All Jacked Up

Book 8 of the Rough Riders Series

All Jacked Up


Rough Riders Book 8


One hot-blooded cowgirl.

One cool-headed CEO.

One fake combustible engagement…what could go wrong?


An enemies-to-lovers, brother’s best friend, opposites attract, small town romance from NY Times Bestselling author Lorelei James.

As the lone girl in the sizeable McKay family, Keely McKay doesn’t need another man giving her orders or advice. So it figures that the restoration specialist required to update her newly acquired building is none other than uptight Jack Donohue—her brother’s best friend and a certified pain in her Wranglers.

Jack is this close to securing a career-defining project, until he learns his bachelor status puts him out of contention. When the hot-bodied and notoriously hot-tempered Keely begs for his help, he proposes a mutually beneficial deal; he’ll oversee her restoration—if she acts the part of his fiancée.

Their sizzling lust overtakes their animosity and they shift from butting heads to knocking boots. But outside the bedroom they’re as mismatched as ever. Small town Wyoming reminds Jack of the humble upbringing he left behind, and country girl Keely feels she doesn’t measure up to Jack’s big-city expectations.

What will it take for Jack and Keely to recognize their pretend relationship has somehow become the real deal?

Ridgeview Publishing
(December 30, 2016)
274 pages

Praise for All Jacked Up »

  • Besides the extra steamy love scenes, ALL JACKED UP is filled with snappy dialogue and lots of tenderness and emotion. This was definitely a book to read through in one night, because it was just too good to put down.

    Romance Junkies

  • The characters of Keely and Jack are rich and nicely developed, the plot fast moving, the sex blistering hot…I can safely say that All Jacked Up is now my new favorite in a series filled with keeper books…

    Literary Nymphs Reviews

  • This is one sexually explosive adventure you don’t want to miss…Jack and Keely’s story is another great addition to this series and one that I will continue to re-read as more of the Rough Riders books are released…

    The Romance Studio

  • I was thoroughly entertained by their verbal sparring and witty banter. They’re a well matched pair, with electric chemistry and as much as they try to fight against it, by professing to hate each other, it’s not long before “hate” turns into passion in this wonderful story…

    Fallen Angels Reviews

  • Ahhh….Another winner penned by Lorelei James…Jack and Keely are in for a wild ride trying to convince their families and friends that they love each other… This was another great book that you should definitely pick up!

    Two Lips Reviews

  • The sex sizzled and burnt up the sheets, but it was the rest of the story that brought it all together and made this such a compelling story to read. Ms James has definitely hit another home run with this book…

    Whipped Cream Reviews, Book of the Week

Excerpt »

As stealthily as possible, Jack slipped his arm behind Keely on the back of the couch. Her hair was long enough he could twine a silky section around his index finger. “You’ve never been tempted to take the plunge?”

“I’ve had my fair share of boyfriends. Some say more than my fair share, but I’ve never seen myself with any of them long term.”

“Why do you think that is?”

Her body tensed. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m flawed. I’m sure you’d derive great joy in detailing all that is wrong with me.”

“I don’t know if your opinion of me bothers me worse than your opinion of yourself.”

Keely snorted. “Please.”

“You don’t need me to tell you you’re a beautiful woman, Keely. You didn’t offer a glimpse of your insecurity because you were fishing for compliments.”

Silence. An unhappy, uncomfortable silence.

“What did I say?”

“Stop teasing me.” She attempted to squirm away.

“I’m not teasing you.” Don’t snap at her. “Why is it so damn hard for you to take a compliment from me?”

“Because you’ve never given me one and it’s insincere,” she retorted.

Jack tugged on her hair until she faced him. “If you’re challenging my sincerity, then I should at least get a chance to prove it.”

“I don’t need proof. We’re pretending to be engaged for Christsake. How much more insincere can it get?”

“We might be lying about some things, but this…pull between us is real.”

Keely shivered. “That’s not—”

“I can demonstrate if you like.”

“I thought you were conditioning me?”

“That too,” he murmured. “Take a chance, cowgirl.”

“And if I say no you’ll call me a chicken?”

“Yep. I’ll even cluck.”

She laughed softly. “You are crazy.”

“I know. It’s part of my charm.” Jack angled his head until his nose brushed her ear. Goddamn. The woman’s scent was a shot of adrenaline straight to his groin. “Close your eyes, Keely.”

“Jack, I don’t think—”

“Don’t think. Just do it.”

She muttered unintelligibly, but she complied.


He dragged his fingers to the top of her thigh where her hand clenched into a fist. He brushed his mouth across the lilac scented skin below her ear. “My lips are a perfect fit for this spot, right here.”

She arched into him slightly.

“I could spend an hour touching you with my mouth and my hands.”

“Over my clothes?”

“To start. Then I’d unbutton your shirt, kissing each section of skin as I bared it. I’d look my fill. I’d taste my fill.”

“And then?”

Jack’s lips skimmed the hollow of her throat. “And then whatever you want, Keely, just name it.”

“What is this proving?” she asked breathlessly.

“Nothing. I’m conditioning you to my touch, remember?”

“So this is just a game?”

“Yes.” Jack let his heated breath follow the sexy curvature of her jaw. “And no. Getting you comfortable with my touch is a means to an end, but the process isn’t a hardship. Not at all.” Hadn’t the woman noticed his cock straining against his zipper?

Keely’s breath caught when he tugged on her earlobe with his teeth.

He smiled against her cheek, figuring he’d won her over. “Am I proving myself?”


“Why not?” Jarred by her response, he stilled. If he hadn’t persuaded her, then why was her voice unsteady? Why was her breath choppy?

“Because you’re not the type of man to take it slow or give me a play by play.”

“And you know me so well?” he murmured with a trace of humor.

“Well enough to know I prefer the zero to four second response time you have, whether it’s in anger or with lust. That’s honest. This calculated seduction is not.” Keely extracted herself from him and stood. She reached for her beer. “Maybe it would be better if we just watched TV.”

Ridgeview Publishing
(December 30, 2016)
274 pages

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