Blurb
Desperate for a paycheck after forfeiting a chance at her
dream career, Roxie Malone accepts a job at a law firm, assisting a
hard-to-please and too tempting criminal attorney. Struggling to censor her
sarcasm and adjust to the expectations of the challenging man, she maintains
one goal. Do not get fired. As long as she refuses to mix business with
pleasure, she might have a shot at earning the bonus at the end of the case.
Me,
assistant. You, boss.
Losing the drive that made him one of the top lawmen at his
firm, Grant Newland takes a leave of absence at the worst possible time. Upon
hearing his friend is charged for murder, Grant races back to work to fight for
justice. But concentrating on the case is easier said than done with the
gorgeous, no-nonsense assistant trailing behind him.
Blurring
the lines…
Roxie and Grant agree to leave their pasts behind them,
opting to swallow the pain of the sacrifices they’d made. They focus on
answering one question. Who killed famous singer, Josh Warren? Chasing clues
and stumbling over dead ends, they try to deny their attraction to each other.
It’s only a matter of time before they can debate whether it might be better to
tackle their case as a team, instead of resisting each other.
Excerpt
With a
head full of red hair—real red, not strawberry or auburn, but flat-out,
vibrant, bold, red—she jerked her face toward him. She narrowed her eyes as she
studied him. A slow, concentrated onceover from his immaculately polished
shoes, all the way up to his still-wet-from-the-shower hair.
Like
Jessica Rabbit, in one sexy, sweet package on her knees in front of him, her
hair fell to cover one eye.
Oh, fuck me.
“Juanita…?”
Grant couldn’t remove his stare from the woman. A sinking feeling she was bad
news clouded his mind. The mere sight of her and he couldn’t think fast enough,
all blood fueling a more southernly head.
Red
rose to her feet, showing tight curves in her simple black skirt, her green
blouse failing to contain her cleavage. Papers stayed clutched in a bunch in
one hand, and she stuck her other in a fist at her hip.
“Grant,
please meet your new assistant,” Juanita said.
Oh, fuck me, please. No.
Juanita
and Lia had pulled this kind of stunt before, when he’d been grouchy prior to
his leave. They’d hired gorgeous, fuckable women to be his assistant. Maybe
Chris had been in on it, too, thinking a hot woman in his immediate proximity
might snap him out of his asshole ways. An office-arranged rebound to distract
him from the toxicity of his ex at the firm.
He
never fraternized with the staff. Ever.
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Author Bio
Amabel Daniels lives in Northwest Ohio with her patient
husband, adventurous toddlers, smiley baby, and a collection of too many cats
and dogs. Although she holds a Master’s degree in Ecology, her true love is
finding a good book. When she isn’t spending time outdoors, or wondering how to
negotiate with her mightily independent two-year-old daughter, she’s busy
brewing up her next novel, usually as she lets her mind run off with the
addictive words of “what if…”
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