Feisty fraud investigator, Callie Roberts, isn’t looking for a knight in shining armor to rescue her. She’s perfectly capable of taking care of herself. She’s had to be. Now, her business is thriving and her goal of owning her own home is finally in reach…if she can land her dream client.
The last thing she needs is to be distracted by a man, especially when he’s the powerful New York attorney who’s in town to represent the man her dream client has hired her to investigate.
Taylor Powers’ big city law career has brought him success, but a trip back to his home state of Florida has him wondering if it might be time to think of coming home for good. The sweet, sexy woman he’s drawn to only confuses matters. Callie’s career has made her a pro at keeping secrets and that plays havoc with his zero tolerance for deceptive women. Yet she attracts trouble like a magnet, kicking his protective instincts into overdrive.
Can Taylor unravel the mystery that is Callie? And with a past full of heartache, will Callie ever allow herself to believe happily ever after really can come true?
Her tendency to find trouble washed away his anger at her deception and called to his protective instincts.
He edged past her and retrieved some fresh bath sheets from the linen closet, then watched as she walked to the bathroom with the thick cotton bundle clutched to her chest.
He waited until he heard the soft snick of the door closing, then stepped into the bedroom. He stared at the bathroom door, listening. For what, he wasn’t sure. The sound of her hitting the floor as she passed out from the heat? He was being ridiculous. They wouldn’t have released her from the hospital if her concussion were that serious.
The sound of the shower coming on turned his thoughts suddenly erotic. Images of her bare and wet beneath the spray invaded his thoughts heedless of his worry—heedless of his anger. He paced, waiting for the maddening shower to be done. How long could it take? How long had she been in there? Would he have heard her over the water if she had fallen?
Concern drove him toward the door. An overwhelming need to check in on her compelled his hand to the door knob. It turned easily under his hand and swung away from the
doorframe far enough to give him a clear view of the interior. She stood behind the dappled glass door of his shower. A blurry, dream vision. Her face tipped up into the spray. One
hand pressed against the glass. The vulnerability in her stance, holding on for balance, left him plagued with an uncomfortable mix of lust and tenderness.
Taylor pulled the door closed and pressed his forehead to the cool wood. They had to pick Thorton up soon.
Callie is a PI who hates lawyers. Taylor is a lawyer who hates women with ulterior motives. Callie thinks Taylor is a carpenter, and Taylor thinks Callie is a lawyer, when they meet and have fantastic sex their first night together. Are you confused yet? Callie and Taylor certainly are, and then the fun starts.
It sounds like a comedic farce, but the upsets and missteps that result from their confusion are overridden by the passion between them. As they end up on opposite sides of several fences, Taylor is coming to the conclusion that his high flying life in New York isn’t what he wants, while Callie figures out that not all lawyers are as bad as the one who soured her life.
I liked the ladybug and firefly metaphor that began and ended the book, and I liked both these characters. They worked through their goals and conflicts very well, and learned a lot from each other in the process. Ladybugs and Fireflies is a nice read for summer cottages or winter getaways.
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