(Today’s special feature is recommended to readers over the age of 18.)
I can’t stress how much I thoroughly enjoyed “Special Delivery“! To start with, the storyline looped me in. I got caught up and lost in this scandalous man’s life. Gavin plays hardball. He’s unforgiving and unapologetic. He knows how to take advantage of opportunities, while being able to manipulate the less than favorable curveballs. The storyline was so unexpected, I found myself sending messages to the author as the plot unfolded. And the entire time, I couldn’t help but talk about Gavin to any and everyone that would listen. Gavin, Gavin, Gavin…
I can’t wait to see how the drama unfolds, especially after reading the excerpt from Book 2. I was literally salivating over the writing and situations in his life. And speaking of the writing…I enjoy reading Perri Forrest’s stories! She has a clear grasp on storytelling with cause and effect. Thoroughly enjoyed Gavin’s tale and looking forward to stalking him into the next book, and beyond. Highly recommended for anyone that enjoys drama. As a matter of fact, a must read – period!
“Special Delivery” is not the first of Ms. Forrest’s work that I’ve read, but I have to admit that I simply can’t decide on my favorite. What I will admit is that I get totally lost in her bold writing, no matter the story. Today, we’ll be getting to know the main character from her latest release, Gavin Brooks.
Introducing Gavin Brooks
Contrary to popular belief, being a player is hard work. There is a lot of attention to detail that goes into it. Especially if you care about maintaining a stable team. Let me place just a small bit of emphasis on something; when I say “stable team,” I mean one that has substance. It doesn’t count if that’s lacking. Like, for real. Does not count.
I’m not like most men. The women that I entertain in my space have to have something going for them that will hold my attention. See, I have a little something called ADD. Now there’s not a man alive who doesn’t enjoy a beautiful woman. I’m no different. However, as crazy as it may sound, looks only keep me entertained for seconds…maybe minutes…that’s figuratively speaking, by the way. The fact of the matter is, I need the conversation to be stimulating, I need for her to not be so easy to catch, and I need her to know how to hold my attention if she is lucky enough to catch me. In short, I desire quality, and sadly, in my history of dating women, it can’t be found in just one. And so I roam.
Sure, I did settle down and put a ring on it for a particular woman, but things went south really quickly with her. Let’s just say that all that glitters is not gold. Cliché, right? I know. But it’s the truth and probably the best matrix anyone could have come up with. There does exist a love there, but it’s not the “in love” kind of love. As a matter of fact, and for the sake of time, let’s just call it complicated for now.
I’ve been living my life all this time by the rule, ‘Master the pussy, you master the women,’ and believe it or not, it holds true. I’ve seen it in living color. For some reason, women are really driven by penis – skilled penis, even more so. Go figure. They say there’s a power in the pussy, but fellas we hold way more power than some of us even know – once we get past the belief that simple penetration makes you the man! How mistaken you are. For every one of you misled creatures, there’s Gavin Brooks. And for every one of you who has failed at pleasing your woman, again…there’s Gavin Brooks. Ha!
Buuuttt there comes a time (and I never thought it would be me) where every man wants to retire his player card. Whew! I had to deep sigh on that one. That’s a lot of pussy to give up. But it happened, and her name is Christina. She came out of nowhere and now I can’t shake the thought of her. I threw all caution to the wind recently and stayed the night…well, not the whole night…but most of it…making love to her, looking into her eyes, and subsequently fell deeper and deeper into the spell that is her. She’s got me mesmerized and now I’m in so deep I don’t know how to get out – or even if I want to get out.
There’s a twist though. I’m still a married man, and Christina doesn’t know that. Shit is really about to hit the fan when I get home because I managed not too long ago to convince my suspecting wife that I wasn’t cheating on her, but then I go and stay out way beyond my work hours. Can’t use that one. Divorce will probably be looming, and she’s gonna shoot for the waist, but then where will that leave me? Because I’m sure when it comes time for me to tell Christina she won’t take the news so well and she’ll probably never speak to me again.
I’m in a dilemma. What do you think I should do?
Perri Forrest’s books are available through Amazon.