Would you let your dog choose your boyfriend?
Maybe Charlie Rockwell should have thought a little harder before adopting the large, out-of-control rescue dog she saw featured on the local news—but, then again, her life has always been best with no waiting, no attachments, nobody to hold her back.
Will Porter lives a life of order and routine, so, of course, he's miffed when a savage Rottweiler picks a fight with his golden retriever at the dog park. His anger quickly vanishes when he looks into the tearful eyes of the dog's owner—eyes that look strikingly similar to his ex's. Even though he'd like nothing more than to run in the other direction, he's unable to ignore the beautiful stranger's request for help in taming her new dog.
Can Will get past her resemblance to his ex and finally learn to love—and trust—again? And can Charlie find the fun in a simpler existence? Who knows, maybe opposites really do attract.
This is part of a new series of family romances, and I've been working hard (and investing heavily) toward its marketing. I am a professional book marketer by trade and have huge plans for the series!
She almost didn't go over to Will's the next day as planned. He proved maddeningly difficult to read, and had their one kiss not been so sultry, she would have given up on him entirely. She didn't like jumping through hoops or dealing with the whole "Does he like me? Doesn't he?" bullshit from her high school days. She was a grown woman, and she deserved to be treated like one.
While she was horny enough to give Will another chance, she had enough self-respect to restrict it to only a single last chance. If he didn't put the moves on her tonight, it was over.
She'd hire a professional dog trainer or watch more Dog Whisperer. As she'd proven to herself a couple nights before, working with Rugby wasn't rocket science. She only had to put in the time, which she had in spades, what with the school year not resuming for another few weeks. By then, Rugby would be the model canine citizen, putting even Tuck to shame.
Oh, but she hoped things would go differently. She hoped Will would give her at least one night of pleasure, something to hold her over for another few months until the next guy came along.
That night, she arrived at his house a full fifteen minutes late. Her mouth fell open as she took in the stately brick home eerily reminiscent of a British Regency manor. It definitely stood out from the other split-level and cabin-style houses that dominated the Anchorage suburbs.
So this was what came from playing life by the book? Nice, but she'd take her simple, free life over this one any day.
Will must have heard her pull into the drive, because he called to her almost the moment she stepped out of her car. "I'm out around back!"
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Already translated.
Translated by Ligia Fonseca
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Author review: I love Ligia so much, I'm naming a character after her in my next book. Really! |
