Underneath the axle grease and tats
He's a gentleman
Foley Sanders figured he'll always be content with a life of cars and casual hookups. Until a run-in with Cyn, a statuesque firecracker with a hate-on for men, leaves him bewitched and intrigued-much to her annoyance.
Maybe Cynthia Nichols was a little hard on Foley, that muscular, tattooed, super-hot mechanic next door. But she's tired of feeling defensive about her size and has sworn off men. She's got a new job, new life, perfect plan. Foley has trouble written all over him-no way is she going to fall for his charms.
Foley might look like a bad idea, but underneath, he's all gentleman. Too bad Cyn's not buying it. What's a bad boy to do when the goddess of his dreams won't give him the time of day?
I seriously loved Roadside Assistance! There's just something about these bad boy mechanics that has me all gooey and swoony. Foley is my type of guy. Well fictional guy anyhow, I am married lol. He doesn't sugar coat what he says. If he thinks something, he says it and he doesn't really do affection so when he finally does give into love, it makes it mean all that much more.
Cyn is beautiful, curvy, and successful but her mom has really done a number on her self esteem, making her self conscience about her size. So of course the chemistry between these two not so perfect characters was absolutely explosive, burning up the pages with passion and desire. I was utterly consumed!
Roadside Assistance has everything I love in a great romance... a rough around the edges guy with a good heart, lots of wit and humor, some darker and more serious undertones that give it some depth, and two main characters that couldn't be more perfect for each other in their own imperfect ways. *sigh* I love it!
Roadside Assistance can be read as a standalone if you like, but trust me, you don't want to miss out on the first book of the series "Test Drive" if you can help it. I can't wait to get my hands on the next book!
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. April
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