Sweet Sexy Sadie #ParanormalRomance

Sweet Sexy Sadie: From the first time Sadie’s eyes met those of Brody McKenna in the hot Sierra Madre Mountains, theirs was a potent attraction—not gentle, slow, and easy, but hot, hard, and all-consuming.

Sweet Sexy Sadie: Paranormal Romance

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REVIEW: Sweet Sexy Sadie

Carin for My Reading Obsession

Sweet Sexy Sadie is a quick read with a fun plot line, Sadie is researching the migration of butterflies for her thesis she meets Brody when her car overheats in the desert pretty soon the car isn’t the only thing overheating. Sadie also has a stalker of a paranormal variety.

The action happens quick and without a lot of back story to have this come out novella length. I enjoyed the chemistry that is immediate between Brody and Sadie. I liked the paranormal element to her stalker and the bond that Sadie and Brody share to overcome the trials in their path to happiness.

This time of year with the kids in school you have lots of chances to sit and wait this is the perfect length book for those times and you can get in a fun love story while you are at it.

BLURB: Sweet Sexy Sadie

From the first time Sadie’s eyes met those of Brody McKenna in the hot Sierra Madre Mountains, theirs was a potent attraction—not gentle, slow, and easy, but hot, hard, and all-consuming. The daughter of a dysfunctional family, Sadie had dreams no man could wrench from her with hot sex and an all-consuming passion. She’d challenge this alpha male with all the strength she possessed. But her red hair, fiery temperament, and indomitable spirit obsessed Brody…and he knew he had to find a way to show her he was more than he appeared and convince her to make a life with him.

EXCERPT: Sweet Sexy Sadie

Princess…

Brody prowled through the boulders and sparse timber. Heat from the sun warmed the earth. He’d just finished his daily run and was about to shift back to his human form when he caught sight of the sexy lady in short shorts. He lifted his head and sniffed, smelling the wind and finding the heady scent of lemon in the air.

My God! The sight of the girl sent shock waves reverberating through him. Tremors swept through his body, his heart lurching then stopping for a split second. Brody needed to see this lady close up. He’d had dreams about her—he just

didn’t know who she was or what she was going to be to him. And he’d never clearly seen her face. He was about to do just that. He’d never thought he would meet the woman he’d been dreaming about. And there she was, standing beside her overheated 1990’s mustang.

His heart screamed at him. His senses whirled on overload and every nerve ending felt as if it snapped. Currents of electricity jolted through him in a tat-tat-tat machine gun blast. The sensations were even more intense than when he shifted to his jaguar form. He found his clothes then changed into human form, hopping on one foot as he tried to get both feet into his jeans. Then jumping as if that movement would help the zipper close.

Wiping sweat from his brow then checking to see if he’d fastened his pants, he sauntered toward the girl who had let her car overheat in the desert. He wasn’t quite sure what he was going to say, but he’d figure that out as soon as possible. Nice to meet you seemed boring.

A good pick up line here would be nice. Every rational and coherent thought vanished from his head. Numb and empty, he stood behind her and rocked back on his heels. Sweat beaded on his forehead then trickled down the side of his face. He couldn’t take his eyes off her cute little butt, which was sticking up in the air as she seemed to study the engine of her car. When she shifted feet and her rear swayed from one side to the other, he knew he needed to put his hands there, on her hips and oh so gorgeous curves.

Princess…

“Uhh…” he began.

She jumped. “Oh!” Then turned and her smile melted his once jaded heart. Damn and double damn. This was all good, so good. And she was real good.

“Need some help?” Brody asked as he pointed to the car and the sizzling engine that appeared to need water. Lord, but he needed some of that H2O stuff. His parched mouth cried out for help and liquid. All his smooth evaporated.

She kicked the tire with a flip-flop clad foot. “I need this piece of junk to run and it doesn’t want to.” Flipping her hair to the side, she looked back at the object of her wrath and obvious frustration.

“Let me see.” He walked to the front of the car and peered inside. If anything, he was trying to give himself time to think of something intelligent to say. At the moment, the thoughts forming in his mind would send her running in the opposite direction.

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