CAN’T FIGHT THIS FEELING
Spikonos Brothers #2
Miranda Liasson
Releasing March 7th, 2017
SHE WANTS TO MOVE ON…WITH SOMEONE
BLAND AND BORING…
BLAND AND BORING…
Widowed
psychologist Maggie McShae is ready to find someone who won’t make her heart
beat fast, her knees grow weak, or make her feel hot and cold at the same time.
No one she can really love, because love brings too much pain.
psychologist Maggie McShae is ready to find someone who won’t make her heart
beat fast, her knees grow weak, or make her feel hot and cold at the same time.
No one she can really love, because love brings too much pain.
Drew
Poulos, son of a billionaire, is hiding out in Mirror Lake, working at his
brothers’ brandy company. He inspires those very feelings Maggie’s determined
to avoid. The hunky businessman, who left his high society bride at the altar,
is the last person she’d ever seriously date…but he might just
be perfect for a fling…
Poulos, son of a billionaire, is hiding out in Mirror Lake, working at his
brothers’ brandy company. He inspires those very feelings Maggie’s determined
to avoid. The hunky businessman, who left his high society bride at the altar,
is the last person she’d ever seriously date…but he might just
be perfect for a fling…
HE NEEDS A DATE FOR HIS BROTHER’S
WEDDING…WITH SOMEONE WHO CAN CALM HIS QUIRKY FAMILY…
WEDDING…WITH SOMEONE WHO CAN CALM HIS QUIRKY FAMILY…
Drew’s too
heartbroken to ever trust any woman again, but the sexy psychologist is the
perfect person to deflect his family’s attention as his brother marries the woman
Drew once thought was his.
heartbroken to ever trust any woman again, but the sexy psychologist is the
perfect person to deflect his family’s attention as his brother marries the woman
Drew once thought was his.
As
sparks fly, two injured hearts might just find that true love can be even
better the second time around….
sparks fly, two injured hearts might just find that true love can be even
better the second time around….
He got in her face. And oh, those big brown intelligent eyes
up close, those chiseled cheekbones, so much more defined than her own, which really
were such a waste on a man. That thick, pitch-black hair, so thick a woman’s
fingers could get lost in there.
up close, those chiseled cheekbones, so much more defined than her own, which really
were such a waste on a man. That thick, pitch-black hair, so thick a woman’s
fingers could get lost in there.
She tried to back up a step, but he moved forward. “Maybe.
Let’s start by being honest with each other. Do you want me, Maggie?”
Let’s start by being honest with each other. Do you want me, Maggie?”
“We’re not talking about—that. Back off already.” She pushed
on his chest a little. A mistake. Because it was hard as boulders and made her
knees go weak. “Besides, you just—flinched when I touched you.”
on his chest a little. A mistake. Because it was hard as boulders and made her
knees go weak. “Besides, you just—flinched when I touched you.”
“I think we need to do what you said, talk about it. I
flinched because I felt what I think you feel too. That there’s something going
on between us. What are we going to do about it?”
flinched because I felt what I think you feel too. That there’s something going
on between us. What are we going to do about it?”
She flipped her hand dismissively. “It’s all that
touchy-feely stuff we’re doing in front of your family. That has to stop.”
touchy-feely stuff we’re doing in front of your family. That has to stop.”
“This has nothing to do with playacting,” he said quietly.
“And I think you know that. “That kiss on the court… It was real.”
“And I think you know that. “That kiss on the court… It was real.”
“That kiss was…impulsive. Heat of the moment, fueled by our
hard-won victory.” Joking now was not stopping the shivers that were running up
and down her arms. Or the hot and cold coursing through her veins. Somehow, she
sensed how it would be between them. Wild. No holds barred. And God help her,
she wanted that.
hard-won victory.” Joking now was not stopping the shivers that were running up
and down her arms. Or the hot and cold coursing through her veins. Somehow, she
sensed how it would be between them. Wild. No holds barred. And God help her,
she wanted that.
She tried to pull some common sense out of her sex-addled
brain. It would be a very bad idea on both their parts to forget their troubles
with a sweaty round of sex, wouldn’t it?
brain. It would be a very bad idea on both their parts to forget their troubles
with a sweaty round of sex, wouldn’t it?
Miranda Liasson loves to write
stories about everyday people who find love despite themselves, because there’s
nothing like a great love story. And if there are a few laughs along the way,
even better! She’s a former Golden Heart winner who writes contemporary romance
for Montlake Romance, Entangled, and soon for Grand Central. She lives in the
Midwest with her husband, three kids, and Posey, a rescue cat with attitude.
stories about everyday people who find love despite themselves, because there’s
nothing like a great love story. And if there are a few laughs along the way,
even better! She’s a former Golden Heart winner who writes contemporary romance
for Montlake Romance, Entangled, and soon for Grand Central. She lives in the
Midwest with her husband, three kids, and Posey, a rescue cat with attitude.
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