Rossi Brothers Book 1
When her husband died in combat two years ago, Liz Anderson returned to Angel Bay, the small-town where she grew up, to heal her broken heart. She doesn’t think she’ll ever find a love like that again, but leave it to her best friend to set her up on a blind date. Oh, she’ll admit he’s gorgeous, but he’s a single father…and ten years her junior. She’s ready to write him off, but this hot young chef is awakening her long-dormant passion.
Luc Rossi’s priorities changed on a dime six months ago when he suddenly found himself a father…to a three-year-old daughter he never knew. With a restaurant to run as well, his life doesn’t have room for love. But when his coworker plays matchmaker, he can't deny the awkward encounter with beautiful and charming Liz peaks his interest.
An offer to teach her to cook leads to a steamy fling. It’s only supposed to be sex, but this gorgeous older woman makes Luc wonder if it’s time to open his heart again. If only he can convince Liz to give their relationship a chance beyond the bedroom…
**previously publishing with Crimson Romance**
She eyed Luc as an idea settled in her mind. It would be so easy to tease Sam. Not allowing the more rational side of her brain to talk her out of it, she leaned toward him and lowered her voice, in case Sam could hear them inside the house. “I have an idea. I want to have a little fun with my best friend. A little payback. You game?”
He smiled, slow and lopsided. “Oh, count me in.”
Her gaze dropped to his mouth, and her heart tripped over itself. In about two seconds, she was going to plaster herself all over those luscious lips. Had she lost her mind?
She straightened her shoulders. “Kiss me. Like you mean it.”
For a moment, he simply stared, and a fierce heat climbed into her cheeks. If he turned her down now, she’d die of embarrassment.
“I think I can do that.” He settled his elbows on his knees, meeting her halfway across the space between them. “Baciami, bella.”
He leaned closer, his scent drifting across her path. Thoughts of that full lower lip caressing hers made her tingle, and she suddenly ached to taste him. What was she doing?
“What’s that mean?” She needed to think. “The thing you just said.”
He leaned closer. “Kiss me, beautiful.”
His warm breath whispered over her cheek, and goose bumps shivered across the surface of her skin.
“You’re enjoying this too much.” Although only to herself would she admit that she was, too.
“I can’t resist teasing Sam. I also love that you have such a wicked mind.” His eyes narrowed. “Are you going to kiss me or what?”