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Fiona Wilder knows all about falling in lust. Love? That's another story. Determined not to repeat past mistakes, the single mom and cupcake shop owner is focused on walking the straight and narrow. But trouble has a way of finding her. And this time it comes in the form of a smoking hot firefighter who knows all the delicious ways to ignite her bad-girl fuse. Can lead to heartbreak . . .
Firefighter Mike Halsey learned long ago that playing with fire just gets you burned. He's put his demons behind him, and if there's one line he won't cross, it's getting involved with his best friend's ex. But when fate throws him in the path of the beautiful, strong, and off-limits Fiona, will he be able to fight their attraction? Or will he willingly go down in flames? Or a sweet surprise!
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Lightning never strikes twice.
Bullpucky.
On
a stormy, sleet-driven afternoon, Fiona Wilder sat pinned between the steering
wheel and the driver’s seat of her once-pretty-cool little Ford Focus.
If
anything had to happen to her more than once, she’d prefer something fabulous
like winning the lottery, trips to Hawaii, or even free groceries at the Touch
and Go Market. At the very least, she’d appreciate a double-dip victory from
the Bubble Buster Car Wash.
But
nooooooo.
Thanks
to someone else’s road rage, she got to be the unlucky recipient of a car
accident on San Antonio’s busiest highway.
For
the second time.
From
the moment she’d merged from the on-ramp, she’d watched the van and pickup
truck play a dangerous, aggressive game. She’d even changed lanes to get out of
their way. Instead, she’d lucked out. Judging by the van attached to the hood
of her car and the SUV tucked into her rear bumper, she’d become the cheese in
a three-car collision road-rage sandwich.
Last
time she’d escaped with minor bruises. This time, the pain charging through her
head and left leg signaled the fate factor had flipped her a fully extended
middle finger.
Though
her current situation had her packed in like a sardine, she thanked God Izzy
hadn’t been in the car. Nothing in the world meant more to her than her little
girl. And that little girl would start to worry when her mommy didn’t show up
on time.
Fiona
sighed. With her car currently jam-packed between two heavyweights, the
likelihood of going anywhere for a while seemed slim.
A
wave of dizziness spun her head while she blindly reached for her purse to grab
her cell phone. When her searching fingers came up empty she realized the
impact must have flung her bag to the floor. Anxiety twisted through her
stomach. Someone else could dial 911; she needed to get a call to her
babysitter.
Through
the sleeting mist, she heard the oh-too-familiar wail of emergency vehicles and
tried to remember if Jackson was on duty. Ironically, her first accident was
what had brought them together. He’d been the hunky fireman to rescue her. And
she’d found love.
Sort
of.
Now,
as the sirens grew closer and louder, and the familiar flash of red lights cut
through the storm-filled sky, Fiona tried to take a deep breath to stifle the
pain. Just more of her good fortune that her lungs weren’t willing to cooperate
without making it feel like her chest was caving in. She shoved panic aside and
settled for the quick shallow breathing pattern she’d used giving birth to
Izzy. In the meantime she waited for San Antonio’s finest to show up and pry
her out.
“Ma’am?”
A big fist rapped on the driver side window. “Are you okay?”
With
another hee-hee-who, Fiona lifted her groggy gaze up past the big
khaki coat with yellow and reflective stripes, to the handsome face and intense
dark eyes staring back at her from behind the rain-streaked glass.
Her
heart played a quick game of hopscotch.
Apparently,
even pressed in the car like a ravioli, she could appreciate a handsome face.
A
wicked bolt of lightning struck not far beyond the massive fire engine. From beneath
the yellow helmet, the most perfect masculine mouth she’d ever seen lifted in a
reassuring smile, even as the slash of brows over those dark eyes pulled
together. The fireman said something she couldn’t hear over the drumming of
rain, the shriek of sirens, and the ringing in her ears.
Squinting,
she tried to identify him, but the aftermath of the collision had other ideas
and sent another wave of vertigo tilting through her head. This time,
everything went black.
*SCAVENGER HUNT*
Each host will have a
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Readers, you will
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Candis Terry was born and raised near the sunny beaches of
Southern California and now makes her home on an Idaho farm. She’s experienced
life in such diverse ways as working in a Hollywood recording studio to chasing
down wayward steers. Only one thing has remained the same: her passion for
writing stories about relationships, the push and pull in the search for love,
and the security one finds in their own happily ever after.
Find Candis Here
SOMETHING SWEETER by Candis Terry is the
Harlequin Junkie Book Club Read for January!
Mark your calendars for Jan 29th!
(6pm PST/9pm EST)
Thank you for hosting! Gaele (for Lisa)
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