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An Uphill Battle Published on January 18, 2018 Azalea Barnes has hated Drake Collins since the day he broke her teenaged heart.
Fast forward almost seven years later and her libido still hasn't gotten the memo.
Now they're frenemies... with benefits.
Which suits Azalea just fine. She gets what her body craves while keeping her heart safe. Kind of.
Drake has loved Azalea since the day they met. He knows that she's his forever. Too bad she only sees him as a good time. He wants more. Needs more.
If only he could convince her that it's real this time. He's more determined than ever to prove to Azalea that chemistry like theirs doesn't exist only in the bedroom.
The odds may be against Drake, but he's prepared for an uphill battle.
Azalea Barnes has hated Drake Collins since the day he broke her teenaged heart.
I’ve been tied up in knots since Drake left the salon. That infuriating, insufferable man. He thinks he can bust up into my business, rile me up and leave me all hot and wanting? Well, he has another thing coming. I’ll make damn sure of that.
“Seraphine!” I yell, storming from my station to the front desk. “We’re going out tonight!”
“We are?” she questions, her eyes are glinting with humor. She knows exactly what’s got me all wound up.
“We sure are. Dress hot and be ready to dance. I’ll pick you up at eight. And, if you happen to slip up and mention our plans to the guys, then so be it.”
“If I happen to slip up, you say?” She’s full on laughing at me now, but I don’t even care. Drake Collins needs to learn that I’m the one in charge.
“Go ahead and laugh, Seraphine, but by the end of the night that man will be regretting coming in here and actin’ a fool.” I tell her, stomping my foot for emphasis. “I’m the boss. Not him. Me! He can’t just swing his sexy at me and expect me to fall all over him like some love-struck googly-eyed girl.”
“Can’t he though?” Seraphine asks, tapping her long, manicured nails on the desktop.
“I mean, ugh. Yes, physically he can. That man is catnip to my libido, but he doesn’t need to know that—”
“Hun, I’m ninety-nine percent positive he already knows it.”
“So not the point. I need to flip this around. Stay on top of him…” Seraphine quirks a brow at me, and I can’t help but giggle. “The situation with him, not him-him.”
“Why’re you so against being with him, Az?”
“Because we want totally different things from each other. He wants no-strings fun, and I want to settle down one day. I’ve loved Drake since before I was old enough to even understand the feelings he stirred in me, and unfortunately, the only thing I stir in him is lust. So, I need to stay on top of this shit. It’d be so easy to give in and then I’d just end up with a hurt heart. No thanks.”
“And you think going out, dressed sexy, and putting on a show for him is the way to stay on top of the ‘situation’?” Seraphine asks using air-quotes.
Pausing, I ponder her words. Maybe she’s right. Maybe this isn’t the way to guard my heart, but he deserves the payback. “Yup, totally. See ya at eight.”
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