Roll Against Trust (3d20 book 1)

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Blurb
Tasha’s not looking for love, but she doesn’t mind just looking… and maybe a little fantasizing. Her two best friends and weekend AD& D buddies, Seth and Ryan, are the perfect guest stars in her fantasies. When a late night gaming session with the three goes from silly to verbally scorching in an instant, Tasha wonders if her imagination is enough to keep her satisfied long term.
Then her ex’s money mismanagement catches up to her in the form of draining her bank account, her job is threatened by a mistake that points to Ryan, and Seth takes his side. If Tasha can’t move past her trust issues long enough to uncover the truth—both with herself and the men she’s falling for—she’ll wind up broken-hearted and just plain broke.





 Excerpt

“You all right?” Seth asked as he dropped into the empty seat, and set his order number on the edge of the table next to ours.

I forced a smile into place. I wasn’t discussing my money problems with either of them. It had taken me months to even tell them I’d been married once upon a time. “Typical Monday, you know? Sucky here and there and everywhere. It’ll pass.”

Seth studied me, pale eyes trying to pry into my soul, and I turned my attention to chasing the ice in my drink with my straw. A heavy silence fell over the table. Someone set our food in front of us, but I was too distracted to dive in. I needed to ask Ryan about the Zedophap project. Just spit it out.

“Split the difference?” Ryan cut into my hesitation, even though the words triggered an instinct that told me he wasn’t talking to me.

Seth took a moment to respond. “He is pretty cute.”

Irritation crawled under my skin. Great. Not this. I followed their gazes toward a couple on the other side of the room. She was short and curvy with straight, blonde hair—basically the exact opposite of my physical appearance. He was okay. Not gorgeous, but better than average, and so immaculately dressed I wondered if his T-shirt was pressed. They were scowling at each other in some sort of silent-argument, death-match-stare-down.

The point of Ryan and Seth’s split the difference was to find an arguing couple, be the friendly stranger with a shoulder to cry on, and if they did things right, Ryan would go home with her number, and Seth with his. My aggravation bubbled up, carried by the tensions of the day. “Could you two not do this? Just this once? Could you maybe let the arguing couples of the world try and work things out on their own for the day?” I winced at the edge in my own voice. Way to blow things out of proportion, me.

Two heads whirled in my direction. Seth studied me, brows furrowed. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Ryan’s eyes narrowed and he turned back to his food. “Hormonal.”

That single word, even though a tiny part of me knew he was teasing, broke something inside. I let out a soft growl and turned my attention to him.


 



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Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.


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