This is a spicy, laugh-out-loud, small-town romance with a colorful supporting cast of meddling townsfolk and family, lots of spicy swooniness, humor, and a heaping spoonful of HEA. All books in this series can be read as a standalone.
What’s a bride to do when her newly-minted firefighter husband spots smoke in Australia on her honeymoon? Pray the fire he insists on fighting doesn’t kill him. And then plot his murder yourself.All I wanted was two weeks Down Under with my new husband... moreThis is a spicy, laugh-out-loud, small-town romance with a colorful supporting cast of meddling townsfolk and family, lots of spicy swooniness, humor, and a heaping spoonful of HEA. All books in this series can be read as a standalone.
What’s a bride to do when her newly-minted firefighter husband spots smoke in Australia on her honeymoon? Pray the fire he insists on fighting doesn’t kill him. And then plot his murder yourself.All I wanted was two weeks Down Under with my new husband. Catch up with my two younger brothers, drink Australian wine, and maybe join a certain high-altitude club in the sky.That’s not too much to ask, is it? The answer is yes. Yes, it is.Between seasickness, a whisky-pong-induced hangover, and a fire that threatens one of the world’s largest inner city parks, I’ll be a widow before my one-month anniversary.One minute we’re enjoying lunch with my brothers in a Kings Park cafe; the next, Blake Freaking Sinclair takes his hero-complex up a level when he’s fighting a fire with a garden hose.One concussion, two broken limbs, and three days in hospital later, the press calls him a hero. I call him a dead man.At least we were upgraded to First Class for the flight home. Even if we can’t make use of the restroom.Did I mention broken limbs? less