A man who’s living a lie—until his dream woman takes away the pain.
SOMEONE LIKE YOU
Oxford #3
Lauren Layne
Loveswept
Lauren Layne’s bestselling Oxford Series
continues with the poignant, heartwarming story of New York’s most eligible
bachelor, Lincoln Mathis, a man who’s living a lie—until his dream woman takes
away the pain.
Lincoln Mathis doesn’t hide his reputation as
Manhattan’s ultimate playboy. In fact, he cultivates it. But behind every
flirtatious smile, each provocative quip, there’s a secret that Lincoln’s
hiding from even his closest friends—a tragedy from his past that holds his
heart quietly captive. Lincoln knows what he wants: someone like Daisy
Sinclair, the sassy, off-limits bridesmaid he can’t take his eyes off at his
best friend’s wedding. He also knows that she’s everything he can never have.
After a devastating divorce, Daisy doesn’t need
anyone to warn her off the charming best man at her sister’s wedding. One look
at the breathtakingly hot Lincoln Mathis and she knows that he’s exactly the
type of man she should avoid. But when Daisy stumbles upon Lincoln’s secret,
she realizes there’s more to the charming playboy than meets the eye. And
suddenly Daisy and Lincoln find their lives helplessly entwined in a journey
that will either heal their damaged souls . . . or destroy them forever.
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EXCERPT:
“Lincoln,
you know that I love you like a brother, but if you make a move on my sister, I
will
end you.”
Lincoln
Mathis took a slow sip of his cocktail as he studied the fierce bride-to-be. “I
hope Cassidy knows how lucky he is. You’re so delicate and gentle.”
Emma
Sinclair, soon to be Emma Cassidy as of this time tomorrow, lifted one
elegantly manicured fingernail and flicked his chest. “Promise,
Lincoln. No hitting on Daisy.”
“I
don’t hit on women.”
Emma
gave him a look.
He
held up his free hand in surrender. “I don’t. They come to me. I’m like the
stamen.”
Emma
stared at him with wide, slightly accusatory brown eyes. “The what?”
“The
stamen. The pollen-producing part of a flower, Sinclair. Don’t you watch the
Discovery Channel? Animal Planet? I just saw a fascinating
documentary on bees. See, when the bees land on a flower, their little feet
pick up pollen from the stamen— “
“Mathis.
Are you talking to my fiancée about semen?” Alex Cassidy asked, coming up
beside Emma and setting a possessive hand on her waist.
“Stamen,”
Lincoln clarified. “Not semen. Honestly, is sex all you people
think about?”
“Yes.”
This came from Riley Compton, a brunette bombshell whose status as New York’s
foremost “sexpert” meant she had zero qualms about discussing sex at her best
friend’s rehearsal dinner. “And you know, actually, the stamen is rather
sexual. I saw that bee documentary too, because these are the sort of things
you do when you’re nursing a never-satisfied baby, by the way, and the stamen
is a flower’s male reproductive organ. Sexy, right?”
Emma
inserted the arm not holding her champagne flute between the two of them.
“Guys, it’s my wedding weekend. Can we not talk about flower boners?”
“Fair
enough, Bride,” Lincoln said. “What do you want to talk about? Cassidy’s
boner?”
Alex
Cassidy choked into his champagne.
“There
will be no boner discussion,” Emma said. “Lincoln and I were just having a chat
about how Lincoln will be maintaining his distance from my sister.”
“Speaking
of flowers, where is Daisy?” Riley asked, scanning the
room.
“Running
late. Knowing my sister, her dress had a slight crease from the suitcase, and
she won’t make an appearance until every wrinkle’s banished, every hair’s in
place, and there’s not a speck of lint anywhere.”
“Gosh,
however will I keep my hands to myself?” Lincoln muttered.
“Lincoln,
I swear to God—”
“He’s
messing with you, Em,” Cassidy said, carefully tugging his fiancée away from
Lincoln. “Don’t let him press your buttons. And Lincoln, man, what is with that
drink?”
Lincoln
glanced down. “It’s called a Jasmine. Gin, lemon, some Campari—”
“It’s
pink,” Cassidy observed.
“Right?
You want one?”
Praise for Someone Like You
“Fun and flirty, sassy and steamy, with a deep
emotional pull that will keep you turning the pages.”—Kelly Jamieson, author
of Top Shelf
gripping. A top favorite of 2016 for me.”—New York Times bestselling author Melanie Moreland
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Lauren
Layne
is the USA Today bestselling
author of more than a dozen romantic comedies. She lives in New York City with
her husband (who was her high school sweetheart--cute, right?!) and plus-sized
Pomeranian.
In 2011, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time
writing career in Manhattan, and never looked back.
In her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would
carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.
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