It’s In His Touch

She came to Red River to win a case…but she never thought the town would win her heart.

Angelique Barbetta is working through an outrageous bucket list created by her best friend. Number thirteen on the list: a fling with someone tall, dark and hot-some. A tough-as-nails attorney, Angelique is sent to Red River to handle a case that will put most of the hardworking proprietors out of business, including the town’s doctor, Blake Holloway.

When Angelique loses a throw down with her weenie dog, a pair of her provocative panties ends up in the hands of Dr. Tall, Dark and Hot-some himself. Even though they’re on opposite sides of a legal battle that’s likely to bankrupt his practice, Blake is more than happy to help Angelique cross number thirteen off the bucket list. Especially if he can win her heart and save Red River’s historic business district in the process.

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It’s In His Touch

Despite the divide between them, the spark is too hot to ignore, and I absolutely loved being in the middle of it all. A slow build as they try to ignore first the attraction and then falling in love, I loved watching them struggle through the pitfalls.

With great suspense over how they could make it through to the other end with one another, I recommend Alexander’s second Red River romance for any reader wanting real conflicts and passionate sparks.

- Harlequin Junkie

Selected as one of 10 Warm and Witty Reads For Women: snuggle up in a cozy blanket and indulge in a chick-lit read full of endearment, discovery, and friendship by ten wonderful female authors.

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It’s In His Touch

He'd never met anyone as competitive as her. She turned into a shark the second she stepped onto the court. It was in her stance, her posture, and the steely set of her jaw when she put her hands on her knees in front of the net and challenged him. No wonder she was so good at her job. She probably ate prosecutors alive in the courtroom. Then had the witnesses for lunch.

Yeah. He should tear down the rickety footbridge with his bare hands to put more distance between them. Tomorrow.

Warning bells should be going off in his head right about now because her killer instincts would likely ruin his business and steal his plans for the future.

Blake should protect himself and everyone else in town by exposing Angelique's purpose here. Unfortunately, her purpose wasn't what he wanted to reveal. The minute she'd walked into the community center gymnasium wearing those skintight athletic clothes, he'd wanted to peel every inch of formfitting material off her tall, curvy body and feel her exposed skin flush against his.

The old wood floor creaked underfoot as he and Coop made their way to the large group in the back of the room. Soft country music filtered through the cavernous space, and peanut shells creaked under each step. Angelique stole twitchy glances at him as he walked toward the table, and his eyes never left her. Not once.

Train wreck waiting to happen. Don't even sit by her, idiot. Flashing red and blue light whirled inside his head. She's a complication you don't need in your life. Here in Red River he had all the things he'd lacked during his lonely youth and the years of residency that consumed him twenty-four-seven - an entire town he could call on any time of the day or night, an extended family, a practice where he knew his patients by name. Life was good. He liked his life.

He was also fucking bored. And a little complication named Angelique Barbetta had him using the warning bells and flashing lights for target practice.

An insecure man would probably not walk but run from a woman like Angelique. A smart man, too. Blake smirked and walked up to the table. He should run from her, but he wasn't insecure, and right now, he wasn't acting too smart.

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