Disaster in Love
Liz Bower
Is he the man of her
dreams…or a half-baked fantasy?
Kimberly
Hardwick has always taken the bitter with the sweet. As she white-knuckles her
way through her disastrous first-ever flight, she figures that if she’s going
to die, at least the last face she sees will be the handsome hunk in the
neighboring seat.
Dark-haired
“Beck”, with eyes as rich and deep as her favorite baking chocolate, holds her
hand until they’re safely on the ground…and then holds her through a night that
dreams are made of. But in the morning, she wakes up alone, more convinced than
ever that the only dreams worth investing in are her own.
But that
takes money, and the only way to earn enough to start her own cake company is
to work a dry, bland agency temping job. One in an accounting firm where her
new boss, Kyle Robinson, isn’t the only unpleasant surprise.
Even
though Kyle’s eyes follow her everywhere, he’s all business…until Kimberly
discovers a discrepancy in the books. Leaving her wondering if Kyle is a man
she can trust, or if she’s set herself up for a heartbreaking fall.
Warning: Contains a strong woman with a vulnerable
heart, a tough man with a tender touch, decadent brownies, and
even-more-decadent sex. Preheated oven not necessary…the contents are already
hot!
Our entwined hands rested against his thigh and his thumb traced across my wrist.
“I fly a
lot. And I’m no stranger to high-risk situations.”
Well, that
was…intriguing. “Really? Are you a paratrooper or something?” I licked my lips
and he looked away from me. The muscle in his cheek twitched like he was
stopping himself from confessing some deep, dark secret.
He glanced
out of the window and said, “Or something.”
Huh. Vague much? But then he had every right to be. If we weren’t in this situation, we would probably have spent the duration of the flight ignoring each other. Polite chitchat as we manoeuvred around sharing the same cramped space for so long. I was saved from trying to come up with a reply by the crackle of the announcement system.
Huh. Vague much? But then he had every right to be. If we weren’t in this situation, we would probably have spent the duration of the flight ignoring each other. Polite chitchat as we manoeuvred around sharing the same cramped space for so long. I was saved from trying to come up with a reply by the crackle of the announcement system.
Liz has
lived in a lot of places including The Middle East and southern Spain. But her
heart has always been in Lancashire where she is originally from in the UK.
This picturesque county in the northwest of England is the inspiration for many
of her books.
When not
writing, Liz loves to curl up on the sofa with a cup of coffee and her Kindle.
She also enjoys walking her dog (Barney) in the beautiful surrounding countryside.
Thanks for sharing x
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