Teaser - Needing Him by Kennedy Fox

by - February 22, 2018

N E E D I N G H I M is coming April 17, 2018 

Introducing book 2 in the Bishop Brothers series! A steamy new southern romance series by USA Today Bestselling author duo, Kennedy Fox!

Evan Bishop is your typical hotshot doctor. 
Hardass, brooding, and all business. 
Instead of working on the family ranch, Evan broke the mold and became an ER doctor. 
He’s good with his hands—in more ways than one—smart as a whip and is the definition of God’s gift to women. Being a gentleman is in his Southern roots, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t flawed. Exclusive dating has never been a top priority and his tragic past makes him stay at arm’s length. Deciding to let loose for a wild night, he takes a page from the Bishop brother’s relationship book and hooks up with a mysterious girl he’ll never have to see again, which is perfect for this self-proclaimed bachelor. 
Emily Bell is a city girl through and through but is determined to get away from her family and past. All she wants is a fresh start and to make a name for herself in the medical field. No random hookups and no dating coworkers—that’s her new motto after being burned time and again. When she agrees to attend a wedding as a plus-one, she’s soon ditched and left to drink solo—but not for long. Mr. Suit is the ultimate temptation with his Southern charm, messy blond hair, and irresistible sex appeal. Everything about him screams bad news, but he makes her reconsider her rules just for one night. 
After all, some rules are made to be broken.

They want the same thing—one night of passion then they’ll go their separate ways. No cuddling afterward. No next day phone calls. No awkward goodbyes. Too bad the universe has other plans—one that’ll be obvious when they report to work on Monday morning.

*A contemporary romance with a little southern drama. Each book features a different Bishop brother and can read as a complete standalone.*

Sneak Peek:
Emily's POV:

Taking my drink, I walk back to the table and see it’s now empty. I look around for Kiera but don’t see her anywhere before searching for Jackson. Knowing my friend, she’s somewhere near him.
E: Where’d you go?
My text goes unanswered so I send another one a few minutes later.
E: You better not be ditching me or I swear to God I’m marching right up to Jackson and telling him you’re secretly in love with him.
E: I mean it, Kiera…
E: I’ll even tell him your new sex toy is named after him.
K: OMG! You wouldn’t.
K: I’ll be right back.
E: You better.
I end up back at the bar ten minutes later grabbing another drink. I can’t believe she ditched me. When I see Jackson surrounded by other women, I speculate Kiera is in the huddle somewhere but then I step closer and see she’s nowhere near him.
What the hell?
E: Where are you exactly?
E: Are you okay? We can leave if you want.
I send her another round of messages. If she saw Jackson and his entourage, she could be crying in a corner somewhere.
K: No! LOL! I’m fine, I promise.
I furrow my brows at my screen, wondering what she’s doing. Or maybe, who she’s doing? I chuckle to myself at that last thought. The alcohol burns through my veins, and I know I’m on my way to tipsy.
E: Do you plan on coming back anytime soon?
Fifteen minutes later, I’m still drinking solo at my empty table.
“I’ll take that as a no…” I mutter to myself, checking my phone again and still no new messages. I’m going to kill her.
The DJ announces that the bride is about to throw the bouquet and calls all the single women to the dancefloor. Girls shuffle to the middle, throwing elbows and trying to find their perfect spot. I throw back the rest of my drink and scoff.
“C’mon ladies...last call to come out!” the DJ calls. I watch as Alex escorts River out to the dancefloor and spins her around in circles. People chuckle as they watch the two of them play around.
“You’re going to miss out…” I hear that same deep voice from earlier next to me. Blinking, I look up and see the same dirty blond hair and sleek black tux as before. He’s holding a glass of amber liquid and his lips are turned up in amusement as he studies me. He’s even better looking now that I see his full profile.
“I doubt I’ll miss much,” I retort, wondering why he’d even care. His sky-blue eyes are hard to avoid as they burn into mine.
“Figured chicks lived for catching the bouquet,” he states matter-of-factly, taking a seat next to me without an invite and my heart races the closer his body is to mine.
“Not me.” I shrug, gazing over him. He’s hard to read, yet his demeanor intrigues me to continue the conversation. “Are you going to go out there to catch the garter next?” I challenge.
He half-laughs, half-snorts.
“Why not?” I ask, smirking.
His eyes lock on mine, the question left unanswered. “I’ll do it if you catch the bouquet.” He nods his head to the dancefloor where River is seconds away from throwing it, but then one of the bridesmaids tells them to hold on while she grabs a few of her friends.
I arch a brow and narrow my eyes. “A dare?”

He shrugs casually. “You’ve been sitting here by yourself for the last thirty minutes. What do you have to lose?”

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