I was the ultimate bachelor. I enjoyed my wild life, the late nights, and the fact that I had no commitments. My job and my freedom were all I needed.

Or so I thought.

Chloe was sweet and kind, and the way she got so flustered in my presence was adorable. That smile of hers did things to a man. And her laugh? It was infectious.

She had this gravitating pull that was irresistible.

She was younger, sweeter, and too innocent for a guy like me. But none of that mattered because she also possessed the power to make any man want things he’d never really given himself a chance to even think about.

But there was one thing that held me back. One thing that made me question the feelings I held for her.

She was my best friend’s cousin.

To make matters worse, she had an army of men around her that were ready to defend her if needed. And let me tell you, being on the opposite end of that line was enough to make any sane man pause.

But the more time I spent time with her, the faster all the reasons I should hold back disappeared.

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Favorite Quotes:

 

They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but a woman who was suffering from rejection and humiliation, well, that was a dangerous combination. We could be vindictive, and yes, even overdramatic, but how was I supposed to look at him and not remember…

 

Needing her full attention, I committed the sin of all sins in a woman’s kitchen, and I grabbed the spoon and bowl from her hands. When her mouth fell open and she narrowed her eyes at me, I knew I better speak fast or run.

 

Margie was the town gossip; anything she’d heard, she added to it and told it to anyone who would stop long enough to listen. The object of the game was to be polite but never offer any bits of information that were not necessary.

 

There was no denying it. Even Grace herself understood how wound up she was… Each of us all gave her advice on how to scratch the itch. I had a feeling if this all kept up, whomever the man was that finally got past her guards, she’d end up killing them by sexual exhaustion.

  

My Review:

 

C.A. Harms has a devoted fangirl for life, as I adore her clever brand of snark, wit, and sizzling style. The storylines were original with emotive tones that were equal parts sweet, angsty, amusing, and steamy. This was an engaging and well-balanced tale that frequently had me smirking and/or turning up the fan and seeking out liquids for re-hydration.   Although he was somewhat clueless, this installment to the series featured a sexy fireman/construction worker packed with muscles. Swoon, sign me up to volunteer for their next fundraiser. No wonder his loony-tunes stalker couldn’t stay away.

 

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