Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 68538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
What isn’t great is having the hots for the same woman your twin does.
Been there, done that, have the t-shirt.
Since Auden Carter made that mistake in his teens, he’d promised himself never to do that to his brother again.
Hence why he’s tried so hard to stay away from Maven, the sexy bakery owner that seems to have been put on this planet to tempt him.
After months of watching his brother never make a move, Auden’s had enough. He tells his twin to either shit or get off the pot. Only, come to find out, his twin was never on the pot. He’d never had the hots for Maven at all, but her cute little assistant.
Unfortunately, at this point, he’d done his level best to appear undesirable to Maven, and had gone out of his way to make it very clear that he wasn’t interested.
He has a lot of work to do to convince her that he’s not the guy he’d been acting like for the last few months.
Luck is on his side, though, and soon Maven needs his help, giving him the perfect opportunity to worm his way into her life…and her heart.
But that help she needs turns into a desperate plea for protection, and all he has to do is quit his beloved job to give it.
It’s not every day that you are in love with your boss’s daughter, who just so happens to be the chief of police of Dallas, Texas—your beloved police department that you’ve worked at for your entire career.
It’s also not every day when that boss pulls out every stop, and ruins your life to the point where you’re not sure you can find your way out of the downward spiral he’s forced upon you.
There is one thing Auden knows for certain, though. Maven is worth it. He’ll fight the chief of police, or the entire world, putting his life on the line to do it, as long as it keeps her safe.
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AUDEN & MAVEN
Being a twin is great.
What isn’t great is having the hots for the same woman your twin does.
Been there, done that, have the t-shirt.
Since Auden Carter made that mistake in his teens, he’d promised himself never to do that to his brother again.
Hence why he’s tried so hard to stay away from Maven, the sexy bakery owner that seems to have been put on this planet to tempt him.
After months of watching his brother never make a move, Auden’s had enough. He tells his twin to either shit or get off the pot. Only, come to find out, his twin was never on the pot. He’d never had the hots for Maven at all, but her cute little assistant.
Unfortunately, at this point, he’d done his level best to appear undesirable to Maven, and had gone out of his way to make it very clear that he wasn’t interested.
He has a lot of work to do to convince her that he’s not the guy he’d been acting like for the last few months.
Luck is on his side, though, and soon Maven needs his help, giving him the perfect opportunity to worm his way into her life…and her heart.
But that help she needs turns into a desperate plea for protection, and all he has to do is quit his beloved job to give it.
It’s not every day that you are in love with your boss’s daughter, who just so happens to be the chief of police of Dallas, Texas—your beloved police department that you’ve worked at for your entire career.
It’s also not every day when that boss pulls out every stop, and ruins your life to the point where you’re not sure you can find your way out of the downward spiral he’s forced upon you.
There is one thing Auden knows for certain, though. Maven is worth it. He’ll fight the chief of police, or the entire world, putting his life on the line to do it, as long as it keeps her safe.
You don’t cross my mind. You live in it.
—Auden’s secret thoughts
AUDEN
I was exhausted.
Well and truly exhausted.
“You’re free to leave,” our team leader, Scott Austin, offered up.
I was instantly on my feet, ready to get the hell out of the training facility.
Last night, Scott had declared that today we would have a team meeting, as well as a mandatory two-hour training session at the DPD SWAT’s training facility.
Which put a hamper on my morning plans of fishing with my brothers and dad.
The last thing I wanted to do was be in this place on my day off, yet Scott didn’t seem to care.
That was because Scott had no life.
Scott also decided that since he couldn’t have a life, the rest of us shouldn’t either.
And, even though we’d attended a team meeting as well as team training last week, also on our day off, he’d required us to be here today as well.
Though, I thought it was really fuckin’ weird how last week’s team meeting and training included us, as well as this week’s.
See, the Dallas Police Department SWAT team was enormous.
As in, so fuckin’ big that it was damn near impossible to hold a meeting where everyone could attend. A lot of us had to work our regular shifts still seeing as DPD SWAT wasn’t a full-time job like it was for Scott, and Scott wasn’t willing to allow that fact into his pea-sized brain.
I fucking hated Scott.
I hated even more that he dismissed us like children for a meeting that was exactly the same as last week.
“Carters,” Scott called as we stood with the rest of the group. “A minute.”
I groaned, my eyes catching my brother’s.
He shook his head, forcing me to keep my mouth shut.
Atlas was the more even-tempered of the Carter clan.
He didn’t get mad easily, tried to keep the peace, and was ultimately my mom’s favorite child because he was so giving.
Meanwhile, the rest of us were heathens, myself included.
I had a temper that ran hot, and the only reason I hadn’t fucking quit SWAT was because my brother loved it.
Personally, SWAT was the bane of my existence.
I loved the challenge that SWAT offered me, but no challenge in the world was worth having to deal with Scott, and Scott’s cronies, who all felt like the only reason we were on the team was because we had the last name Carter.
See, the name Carter was pretty famous among the Dallas police community.
My great-great-great grandfather was the police chief way back in the day.
My great-great grandfather was assistant chief. My great grandfather was assistant chief. My grandfather was chief. And now my dad was assistant chief.
And all those assistant positions were only because they didn’t want to deal with the bullshit of having to be the actual chief.
Then again, maybe if my dad was willing to be the actual chief, we wouldn’t have to deal with Chief Austin’s bullshit, too.