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Beneath Southern Skies-
Contemporary Romance set in Australia
Book 3-Leah in Love (and trouble) Now available at Books We LoveBook 2--A Dream for Lani
Book 1-Lonely Pride
Violet Amelia Connor, known
to all as Leah, is a landscape designer who inherited her love of gardening
from the eccentric aunt she lives with. Leah is contracted to work on the
garden of Private Investigator Sean Russel and unwittingly becomes embroiled in
the handsome PI’s cases. A series of unpleasant experiences land her in real
trouble where she is kidnapped, bashed, bound and altogether becomes a party to
such mayhem she is forced to wonder how she ever got mixed up in this mess. But
her indomitable spirit, obstinate nature, and incurable sense of humor enable
her to override all obstacles. And of course there is her overwhelming
attraction for Sean Russel that started it all.
Previously published as
Shrinking Violet this book was a finalist in the Romance Writers of Australia’s
Romantic Book of The Year in 2006.
When it was time to pack up
for the day I looked towards the house. I don’t usually tell my clients I’m
going so don’t know why I was even contemplating telling Russel. “In you get,
Josh.” I shut the truck door after him and turned about. Sean Russel didn’t
answer my first ring of the bell. I was about to turn and go when he opened the
door.
“Yes?” He now wore a maroon
chunky sweater. He looked hunkier than ever. My mouth began to water. And I
felt very untidy in my dirt-stained jeans. At least my sweater, which I’d just
donned over my work shirt, was clean, if not exactly elegant.
“Can I use your bathroom,
please?” What on earth possessed me to ask that? I was desperate to see inside
his house and that was the only excuse that sprang to mind.
He looked disconcerted, but
opened the door wider. “It’s along there.” His finger pointed to the back of
the hallway, so I trotted off over the highly polished wooden floor. The walls
held an array of fine watercolors and through a door that was ajar I could just
see a light beige leather four-seater sofa and masses of packed bookshelves. I
like to read and was rather partial to men who loved books.
While I washed my grubby
hands I contemplated how I could wangle my way to see the rest of the house.
This might be the only chance I got. He didn’t seem to find me as fascinating
as I found him. In fact, he seemed indifferent to me so I might as well grab
the bull by the horns and have a look round now rather than expect an
invitation in later.
I was drying my mitts and
making a face at my reflection when I heard raised voices. Then it sounded like
a scuffle. Good lord, what was happening? I shrugged. It was more than likely
the TV I’d glimpsed through another door. But on second thoughts, it had been
off. Russel must have turned it on.
I opened the door and bit
back a curse. The loiterer and another, much bigger, guy were holding Sean
Russel up against the wall of the hallway. A third man was about to punch
Russel in the stomach. I’ve always been known to act first and think second so
that was probably why I flew at them. I directed my fist at the one assaulting
Russel, and he looked completely stunned. His curse was not fit for ladies’
ears, but who said I’m a lady?
“What in hell are you doing?” the
basher asked, rather mildly it seemed in the circumstances.
“Leave him be,” I shouted.
It did no good for he let go another shot and this time it caught Russel right
on his chin. Perhaps he should have left his beard on—that might have given him
some protection.
I kicked the brute in the
shin. It must have hurt for I had my work boots on. He flinched, then dragged
on my arm and shoved me so hard I landed on my backside with a jolt; all the
breath knocked out of me. My cap fell off and my ponytail swished about my
face. I did my own share of cursing.
".... Set in the gorgeous Mornington Peninsula of Australia, this suspenseful romance has it all - kidnappings, movie stars, car chases, past crimes, murders and improbable escapes! Yet, Trish McGill's witty dialogue and writing it from Leah's viewpoint with her quick caustic remarks carries it off very well. Eleanor Roosevelt once noted that women, like tea, only become stronger when placed in hot water and that certainly is the case for Leah! So, make up a brew, sit back and enjoy the ride!” Audrey Lawrence The Romance Studio
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