Tattoo artist, Jennifer Johnson, did something bad once. For a good reason. Now she hides behind her wide-leg jeans, big smile and cheery attitude. She knows she deserves the injury she got while drink driving, but she doesn’t know how to live with it. Or let another person see her laid bare. When she’s attacked by a client, the man who saves her offers to make good with private exercise lessons to regain her strength and work on her balance. Jen accepts but has lessons of a different nature in mind.
Never in his career has occupational therapist Ben been asked for bedroom-based exercise lessons and until he met Jen, his answer would have been no. But what’s a single guy to do when faced with those big eyes and that tortured soul? Will he give in to a chemistry that promises to exceed his private expectations or will he keep it strictly professional and ignore the signs that this could be one hell of a wild ride?
Bronwyn's love of reading all things romantic got her into trouble at a very young age. Starting with Mills and Boon 'borrowed' from her mother and then progressing to meaty historicals and sweeping sagas, it's only fair that romance pays her back with unique ideas for her own novels. She now writes dark and gritty Regency that borders on the edge of noir with the occasional dabble in contemporary and women's fiction. Her treehouse in the Adelaide Hills is filled with the laughter of her young kids, the meows of two white, fluffy cats and a man who thinks chilvary is what happens after you eat bad chicken.
A sassy and steamy read from Bronwyn Stuart that I loved. She brought me to tears,muchto the surprise of both of us and I can't wait for the next book. Jen is a character that I could very much rllate to and I look forward to checking up on her in the next one.