Under the Hood by Sally Clements Boxed
Set
Release Date: September 5, 2016
About the set:
Fall in love with three sweet novellas and meet three
spunky, beautiful friends who find love in unexpected places. This special
edition boxed set features all three Under the Hood novellas for one low price.
Under the Hood
When Alice Starr mistakenly believes attorney Mark Jameson
needs her help, he discovers he likes being rescued for a change. Smitten by
her confidence, he hides his expertise so he has an excuse to see her again.
Alice doesn't have time for a man. But with one kiss, she and Mark have
advanced into water so deep she's in danger of drowning…
Here's
an excerpt from Under the Hood
So
this was his mysterious new neighbor.
3B
had been empty for a while. When he’d made it back last night after a few days
away finalizing the pre-nup for a new client in New York, Mark had noticed the
light on from the street outside and the battered pickup next to his parking
space.
He
took advantage of the fact that she was busy searching her
truck for jumper cables to check her out without being noticed. Alice.
The name suited her. Long, platinum-blond hair pulled up in a ponytail looked
natural—her skin was Nordic pale too, and the eyes he’d caught a
glimpse of were ice blue, like aquamarines. She barely came up to his shoulder,
and even the ugly overalls weren’t able to totally hide the hint of curves he’d
noticed when checking out the image of a woman holding the spanner on her
uniform.
Mark
frowned. He really shouldn’t be noticing his new neighbor that
way. If she was a mechanic, she probably had men hitting on her all day.
Besides, he wasn’t in the market for a new relationship. Extricating people
from ill-judged romantic follies all day had taught him to be cautious where
attraction was concerned.
He
pushed back his shirtsleeve and looked at his watch. Luckily, he’d left himself
plenty of time to make the meeting at his client’s office, and if a dead
battery was all that was wrong with the MG, he’d be on his way quickly.
His
gaze lingered on Alice for a long moment as she popped the hood and then
grabbed red and black leads, attached one set to her battery terminals, and
handed the others to him.
Her
hand brushed his, and a jolt of electricity raced up his arm.
Mark
stared. What on earth?
Alice
looked pointedly at the engine as he stood still, fixed to the spot by the
unexpected reaction to her touch.
Then
her eyes softened. A small, sympathetic smile tilted the corners of her lips
upward. She stepped close, and took the leads from his unresisting fingers.
“This one goes here,” she said, fastening the clip in place, “and this one goes
here.”
Mark
nodded, still stunned. She thought he was so clueless about engines he didn’t
even know how to attach jumper cables.
Racing the Hunter’s Moon
Feisty Betty Smith should have only one thing on her
mind—catching the conman who swindled her mother. Not the sexy stranger who
kissed her then completely disappeared.
Undercover FBI agent Joe Carter needs to focus on the bad
guy who got away, not the gorgeous headstrong brunette who watches too many cop
shows and keeps interfering in his case. And while entering the vintage car
rally as a couple seemed like a good idea at the time, faking feelings for each
other turns out to be the easiest part.
Here's an excerpt from Racing the Hunter's Moon
“Well?” Betty crossed her arms and stared
him down. Her brown hair tumbled in waves over her shoulders, a strand or two
slipping beneath the neckline of her white shirt as if caressing her creamy
skin. Unlike most women he met, she didn’t seem to go for makeup much, judging
by the light spattering of freckles over the bridge of her nose.
Her eyes were an unusual shade of brown;
he guessed some might call them tawny or something, framed by long dark
eyelashes. He hadn’t been able to stop looking at her wide, generous mouth,
even when she was sniping at him. Fear had flickered in her eyes when she’d
seen him in the kitchen earlier, quickly masked, but he’d recognized it
instantly. When she’d tilted up her chin, met his gaze square on, and
questioned him, admiration for the smooth courage she displayed had been his
overwhelming emotion. After surprise so intense it verged on shock that Betty
Smith and the woman he’d started to call Nancy Drew in his head were one and
the same.
He rubbed the back of his neck. “I could
ask you that question.”
“I’m Betty Smith. Friend to Mark and
Alice, one-third owner of the Under the Hood garage,” she parroted in an echo
of his earlier answer to her question.
Smart-ass. “So why are you tailing
Charmers?”
“Who said I was trailing Charmers?” Her
eyes narrowed.
It’s going to be a long night.
Joe pushed his plate to one side. “Look,
we can do this two ways. We can continue to bullshit each other, or we can just
be goddamn honest.” His jaw was clenched so tight it ached. He refused to break
eye contact, or even blink.
“Fine,” she huffed. “I was following him.”
She might not have noticed him before, but
her curves were so familiar he could pick her out in a woman-only marathon.
“You’ve been following him for two weeks.” She wasn’t a professional, that was
for sure. Her clumsy attempts at trailing Charmers had been driving him crazy.
She kept a reasonable distance, but dashed into doorways every time Charmers
turned, as though she’d been watching one too many cop shows. And when Charmers
and Leonora had gone for coffee last Tuesday, she’d lurked on a table outside
with the collar of her raincoat turned up, reading the damn newspaper, for
Chrissake.
Her eyes were open so wide the whole white
was visible. “How do you—”
“I’ve been following him for longer.”
Love for Beginners
Melody Swan is looking for a man who can share her hopes and
dreams, but she swore she would never lose herself to passion. When sexy Heath
Starr agrees to temporarily sub in the Under the Hood garage for his
sister, Mel sees the perfect opportunity to enjoy
being with a man without becoming attached. Heath
came to Meadowsweet to photograph nature, not find a hookup, especially since
his last relationship ended in disaster. When the two find themselves isolated
in a rustic cabin, they could both break their promises if they aren’t
careful...
Here
is an excerpt from Love for Beginners:
There
was the sound of wheels scraping on concrete as the backboard slid, then an
entire body came into view. Long, lean legs, clad in worn denim. A white
sleeveless T-shirt, then Heath’s familiar face. He stood.
“Melody.”
He rubbed a hand across his thigh before extending it. “Great to see you
again.”
The
touch of his fingers curling around hers jump-started her pulse. Hair as dark
as his sister’s was fair tumbled over his forehead, half obscuring a black brow.
Eyes the exact shade of Alice’s, aquamarine, focused on hers.
The
scrape on his cheekbone barely marred the perfection of his face. No wonder
women fell like dominoes whenever he was around.
Heath’s
mouth curved. “You’re frowning.”
Mel
snatched her hand away before she gave in to his megawatt charm and melted like
lard in a skillet. “I wasn’t expecting anyone to be here.” She crossed her
arms. “I mean, it’s the middle of the night—surely you have better things to
do?”
The
damned man’s smile widened. “I’m new in town, remember?”
The
unspoken subtext was clear. He hadn’t had time to meet a woman yet.
With
a wave of his arm, Heath gestured to the full garage. “There’s one hell of a
backlog. I told Betty I’d pull a couple of all-nighters. Try to get it under
control.”
Conflicting
emotions battled within. She should be grateful that their temporary mechanic
was so conscientious, so determined to help. Instead, she resented that he’d
set out on a course of action without consultation. He’d told Betty… Not
the actions of a temporary employee, but rather that of a man used to taking
control.
Mel
straightened her spine.
“You
can help me out if you like.” His gaze flickered across the charcoal-gray
jacket over a white shirt, the matching fitted skirt that skimmed her knees.
When
his gaze reached the floor, a wave of heat flooded Mel as though she were clad
in six-inch sexy heels instead of her stockinged feet.
She
put the sensible shoes she’d been clutching down and slipped her feet into
them.
“You
might want to change.” Heath’s gaze slowly returned to her face. “Wouldn’t want
to snag your hose.”
“I
won’t be staying.” Desperate to regain a modicum of control, Mel took a step
back. “I appreciate your dedication to the job, but I’m sure you won’t be
required to follow up tonight with another night of work. You’ll burn
yourself out.”
“I
have a lot of stamina.” Heath brushed his hair back, the movement bringing her
attention to his broad chest.
Before
she knew it, the words were out. “I know. Ladyslayer.”
Heath’s
mouth thinned into a flat line. “Are you comin’ on to me, boss?”
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Author bio:
Sally Clements writes fun, sexy and real contemporary
romance, partnering hot heroes with heroines who know what they want, and go
for it! She is a full-time author, who lives in the Irish countryside, and when
she isn’t writing can usually be found in traffic, driving ‘Mum’s taxi’. Always
a voracious reader, she considers writing for a living the perfect job—the only
downside is saying goodbye to her characters at book’s end!
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