Sayer Cole and Zeb Fuller couldn’t be more different. She’s country club and fine-dining, he’s cell-block and sawdust. Sayer spends her days in litigation, while Zeb spends his working with his hands. She’s French silk, he’s all denim and flannel.
Zeb’s wanted the stunning blonde since the moment he laid eyes on her. It doesn't matter how many smooth moves he makes, the reserved lawyer seems determinedly oblivious to his interest—either that or she doesn't return it. Sayer is certain the rough, hard, hot-as-hell Zeb could never want someone as closed off and restrained as she is, which is a shame because something tells her he might be the guy to finally melt her icy exterior.
But just as things start to heat up, Zeb is blindsided by a life altering moment from his past. He needs Sayer’s professional help to right a wrong and to save more than himself. He can’t risk what’s at stake just because his attraction to Sayer feels all consuming. But as these opposites dig in for the fight of their lives, battling together to save a family, the steam created when fire and ice collide can no longer be ignored.
Releasing January 5, 2016!
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4 stars
Another great spin-off series from Ms. Crownover. I've been a huge fan of this author, since she introduced me to Rule and Shaw (my fav couple. ever!) from the Marked Men series. And I'm always excited when she releases a new book, let alone, a new series.
Sayer Cole is a family lawyer and half-sister of Rowdy. She is put together on the outside, but deep down, she's facing issues. Zeb Fuller has been intrigued by the reserved lawyer, the first day they met. But breaking down that wall she has up, is a challenge for him.
And when unexpected news lands on Zeb's doorstep, he needs Sayer's legal help. Sayer is willing to help Zeb, but doesn't expect him to slowly break down her walls. Built is sweet and sexy read and getting just a little of Rome in there, is always a plus!
I met her at a bar.
She had
a beer bottle in her hand even though she looked like she should be sipping
champagne out of an expensive flute, and that inexplicably turned me on. She
was pretty and looked completely out of place in the no-name bar sitting across
from one of my longtime friends who also happened to be her long-lost brother.
He was the reason she was here. In that split second that I laid my eyes on her
I wanted to be the reason she stayed.
I knew
it was rude and that the two of them needed some time together, some time to
figure out what they were to each other now that she had blasted into his life
unannounced. If I was a better friend I would have left them alone. As it was,
I made my way over to the tiny table and sat down. I was covered in sawdust and
had drywall mud caked in the hair on my head and on my face, but she didn’t
flinch or bat an eyelash when I purposely broke up their party of two and
placed myself as close to her as I could without actually touching her.
My
buddy Rowdy St. James lifted his eyebrows at me as I stared at her while he
introduced us. Sayer Cole. Even her name was elegant and sophisticated
sounding. She was an enigma, this pretty woman that seemed like she should be
in any place but this bar with the two of us. She’d showed up out of the blue a
couple of months ago claiming to be Rowdy’s half-sister, claiming that they
shared a father, claiming that all she wanted was to be in his life and have
some kind of family of her own. She looked too delicate to be that brave. Came
across as way too proper to have said “fuck it all” and picked up her life to
move it someplace unknown without being sure of her welcome. She looked like
silk, but if my guess was right about her, it was silk wrapped around steel.
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