It's here! USA Today Bestselling Author J.L. Berg's READY OR NOT is out today and we couldn't be more excited! Liv and Jackson's story is not to be missed!
Synopsis:
Born into wealth and privilege, free-spirited Liv Prescott left it all behind when she realized there was more to life than living off of trust funds and barely skating by. Since then, she’s worked and fought for everything she’s earned and never looked back at the world or the family she left behind.
Jackson Reid is starting over with a new job in a brand new city. A single father to his son Noah, he hopes the change will help strengthen the bond that has seemed to suffer since puberty reared its ugly head. What he hadn’t planned on was Liv—his exotic next-door neighbor who drives him insane with her wild, new age lifestyle, but still manages to leave him aching for more.
As challenges arise and feelings intensify, will these neighbors be able to look past their differences and find a middle ground? When love comes knocking, will they be ready, or not?
READY OR NOT
by J.L. Berg
When I finally
stepped out of my car, a gasp escaped my lungs as my eyes lowered to the flower
beds separating our two houses.
“Who would do such
a thing?” I whispered, looking down at the decapitated and ravaged flowers.
The once beautiful
display of multicolored perennials was now a churned-up disaster of footprints
and soil.
My heated gaze
settled on the lights glowing within the house. A shadow passed by an open
window upstairs in what used to be Mrs. Reid’s master bedroom.
I took one step
forward, ready to march over, meet my new neighbors, and give them a piece of
my mind.
A strong gust of
wind sent the curtain into a tailspin and suddenly the shadow solidified, and I
saw the finest bare back I’d seen in years. It was tanned, broad, and so muscular
that the defined muscles could be seen from two floors down. Hard, lean arms
reached out toward a box and grabbed a T-shirt as I begged him to turn
around—until my eyes found his ass.
Dear Lord.
My new neighbor
was hot—or at least the back of him was.
Turn around, turn
around, I silently begged.
The weather took
that moment to remind me of its mighty power and sent a strong gust of wind
whipping through the two houses. The
curtain settled back in place, and I was once again left with shadows.
As the first
raindrop fell, signaling the impending storm, I looked down at the once perfect
garden that I had painstakingly kept alive as a tribute to my longtime friend
and neighbor. It had been trampled on and was now ruined, and I felt the rage
boiling back up to the surface.
Hot or not, my new
neighbor was a plant-trampling jerk, and when I got home from work tomorrow,
I’d make sure he knew it.
I’d also take a
moment to see if that face of his matched his perfect back and ass.
Shut
up, Liv.
J.L. Berg is a California native living in the South. She's married to her high school sweetheart and they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she's not writing, you can find her with her nose stuck in a romance book, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
