JS Cooper, author of Scarred has released a new book!
The Last Boyfriend is book one of the Forever Love Series.
About The Last Boyfriend:
Lucky Morgan has had her share of heartbreak. She is devastated when her boyfriend dumps her after sleeping with him and she vows to herself that she won't be used again. She decides that the next guy she dates and sleeps with, will be her one true love.
Zane Beaumont is the mysterious and snooty guy that comes into her diner every Friday night with a different girl. He's the type of guy she's learned to avoid: carefree, fast, handsome, rich, and sarcastic. Unfortunately, she can't stop thinking about the devilish gleam in his eyes.
When Lucky's car breaks down one night after a party, it is Zane who comes to her rescue. As Zane attempts to sweep Lucky off of her feet, she soon realizes that nothing is as it seems and that Zane may very well be the guy for whom she changes the rules. That is until she meets Braydon.
Zane Beaumont is the mysterious and snooty guy that comes into her diner every Friday night with a different girl. He's the type of guy she's learned to avoid: carefree, fast, handsome, rich, and sarcastic. Unfortunately, she can't stop thinking about the devilish gleam in his eyes.
When Lucky's car breaks down one night after a party, it is Zane who comes to her rescue. As Zane attempts to sweep Lucky off of her feet, she soon realizes that nothing is as it seems and that Zane may very well be the guy for whom she changes the rules. That is until she meets Braydon.
The Last Boyfriend is available through Amazon.com, Amazon UK, Barnes and Noble and Kobo
Book Excerpt:
“Can you believe that this guy is in here again with another girl?” Shayla peered out into the dining room and shook her head. “Are these girls stupid?”
“Maybe they don’t care?” I shrugged, indifferent to how many different dates Mr. Big Tipper brought to the restaurant every Friday night.
“Or they don’t know.” She rolled her eyes as she prepared two garden salads for her latest customer. “But really, how can they not know? One look at him tells you that he’s a guy that’s not going to be faithful.”
“Shayla,” I laughed as I sorted mountains of silverware and folded sets of them into napkins. “You can’t judge a book by its cover.”
“So you would go on a date with him if he asked you?”
“Oh, hell no.” I laughed and looked out at the tall, handsome jock sitting at one of my tables. His name was Zane Beaumont, and he had been frequenting Lou’s Burger Joint every Friday night for the last three months with a different girl each time. This week’s date seemed as vapid as all the other girls he had previously brought into the diner. But I was no longer surprised—not like Shayla was—every time he walked in with a new girl. In fact, I would have been more surprised if he came in with the same girl, two weeks in a row.
“You don’t think he’s hot?” Shayla turned to me and wriggled her eyebrows before heading off to deliver her salads.
“Oh, he’s hot all right.” I laughed again and stared at him, studying his face clinically. “But he must be the biggest player inMiami
“You should go for it, girl.” Maria, the other waitress working that evening, wriggled her eyebrows at me as she finished counting out her tips. “He always sits at your table. I bet he has a crush on you, chica.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence, Maria, but I doubt it.” I laughed easily while a warm flush ran through my body. “Even if he was interested, which he isn’t, I would never date someone like him. There is no way that he would fit my rules.”
“Ay dios mio.” Maria rolled her eyes. “You talking about those rules again? Forget the rules. Just go with the flow.”
“You know I can’t do that, Maria.” I sighed. “I created the rules for a reason. I don’t want to just be some guy’s bed buddy anymore. I’m saving myself for the real deal.”
“If you say so.” She stuffed her thick wad of cash into her handbag and jumped up. “But I’m sure he would be dynamite in the sack if you were to change your mind.” She laughed, and I had to nod in agreement. There was something in the way that Zane Beaumont moved that was rhythmic and sexy. Plus, his hands were large, warm, and manly. I flushed as I remembered the shock of electricity I felt each time our fingers touched when I took his payments.
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“Can you believe that this guy is in here again with another girl?” Shayla peered out into the dining room and shook her head. “Are these girls stupid?”
“Maybe they don’t care?” I shrugged, indifferent to how many different dates Mr. Big Tipper brought to the restaurant every Friday night.
“Or they don’t know.” She rolled her eyes as she prepared two garden salads for her latest customer. “But really, how can they not know? One look at him tells you that he’s a guy that’s not going to be faithful.”
“Shayla,” I laughed as I sorted mountains of silverware and folded sets of them into napkins. “You can’t judge a book by its cover.”
“So you would go on a date with him if he asked you?”
“Oh, hell no.” I laughed and looked out at the tall, handsome jock sitting at one of my tables. His name was Zane Beaumont, and he had been frequenting Lou’s Burger Joint every Friday night for the last three months with a different girl each time. This week’s date seemed as vapid as all the other girls he had previously brought into the diner. But I was no longer surprised—not like Shayla was—every time he walked in with a new girl. In fact, I would have been more surprised if he came in with the same girl, two weeks in a row.
“You don’t think he’s hot?” Shayla turned to me and wriggled her eyebrows before heading off to deliver her salads.
“Oh, he’s hot all right.” I laughed again and stared at him, studying his face clinically. “But he must be the biggest player in
“You should go for it, girl.” Maria, the other waitress working that evening, wriggled her eyebrows at me as she finished counting out her tips. “He always sits at your table. I bet he has a crush on you, chica.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence, Maria, but I doubt it.” I laughed easily while a warm flush ran through my body. “Even if he was interested, which he isn’t, I would never date someone like him. There is no way that he would fit my rules.”
“Ay dios mio.” Maria rolled her eyes. “You talking about those rules again? Forget the rules. Just go with the flow.”
“You know I can’t do that, Maria.” I sighed. “I created the rules for a reason. I don’t want to just be some guy’s bed buddy anymore. I’m saving myself for the real deal.”
“If you say so.” She stuffed her thick wad of cash into her handbag and jumped up. “But I’m sure he would be dynamite in the sack if you were to change your mind.” She laughed, and I had to nod in agreement. There was something in the way that Zane Beaumont moved that was rhythmic and sexy. Plus, his hands were large, warm, and manly. I flushed as I remembered the shock of electricity I felt each time our fingers touched when I took his payments.
About the Author:
J. S. Cooper was born in
She enjoys long walks on the beach (or short), hot
musicians, dogs, reading (duh) and lots of drama filled TV Shows.
Author Links:
Blog: www.jscooperauthor.com
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