With: Lisa Marie Rice
Congratulations to Lisa G., the winner in Lisa Marie's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!MURPHY’S LAW
The first Murphy’s Law of Love-NEVER SLEEP WITH ANYONE CRAZIER THAN YOU.
The morning after the night before, gifted young mathematician Faith Murphy runs away from Nick Rossi, hockey star heartthrob. If you have to run away from home it might as well be to a gorgeous place—Siena, Italy, where an international conference is being held. She wakes up in the buttery sunshine only to discover the murdered body of her Boss from Hell and she is the prime suspect.
Nick Rossi wakes up with a massive hangover and fabulous memories of his night with Faith. She ran away from him to Siena. Siena is where his family is from and his cousin Dante is the cop who arrested Faith. He has to rescue her, also because his cousin Dante is really good-looking and now that Nick has tasted Faith, he realizes she is his.
MURPHY’S LAW takes place in Siena during the Palio, a no-holds-barred medieval horse race. It is ridden bareback and even a riderless horse can win.
Here’s a little excerpt from MURPHY’S LAW:
“Baby, you’re hot.” Nick lifted his mouth from hers, the smell of whiskey washing over her face. On him it smelled wonderful. He smiled down at her, more impossibly handsome than any man had a right to be. His eyes were sleepy, narrowed, that brilliant cobalt blue a mere shard between long, black thick lashes. He had a lazy smile, handsome face filling her entire field of vision.
“I am?” she breathed. She was a lot of things, but…hot?
“Oh yeah.” Another lazy smile and her heart simply turned over in her chest.
This was Nick. Her best friend’s brother and probably the single most lusted after man in Boston. His huge frame, made huger by all that hockey padding, had graced just about every magazine cover in New England. A couple of shots were of him playing. Someone had said that Nick was so fast on the ice photographers needed high-speed cameras.
A shot of a shirtless Nick on the cover of Vanity Fair, shoulders barely contained by the page, hockey pants riding low on lean hips had sold a million copies. That poster was in thousands of dorm rooms.
If you were female, and between the ages of 15 and 65, you probably had had a wet dream of Nick Rossi.
Who was right here, right now, lazily grinning at her, calling her hot.
He bent low, a lock of blue black hair falling forward, and touched his forehead to hers.
“So, baby, how about it?”
Her mind shorted. Faith’s mind was a very good one, normally. But the heat in her body slowed it down and she had to repeat the phrase in her mind a couple of times, wondering what he meant, when all of a sudden a touch of clarity opened up in the clouds of steam in her head.
He was asking her to have sex with him.
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