Anyone who read Escape in early 2018 is definitely ready to read all about Ten and Webb. The long wait is over thanks to super-author Jay Crownover!

It really was a hell of a cliffhanger to leave us on at the end of Escape, but thankfully, we didn’t have to wait too long to find out what Jay Crownover has in store for Ten and Webb. Runaround is here and ready for your eyeballs to discover all the glorious wonder that is Ten and Webb’s story.

Just in case you need a slightly more enticing offer, we are so honored to have an excerpt for you to test the waters and see what lies in store for you in Runaround. Read on for a small taste of how it feels to dive back into the Getaway series.

WEBB

Trouble taking over my life was nothing new.

We were old friends, and we went way, way back. Sometimes we had a good time…a really good time. Trouble could be a lot of fun if you knew how to play with all of the sharp, enticing edges of it. Sometimes trouble and I had a falling out, and I tried to get my act together, telling myself I was going to do better, be better. But, like the most talented and determined of lovers, trouble always came calling. And like the weak bastard I was, I always gave into the temptation. Always put my hand directly in the flame, even though I knew I was going to get burned.

Trouble was familiar.

Trouble was so easy to slide into, and I couldn’t ever walk away. Most days I didn’t know who I was if I didn’t have trouble trailing after me, dogging my every step, luring me into dark corners toward bad decisions I knew would hang around my neck like a dead weight for the rest of my life.
Today, trouble had the worst timing imaginable when it decided to show up. I was acting right and had been keeping my nose clean. I landed a job on a friend’s ranch in the middle of nowhere Wyoming, foolishly thinking I’d put enough distance between us that it wouldn’t be able to find me. I should’ve known better. Trouble was craft and persistent. Trouble never let go. Trouble had its claws dug so deep into my skin, I’d ripped flesh and bone away when I ran the last time I’d attempted to leave it in the dust.

Trouble wore a lot of different faces. It came in all different shapes and sizes, so I never quite knew what to look for or when to run.

Today I was at a wedding, a celebration of life and love. I was surrounded by happy people, smiling children, and my family. I also couldn’t take my eyes off the only thing in the world I’d ever encountered that tempted me more than trouble: a woman. A beautiful, brave, smart-mouthed woman, who made it clear she didn’t have the time of day to give me. Tall, blonde, with shrewd green eyes set in a face that told a story, Tennyson McKenna was not a woman who suffered fools, of lovesick city boys, lightly. She wanted nothing to do with me, which made her smart and told me she had good instincts. Her blatant dismissal and outright hostility did nothing to cool the heat that pooled low in my gut whenever I caught sight of her. Every rejection she fired my way only made the challenge of chasing her infrequent smiles and rare laughter all the more thrilling. I wanted her. So much so, I forgot that I already had a mistress who like to come calling when my back was turned. Trouble was a tricky bitch with a nasty bite. Trouble showed up in the form of a swarm of black-garbed FBI agents waving around a warrant for my arrest and making a scene on a day that was supposed to be goodness and light.

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