Cover Reveal: Dirty Sexy Secret (Green County #1) by Nazarea Andrews

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Cover Reveal: Dirty Sexy Secret (Green County #1) by Nazarea AndrewsTitle: Dirty Sexy Secret
Author: Nazarea Andrews
Series: Green County #1
Publisher: A&A Literary
Release Date: May 30, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance, Romantic Suspense
More Info: Goodreads
Even when you know better….
There are a million reasons why Hazel Campton is off limits: she’s a journalist. I’m a cop. Oh, and she’s my foster sister.
My secret is I didn’t care. I haven’t stopped wanting her since I slept with her the night before she left.
She’s trouble. Always has been.

It’s hard to resist the thing you’ve always wanted…
Growing up with Brandon Archer means I know him. Good. Bad. Everything in between.
It’s just never mattered.
My secret? That night. The one I stole, that’s kept me from Archer and Green County, for four years.
Now I’m home, and nothing has changed. Except me. And not in the way that means a damn thing.
Because I still want him.

Everything can change with a knock at the door…
Secrets. Everyone has them. Archer. Me. This town.
Perfection only runs surface deep in Green County. When there’s a knock at me door, it’s a familiar face all covered in danger, and all those secrets we hide? They’re about to come tumbling out.

The first in a sexy new series about Green County, and the people who serve there.


Title: Dirty Sexy Secret

Series: Green County #1

Author: Nazarea Andrews

Release Date: May 30, 2016

Green County is a sexy new series of standalone romances, set in a sleepy small town America. It’s the story of the men and women who serve the County–cops and doctors and lawyers and teachers–and the ordinary lives they lead, and the extraordinary loves they find.
It’s sexy and sweet and angsty.
Welcome to Green County. You’re gonna love it here.

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Some people say you can’t go home again. And that is a complete pile of bullshit. You can. It just won’t be home.

I should know. I did it.

Green County doesn’t change. It’s been four years since I bolted and six months since I sucked up all my pride and ego and came back. And it still struck me as strange. Green Co was exactly the same. Same ridiculous festivals. Same leafy boulevards and parks filled with yoga moms and shrieking children. The same gossips line the coffee shop and eye me when I step in.

They’ll chatter my every move to Elijah later, cooing over him while warning that I was too skinny, too wild too rude too too too.

They did the same thing in high school.

Nothing changed in Green Co. If you want change you go somewhere else and you let it wrap you up tight and fight like hell to keep from being dragged back.

Elijah gets pissy when I say shit like that. But Eli never left Green Co. Never felt the need to get out, to see and shape the world. He’s always been more than happy to see and shape the County.

And you know, he was right. He was good at it. I loved that he cared so much about Green Co. That he wanted to save the little Kansas county from itself.

Someone had to.

I flash the ladies a smile as I order two extra large iced coffees. Cindy grins at me, punching in the order and adding a slice of banana bread and her boxed lunch.

“Long day, Hazel?”

I smile, a half quirk of my lips that passes as a grin these days. “It’s a day ending in Y, Cins. Those are always long.”

She gives me a smirk that tips toward worry. “You need a day off, sugar.”

I make a face, and drop a twenty on the counter as I take my order. “I don’t even know what I’d do with that much free time.”

She arches an eyebrow at me and I grin at her.

“Hazel, my love,” Gabe says, sailing through the door of the coffee shop as I turn away from the counter.

I swallow the grin before it twists into a smirk. “Gabriel,” I say, almost frosty and he laughs.

Smug bastard.

“We should carpool, love, if we’re going to keep meeting like this. Save the planet and all.”

“Because you care so much about the damn planet,” I scoff, and he makes a face, all wounded dignity.

The problem with that face is that I know Gabe. I’ve known him my whole life.

Gabe is everything I ran away from when I left Green Co. Everything I wanted to forget. The smirk that means trouble and the too sharp eyes that sees right through my quick easy lies and watches with concern when I isolate.

Fucking bastard is my neighbor. He’s too damn close for comfort and too damn nosy for his own good.

And coming from an investigative journalist, that’s pretty fucking nosy.


About Nazarea Andrews

Nazarea Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog

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