#BlogTour — Barrel Proof by Layla Reyne (Agents Irish & Whiskey #3) Excerpt + Giveaway

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FBI agents Aidan "Irish" Talley and Jameson "Whiskey" Walker can't get a moment's peace. Their hunt for the terrorist Renaud seems to be nearing an end, until a fire allows him to slip through their fingers—and puts Jamie's life in danger. When Jamie is nearly killed, Aidan learns how many forms loss can take.


Aidan says I love you just moments before learning that Jamie's been keeping a devastating secret about Aidan's late husband. How quickly trust and love can go up in flames. When Aidan requests a solo undercover assignment, Jamie hopes Aidan will find a way to forgive him.


But the explosions are far from over. Aidan's cover lands him in the heart of the terrorist's conspiracy, and Jamie will have to put his life, his career and his freedom on the line to save the man who has become his entire world. Partners, always is a promise he intends to keep.


A heart-pounding, romantic conclusion to the Agents Irish and Whiskey series.”



BARREL PROOF is the emotional, high impact, AMAZING finale to the Agents Irish and Whiskey series.

Heart-breaking and heart-fulfilling, this book is the perfect finale to the series, and Layla Reyne now has a brand new reader completely addicted to her work. Without a doubt, absolutely recommended by me.
— The Romance Reviews — 5 Stars
Layla Reyne finishes her trilogy with an absolute bang! As sorry as I am to say goodbye to this fabulous pair I couldn’t have enjoyed their ending more.
— Night Owl Reviews — 4.5 Stars
Barrel Proof is the third and final book in the Agents Irish and Whiskey series. After two books that follow the formation of a heated M/M romantic relationship, Barrel Proof starts off with a climax as secrets are revealed and the romance is tested. … Fans of the series will be equally challenged and delighted by the twists and turns Reyne takes. The book flows into a more action-oriented focus as the plot progresses, but Reyne ends the romance with just the right amount of heft to keep any reader of romantic suspense and M/M romance delighted.
— RT Magazine — 4.5 Stars



“You shouldn’t be here,” Jamie said, and the next thing he knew, Aidan was around the desk, cutting off his objection with a searing kiss.

Jamie gave into it, no persuasion necessary. He moaned into the kiss, running his hands under Aidan’s jacket and over his ass, yanking him closer, picking up where they’d left off at the Tavern. Groaning, Aidan thrust his hips and shuffled them back toward the wall.

Until Jamie’s leg gave out. He clutched at Aidan, not because he wanted him close, but because he was the only thing holding him up.

“Whoa, big man,” Aidan teased. “That leg getting the better of you?”

“I’ve been on it all day,” Jamie said, as he fell into his chair. “Finally decided to give.”

“It’s braced?”

Jamie hiked up his pant leg, showing off the conditioning brace. “It’s designed for rehabbing athletes, since we can’t sit still for shit. Allows for increased mobility, but today’s been more than recommended. By a long shot.”

Aidan knelt before him, checking it out more closely. “You need to go home and get some rest.”

Smiling, Jamie shrugged one shoulder. “Pot, kettle.”

Aidan chuckled as he began loosening the brace. He seemed to know the gist of it, likely from his time with Gabe, and had it off in no time. Pushing Jamie’s pant leg higher, Aidan worked both hands up and down his lower leg, messaging and kneading the sore, overworked muscles.

Head falling back, Jamie closed his eyes. “Mmm, that feels good.”

“You doing PT?”

“Yeah, but I missed today’s appointment.”

Aidan made a “tsk, tsk” sound behind his teeth, the rebuke belied by the hand creeping up Jamie’s calf, fingers brushing lightly behind his knee, under the edge of his boxer briefs, closing in on where Jamie wanted him most. He righted his head on a breathless, “Aidan.”

“Hush,” Aidan said, working open his fly.

Eyes darting toward the door, Jamie covered Aidan’s hands with his. “What if—”

Aidan levered up and kissed him silent, stoking what was fast approaching a painful need. “Door’s closed and it’s deserted out there. Need you, baby.”

That did it. He was putty in Aidan’s hands after hearing that endearment, gentle again yet rough with his Irish brogue. Jamie’s legs fell open and his fly followed in short order. Aidan’s hand dove inside and freed his cock, stroking, while his lips worked their way down his body. A nip and kiss at the spot on Jamie’s neck, right behind his ear. Suction just shy of bruising over his Adam’s apple. A longer tongue lashing at the crevice of his throat where his shirt collar parted. Dropping a last kiss through his shirt, atop his tattoo and heart, Aidan sank to his knees and ran his hands up his thighs.

His gaze lifted, and Jamie saw in the darkening autumn his own want, his own need, reflected. “Missed you,” Aidan said, stroking him. “Missed your taste too.”

Jamie thrust into the grip, Aidan’s mouth so close after weeks without. “You’ve got me laid out like a buffet.”

A smirk turned up one corner of Aidan’s tempting mouth. “More like an appetizer.”

“I won’t hold that awful joke against you, if you’ll get on with it.”

Aidan ran his tongue up the underside of his cock, circling the tip then pulling off, torturous teasing. “You started the bad analogy.”

Battle lost, Jamie tunneled his fingers through blond locks and forced Aidan’s gaze. “Shut up and eat, Irish.”

The smirk turned into a full smile, then disappeared into an O around his cock, as Aidan swallowed him to the root.

“Fuck, yes,” Jamie groaned. Fingers fisting in Aidan’s hair, he held on for the ride.




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Author Layla Reyne was raised in North Carolina and now calls San Francisco home. She enjoys weaving her bi-coastal experiences into her stories, along with adrenaline-fueled suspense and heart pounding romance. When she's not writing stories to excite her readers, she downloads too many books, watches too much television, and cooks too much food with her scientist husband, much to the delight of their smushed-face, leftover-loving dogs.


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