I might have gotten myself into a wee bit of trouble—and I'm not talking about the "court mandated community service," or “therapy sessions from bashing a bloke in the head" kind of trouble.
I wish it were that simple.
Nope. I’m talking about the "falling in love with one of my client's daughters,” kind of trouble . . . The kind of problem I can’t talk my way out of when the truth gets out.
How I ended up with her phone is a long story—and when she called to get it back, I took things a bit too far. One innocent exchange wound up leading to so much more.
Fun, new, and totally immune to my charm, Sutton is different. And I had no idea she was the daughter of Foster Green.
Blame it on the dark colored stout running through my veins, pushing me toward one bad decision after another. Pushing me toward her even though I know right from wrong; even though she's my client's daughter.
Dating her might be the best or worst decision I've ever made. Only time, whiskey, and one more roll around the mattress with her will tell.
Unabashed humor, laugh out loud moments, and full of heart, Meghan has written another great book with a new leading man that I fell for immediately!
Let’s be honest here, who doesn't love a damaged man... Come on, we can admit it... So, as Roark, this strong, bruting man, starts to let his vulnerabilities show in secret, while spilling his guts out into his diary for the betterment of himself, the reader is only bound to fall even more head over heels for the bad boy that deep down wants to be good.
With hilarity and heart at its finest I could not get enough of this story between this Irish bad boy and the amazing Southerner, Sutton Grace. I could go on and on about my love of this book but I think it best for you to read and enjoy for yourself!
As Always, Happy Reading!