If You Were Mine - By Melanie Harlow, Book Review
Theo MacLeod wasn’t supposed to be the one.
Tall, dark and handsome suits me just fine, but the cocky grin, know-it-all attitude, and mammoth ego? No thanks. I only hired him so I wouldn’t have to sit at the singles table again. It was just pretend.
He wasn’t supposed to kiss me.
My heart wasn’t supposed to pound.
We weren’t supposed to spend the night together—the hottest night of my life.
One night turns into a snowed-in weekend away, and even the blizzard of the century can’t cool the fire between us. I can’t get enough—of his smile, of his body, of the way he makes me feel.
We’re nothing alike. He’s a daredevil, and I’m a nervous Nellie. He’s a drifter, and I want to put down roots. He’s an opportunist with a checkered past, and I’m a Girl Scout volunteer.
But none of it matters when I’m in his arms.
I know he’s made mistakes. I know his wounds are deep, and he doesn’t trust easily. I know he doesn’t believe he could ever be enough to make me happy, but he could.
Your Captivating Love - Book Review
Synopsis:
Everyone knows my priorities. Logan Bennett, loyal to my family and my company. And that’s all.
No time for love. No desire for it. Not since my failed engagement. I’m done with romance.
Then Nadine Hawthorne waltzes into my life as though she has no idea she’s turning everything upside down. She’s all, “oh, I’m focusing on my clothing company,” and “I can’t afford distractions,” as though she isn’t distracting me from focusing on anything but her.
She’s sexy, she’s captivating. She doesn’t believe in love either.
Clearly, the best way to get each other out of our systems would be to have a brief fling. We’re on the same page about love, after all. Being together is addicting… even if I am suspicious that my family is scheming about us.
Our attraction is fiery, and our connection is undeniable. I’m winning her over, and vice versa. What started as a flirtation is soon spiraling into much more than either of us are prepared for. So when a mistake threatens to tear us apart, will we have the strength to hold on?