The Varlet and the Voyeur, an all-new
standalone in the USA Today
bestselling Rugby Series from Penny Reid and L.H. Cosway is available NOW!
He kept his salacious secret for
years. But soon, everyone is going to be reading about it in their morning
paper…
THE VARLET (and the VOYEUR)
William
Moore is a long way from home. A farm boy from Oklahoma, he’s now the most
well-respected member of the Irish rugby team. But appearances are often
deceptive, and Will isn’t the clean-cut, all-American good-guy everyone
imagines him to be. He’s got a secret, one that will tarnish his reputation
forever.
THE VOYEUR (and the VARLET)
Josey
Kavanagh is a self-proclaimed mess, but she’s finally get her shi…uh, act
together. She’s set her sights on becoming a veterinarian, but there’s one
teeny tiny road bump. Her living arrangements are coming to an abrupt end,
leaving Josey homeless and in need of a job to pay her way through college.
THE PLAN
What
he needs is a companion to keep him on the right path.
What
she needs is an apartment with free rent.
Will
is convinced Josey will make the perfect companion, since she’s brutally honest
and basically ‘just one of the guys.’
Josey is convinced she can ensure Will doesn’t succumb to his
voyeuristic proclivities by keeping a scrupulous eye on him.
Except,
what happens when the varlet is tempted by the voyeur, and vice-versa?!
Perchance
something very, very volatile. And vexing.
The Varlet and the Voyeur is a
full-length romantic comedy novel, can be read as a standalone, and is the 4th(and
last) book in the USA TODAY bestselling Rugby Series.
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Excerpt:
*Will*
When I saw how spotless the shared living space was, I allowed
my curiosity to get the better of me and peeked my head into her bathroom,
Rocky dancing around my feet as I entered the space. The counters were covered
in woman-products, but the marble surface and sink were free of water spots,
and the glass of the shower had been wiped clean.
I glanced at Rocky. He glanced at me. Bemused, I chuckled to
myself, about to turn back to the door, and that’s when I spotted it.
A dildo.
A big, Pyrex dildo.
With ridges.
In the shower.
I froze, blinked, and I stared at it, my brain sluggish.
Oddly, I had to remind myself to breathe. Likely because I was . . .
I was—
I was shocked.
I shook myself, tearing my eyes from it and rubbing my chest
where an odd kind of pang was spreading mild warmth up my neck.
But why was I shocked?
Why should I be surprised?
Despite my never seeing her that way, Josey was a woman and
women have needs.
Don’t they?
I hadn’t grown up around women—any women. My mother died when she had my youngest brother. My
grandmother died before I was born. I had no sisters. We lived on a farm, way
out in BFN Oklahoma.
Girls—women—and their bodies were sacred lands of the unknown
to us Moore boys.
Unbidden—completely unbidden—an
image of Josey flashed through my mind’s eye. Her full lips parted, her big
eyes closed, causing her thick black lashes to catch droplets of water before
they dripped over her sharp cheekbones. Her head would be lolled back as shower
spray melted bubbles of slippery soap, sliding down her bare skin as they
dissolved. Her legs would be parted, and maybe one hand would be braced against
the wall of the shower while the other moved in a steady rhythm.
Holding that huge, glass dildo.
I swallowed a sudden rush of salvia and, unable to help
myself, I leaned closer to the sex toy, examining it and comparing its size
against my own.
I was bigger.
But not by much.
And for some reason, this realization made me instantly hard.
Crap.
Of course I knew Josey was a woman, but until this moment,
I’d never really thought of her that
way. Not even the tampon-mountain drove the point home. Up until this point,
she was someone I liked as a person, someone who made me laugh, who was smart
and compassionate, someone around whom I felt completely comfortable. A
good—no, a great companion.
She was still all of those things, except—
Except now I’ve pictured her
naked.
Meet Penny Reid:
Penny Reid is the Wall
Street Journal and USA Today
Bestselling Author of the Winston Brothers and Knitting in the City series. She
used to spend her days writing federal grant proposals as a biomedical
researcher, but now she just writes books. She’s also a full time
mom to three diminutive adults, wife, daughter, knitter, crocheter, sewer,
general crafter, and thought ninja.
Connect
with Penny:
Twitter: @ReidRomance
Meet
L.H. Cosway:
L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and
Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives
in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favorite things
in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical
comedy, and of course, books.
She thinks that
imperfect people are the most interesting kind. They tell the best stories.
Connect with L.H. Cosway:
Twitter: @LHCosway
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