Patrick: That hair. That f*****g hair. It was everywhere, always, and I wanted to tangle my fingers in those dark curls and pull-and that would be fine if she wasn't my apprentice. Andy Asani was nothing like I expected. She was exotic and scary-brilliant, and the slightest murmur from those lips sent hot, hungry lust swirling through my veins.
Andy: My wants were few-good eats, tall boots, sweaty yoga, interesting work. One incredibly hot architect with the most expressive hazel eyes I ever encountered and entirely too much talent in and out of the bedroom wasn't part of the original plan. Wine was my rabbi and vodka was my therapist, and I would need plenty of both to survive my apprenticeship. Especially with Patrick Walsh leaving love notes in the form of bite marks all over my body.
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This series just keeps getting better, and my infatuation with this family just keeps growing the more I learn about them. Patrick, the growly alpha male in the family, meets his match with Andy, who is super intelligent, driven. I loved how she could speak volumes with her silence.
Even though their story isn’t quite as fast-paced as book one, it’s just as fun, snarky, sexy, and filled with crazy Walsh family moments that make you yearn for more.
Another winner! Can’t wait to read the rest of the Walsh clan’s stories.