Sneak Peek: Five First Dates by Erin McCarthy

Today you can sneak a peek at Five First Dates by Erin McCarthy. Five First Dates is an all-new standalone brother’s best friend rom com from New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy and is coming March 23rd!

Title: Five First Dates
Author: Erin McCarthy
Series: standalone
Genres: contemporary romance/ romantic comedy

Surely having a brotherโ€™s-friend-with-benefits wonโ€™t hurt my search for Mr. Right.

Every perfect rom-com has a twist that leads the heroine to her happily ever after.

Me? Somehow, in any room full of prince charmings, I always manage to find the one frog.

So this time, Iโ€™ve found my own twist. Four of my friends will each set me up. Four first dates. Four chances at my own happily-ever-after.

My brotherโ€™s best friend even offered to watch my baby while Iโ€™m out finding true love.

Only Maddox has sure grown up since I saw him last. The guy next door now looks more like the guy on a magazine cover. Heโ€™s inked and sexy. Muscular. Utterly irresistible. Andโ€ฆ big.

Surely having a brotherโ€™s-friend-with-benefits wonโ€™t hurt my search for Mr. Right.

Especially if heโ€™s my fifth first date…

Get your first peek at this book:

I woke up with a start, sitting up in panic. There was drool in the corner of my mouth. Why was I in bed? Where was my son?
I stumbled out of bed, heart racing.
I remembered almost immediately that Maddox had arrived and had told me to take a power nap. Right. Geez. I slowed down in the hallway, putting my hand onto my chest to take a deep breath and calm down. Sully was fine. He was with Maddox.
But when I went into the living room, they werenโ€™t there. I realized the bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. Hold on. If Maddox was in the shower, where was Sully? Was he lying on my bathroom floor, which I had to admit, hadnโ€™t been cleaned recently? The thought of my child rolling around on that cold, damp germ-riddled floor had me opening the bathroom door to rescue him.
Sully wasnโ€™t on the floor. He wasnโ€™t anywhere to be found.
My panic kicked into high gear again, and without hesitating, I ripped back the shower curtain to demand Maddox explain where the hell my child was. The words died on my tongue. Because Sully was in the shower with Maddox, looking pink and chubby and delighted, hand out in front of him to catch the water as he rested comfortably on Maddoxโ€™s hip.
Maddoxโ€™s naked hip.
Maddox, who didnโ€™t look pink and chubby and delighted.
Maddox, who looked like a hard, sexy-as-hell, bad boy.
His head was under the water, body turned toward me so Sullivan was out of the direct line of the stream. Which meant I could see every single full-frontal inch of Maddox. He was hard. Everywhere. Muscles on muscles, decorated with tattoos over a good fifty percent of his incredible body. Incredible and firm body.

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About the Author:
USA Today and New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written over seventy-five novels and novellas in the romance and mystery genres. Erin has a special weakness for high-heeled boots, martinis, and Frank Sinatra. She lives with her renovation-addicted husband (he built her a bar, so itโ€™s all good!) and their blended family of kids and rescue dogs.


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