Let’s face it. We all know what a fan I am of Lulu Moore’s New York Players. I’m a bonafide whore for them, especially Cooper. But with this short story, Lulu Moore gives us a little insight into Drew, pre-Emerson ‘Lucky’ Reeves. And boy is he a fine specimen of a man. Mm-Hmm.
I really enjoyed this little insight into how Drew met Emerson. The beginning of their story is a hot, lust filled night in Vegas that ends way too soon, and in such a way, that if you’ve already read Drew’s book, makes you want to hug him tightly (and much much more - yes in a thirsty biatch, so sue me!)
The whole gang is included, and my fave part, even though it’s short and sweet is Murray’s cameo, the manwhore of all manwhores! I love him !!
If you haven’t read any of Moore’s books. Go now, read them .. start with the Players, then move on to the Tuesday Club lads, you won’t be disappointed in them. They’re all hot, man-babies that meet their match in the women that walk into their lives. And there’s fireworks galore!