Roadside Assistance
Body Shop Bad Boys #2
by Marie Harte
Release Date: Sept 6 2016
Underneath the axle grease and tats
He’s a gentleman
Foley Sanders figured he’ll always be content with a life of cars and casual hookups. Until a run-in with Cyn, a statuesque firecracker with a hate-on for men, leaves him bewitched and intrigued—much to her annoyance.
Maybe Cynthia Nichols was a little hard on Foley, that muscular, tattooed, super-hot mechanic next door. But she’s tired of feeling defensive about her size and has sworn off men. She’s got a new job, new life, perfect plan. Foley has trouble written all over him—no way is she going to fall for his charms.
Foley might look like a bad idea, but underneath, he’s all gentleman. Too bad Cyn’s not buying it. What’s a bad boy to do when the goddess of his dreams won’t give him the time of day?
Caffeine addict, boy referee, and romance aficionado, MARIE HARTE is a confessed bibliophile and devotee of action movies. Whether hiking in Central Oregon, biking around town, or hanging at the local tea shop, she’s constantly plotting to give everyone a happily ever after. Visit marieharte.com and fall in love.
He’s a gentleman
Foley Sanders figured he’ll always be content with a life of cars and casual hookups. Until a run-in with Cyn, a statuesque firecracker with a hate-on for men, leaves him bewitched and intrigued—much to her annoyance.
Maybe Cynthia Nichols was a little hard on Foley, that muscular, tattooed, super-hot mechanic next door. But she’s tired of feeling defensive about her size and has sworn off men. She’s got a new job, new life, perfect plan. Foley has trouble written all over him—no way is she going to fall for his charms.
Foley might look like a bad idea, but underneath, he’s all gentleman. Too bad Cyn’s not buying it. What’s a bad boy to do when the goddess of his dreams won’t give him the time of day?
Caffeine addict, boy referee, and romance aficionado, MARIE HARTE is a confessed bibliophile and devotee of action movies. Whether hiking in Central Oregon, biking around town, or hanging at the local tea shop, she’s constantly plotting to give everyone a happily ever after. Visit marieharte.com and fall in love.
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By Saturday afternoon, Cyn still hadn’t called
Foley. She sat in her kitchen, staring at the scrap of paper he’d left behind.
She’d plugged his number into her phone under “Big Man,” knowing Nina would
never look Foley up under that name if she happened to nose through Cyn’s
contacts. Cyn didn’t nickname her associates. All business, even in her social
life, she organized with flawless attention to detail. Foley should have been
filed under S
for Sanders.
She stared at his number again, wondering why she
kept dithering over what to do about him. The orgasm had softened her toward
him. The man clearly had skills. He hadn’t asked for more than sex, and God
knew it had been a while for her.
Why not enjoy him? She’d never been one for casual
sex, but Foley was nice. He’d helped her with her car, which yes, had needed
nothing more than a new battery—or so Matt had said. She’d refused to go down
to Webster’s, surrounded by so much testosterone and Foley. Not when she had
trouble keeping her thoughts—and lips—to herself.
She blushed, still amazed she’d turned his nice
kiss into a friggin’ orgasm. Yet for all the pleasure Foley had given her, he
hadn’t taken his own. What kind of guy did that? Especially with a woman as
willing as she’d been. Hell, he could have mounted her outside on her front
lawn and she wouldn’t have said no.
“I’m so easy. And desperate.” She groaned.
Fortunately, she had no one to hear her but
herself. Nina and Matt had decided to put in time at the shop, while Cyn’s
nephews helped out their grandparents, getting ready for the annual holiday
party.
Cyn had wondered if she should bring Foley—for
about three seconds. Any scent of a man with her, and her mother would no doubt
pester and degrade her into a bitter, self-doubting mess by the end of the evening.
As hard as Cyn had worked to overcome Ella’s
badgering, the little girl who lived on inside her constantly wondered if maybe
Ella wasn’t right. Cyn probably wasn’t smart, funny, or independent enough to
live on her own. And with her chubbiness, she couldn’t hope to land a decent
man, not without her mother’s help.
Part of Ella was correct. Cyn didn’t feel fully
satisfied with life, despite her successes. Even her sexual encounter with
Foley had been lacking something. A closeness? A reciprocal lust? Then again,
the man had not
been faking that monster in his pants.
Hell. She fanned herself, dying to know what he
looked like naked. She wanted to see all those tattoos. She pushed the call
button on her phone then hung up before it could ring.
Should I? Shouldn’t I? Should I?
Shouldn’t I?
With one more week until the holidays, maybe she
should wait until after Christmas for a date. He likely had plans with family.
That dimension of his character further softened her. Foley loved his mother.
And Sam, a man he considered a brother.
How could she not like a guy who cared for his
family? She loved hers unconditionally, despite her mother’s unintentional
cruelty. Cyn knew that at heart, Ella wanted only the best for her daughter,
despite how much she hurt Cyn with her criticisms.
Love could be strange. Just because Foley loved his
mother, Cyn shouldn’t make him out to be a saint.
She dialed him anyway.
The phone started ringing. She brought it to her
ear, her nerves on high alert as she waited on the call she’d been dying to
make for two days.
4 of 5 Stars
by Cheryl Stewart
Foley had all he needed in life, his mom, Sam and his work at the garage, an occasional hookup, everything was good. Until a run in with Cyn, a fiery red head with a hate on for men and the confidence to go with it, or so it seems. Now he can’t stop thinking about her.
Cynthia Nichols is a intelligent business woman who has had her fair share of problems with relationships and has decided she does not need a man in her life. Cyn has always had issues with her appearance, thanks to her mother always trying to get her to lose weight. When she finds out Foley likes her for her brains and her curves she decides to give him a chance. Behind the tattoos and muscles he is a gentleman, always looking out for someone he loves.
This was a good addition to the Body Shop Bad Boys Series. I am looking forward to reading Sam's story next in Zero to Sixty
*** Advanced copy provided in exchange for an honest review. ***
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