She’s a Spitfire
Chloe Liese
(Tough Love #2)
Publication date: June 24th 2019
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
One fiery-haired, sexy scientist finds her perfect complement in a dark and handsome soccer star. Opposites attract, and they’ve got chemistry that’s explosive—literally.
Physics calls it entropy. Philosophy calls it Murphy’s Law: If something can go wrong, eventually it will.
Professionally and personally speaking, Zed’s familiar with the principle. After a decade of trying to alter the atomic makeup of the mafia from its nucleus, now he’s set on leaving The Life and pursuing his heart. Problem is, the sassy, hot-headed spitfire he can’t quit is meddling in his slow burn escape plan, and turning it into full-on combustion.
Not to mention, Nairne’s got a painful history she won’t talk about and more secrets than she has lab instruments—which is really saying something. In an ideal world, the bad boy footballer would follow the brainy beauty overseas and they’d live happily ever after. But Murphy’s Law is proven true, as Zed finds his world imploding and his escape plan foiled. These enemies turned lovers end up discovering how costly it can be to meet the right person at the wrong time.
A present he can’t escape.
A past she can’t forget.
A future they won’t stop fighting for.
They say all’s fair in love…and war.
Book Two in the Tough Love Series—an enemies to lovers, suspenseful romance, full of sexy Italians, feisty heroines, globe-trotting action, and an ending that’ll both satisfy you and leave you ready for more!Excerpt:
I sped to practice to burn off the last of the alcohol I’d drowned
myself in. Being elected boss was my worst nightmare come true, and had
required liquor-induced oblivion. I could hardly think about it without wanting
to vomit. I’d done everything right, played my hand perfectly to support Nella
as leader, and it had blown up in my face anyway. Electing me boss. It
was goddamn unacceptable.
“Muffin!” Lucas shouted.
I lifted a hand in hello, jogged
onto the field, and started my warm-up laps. Lucas was in goal, taking shots
from one of the assistant coaches. He dove to the right for a pretty
spectacular save, then chucked the ball he’d just caught straight at me as I
rounded his net. Almost nailed me in the junk but my quick reflexes saved me.
“Not today, Lucas.” I shook my head
and jogged off. Warm-ups were when I settled into mindlessness and tried to
zone out of my circular thoughts. While my thoughts were circular at the
moment, they were hardly mindless, as I tried to figure out what Nairne was
messing in. And how I was going to dig myself out of this fresh level of hell I’d
found myself. How I’d make my way to Nairne like the unapologetic lovesick man
I’d turned into.
I doubled back to Nella. She
obviously wanted to be boss. She’d been angry last night. She was as power
hungry as it got, and it had been her right to step in Antonio’s place. If I
could find some way to ensure she was leader, without drawing the capo’s anger
in my direction, I might have a chance. But if Nella became boss, much of my
work would unravel. My setup benefitted her, but she would never do it my way
long term because she was greedy and much less scrupulous than I was. Within
the window of time between passing her the power and the feds’ takedown, she
couldn’t do too much damage. Still, it was a lot of conditions and a huge
amount of risk.
Lucas’ long, sweaty arm hooked
around my neck and yanked me against him. “Zeddy, you look awful.”
I ducked out of his forceful
chokehold, and was sorely tempted to shove his lanky ass right into the water
cooler. I restrained myself, though. His tactics might grate on my last nerve,
but he was asking because he actually gave a shit about me.
“I’m tired.”
He jogged alongside me, eyes on his
feet as we took a lap. “Nope. Try again.”
I ran a hand through my hair and
exhaled heavily. “My life’s an absolute fucking mess.”
“That’s the spirit.” Lucas glanced
at me seriously. “Listen, Zed. I know we don’t talk about it, but I’m not an
idiot. I know you’re tangled up in some terrible shit. Is this to do with that?”
“Without getting into specifics,
yes, it’s got everything to do with that. I need to get out of it, sooner than
I’d planned.”
Lucas turned to face me and jogged
backward, keeping pace. “What’s made you move up your timetable?”
I laughed dryly as I did some high
knees. “What you predicted last fall. I fell in love.”
Author Bio:
Chloe’s always been a sucker for a suspenseful steamy romance, ever since she managed to find the one saucy mystery series hiding in her high school’s prim little library. Nothing drives her crazier than a story that cranks up the heat, then closes the door on the reader’s face, so don’t read her books if you don’t want to know what actually happens when the lights fade to black…
When she’s not writing, Chloe’s busy reading books of all genres, rereading Harry Potter (which she can’t help but make her characters similarly obsessed over), and playing catch-up with her bad@$$ little girls. She’s also been known to scramble around the pitch for a pick-up soccer match and run along the river while dreaming up her next book.
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