grand slam!! The main focus is on older sister Rita and her quest to find herself. She is at a crossroads in her life. Closing one chapter and running from the next. Jasper has stopped running and is on the road to recovery. It’s been two years since Jaspers found interest in someone enough to break his celibacy & then he meets Rita Clarkson and all bets are off.

This is a fast-paced love story, but something when you know, you know and Jasper knew. He knew this was his one shot at redemption. Then Rita was it. I loved

I loved everything Jasper! He was so refreshing and real and that damn hot body!! I could see him, smell him, and man did I wanted to trade places with Rita a time or two! Jasper Ellis is a naughty little thing!! But man does he do it right!!!

I can’t wait to see where the rest of the Clarksons end up, where ever it is, I know it’s going to be epic, just like Rita and Jasper’s was!! I recommend this book to anyone who’s ever wanted to have flannel babies with a hot flannel wearing biker husband in sunny New Mexico. Olè ladies!!

Jasper braced a hand on the frame and leaned close to Rita, looking down at her body through the narrow separation between them. “Stop rubbing your thighs together,” he growled.

Those pointed tits started to heave up and down in a hypnotic movement, a mere centimeter from his chest. “I’m not. I’m just not used to wearing skirts.”

“I’m not used to you wearing skirts, either.”

“You’re not used to me wearing anything.” She squeezed her eyes shut. “You know what I mean by—”

“I know I’m thinking about you naked now.” Jasper backed Rita into the room, grimacing inwardly over the war raging between the ticker in his chest and the swelling below his belt. Had someone pressed his default setting button on the way across the parking lot? Or was he just so fucking into this woman he couldn’t see straight? He didn’t know. Didn’t know. So he needed to slow the hell down. But it was difficult as all get out when she was wobbling her way back toward the bed like she wanted to be fucked on it as soon as possible.

She was horny. That was the main problem here. Although, if Jasper used that defense in a court of law, a jury would send him up the river for sure. Because a truly turned-on woman was one of life’s treasures. Now, a turned-on Rita? She was the ninth wonder of the world. Her gravitational pull dragged him forward until the backs of her legs were against the mattress, until his hands were slipping up the outsides of her lithe thighs. So, yes, this was a problem. Because it went against Jasper’s nature to allow Rita to remain in such a state. Leaving her in the parking lot after their dry humping session had damn near killed him, but they wouldn’t make it through the evening if she kept looking at him like that.

  

Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days.

Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.

She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of eight years and four-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.

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