Just For Kicks. Susan Andersen
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Reviewers love New York Times and USA TODAY
bestselling author
Susan Andersen
“A smart, arousing, spirited escapade that is graced with a gentle mystery, a vulnerable, resilient heroine, and a worthy, wounded hero and served up with empathy and a humorous flair.”
—Library Journal on Burning Up
“A sexy, feel-good contemporary romance…a winner.”
—Publishers Weekly on Bending the Rules
“This start of Andersen’s new series has fun and interesting characters, solid action and a hot and sexy romance.”
—RT Book Reviews on Cutting Loose
“Snappy and sexy… Upbeat and fun, with a touch of danger and passion, this is a great summer read.”
—RT Book Reviews on Coming Undone
“Lovers of romance, passion and laughs should go all in for this one.”
—Publishers Weekly on Just for Kicks
“Andersen again injects magic into a story that would be clichéd in another’s hands, delivering warm, vulnerable characters in a touching yet suspenseful read.”
—Publishers Weekly, starred review, on Skintight
“A classic plot line receives a fresh, fun treatment… Well-developed secondary characters add depth to this zesty novel, placing it a level beyond most of its competition.”
—Publishers Weekly on Hot & Bothered
Dear Reader,
Family, whether it’s one my characters were born into or one that they’ve created for themselves, is an ever-present theme that runs throughout my books. Carly Jacobsen has assembled her own. She’s never had her mother’s approval, but she has the love of her best friend and BFF’s husband, as well as that of a young-at-heart older couple. Together the five of them have forged a clan. Between her crew’s unconditional approval, her beloved pets and her dancing, she’s built a life that fulfills her, and needs nothing else to complete it. Or so she believes.
Wolfgang Jones is not a people person. He’s a man with a plan for his future who doesn’t see the point in cluttering up his life with personal entanglements. Then he’s sucked into Carly’s messy life, his troubled teenage nephew is dropped on his doorstep, and his agenda gets shot to hell. Wolf fights the good fight, but like any good hero he eventually realizes what’s really important in life.
I hope Carly, Wolf and their tribe will make you laugh out loud and maybe shed a tear or two.
Plus, be sure to check out my new book, Playing Dirty, coming soon. In Ava’s long-awaited story, golden boy Cade Gallari may have broken her heart back in high school by publicly revealing he’d slept with the “fat girl,” but she’s a decade older and wiser now. Ava isn’t the gullible dreamer she once was—and she plans to prove it when Cade, hotter than ever, breezes back into town with an offer she can’t refuse.
Susan
Just For Kicks
Susan Andersen
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This is dedicated, with love,
to two special women in my life
To
Caroline Cross
For apples and cherries and friendship and
long phone conversations.
And for all the excellent suggestions
that helped improve my writing.
And to
Mimi Armitstead.
That memorable weekend you spent drilling
intelligent answers to dumb questions into my head
was merely one shining highlight out of so many.
You guys are the best.
~Susie
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
CHAPTER THIRTY
EPILOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
“I DON’T KNOW WHAT to do about him,” Carly Jacobsen complained to her friend Michelle as they paused to accommodate a group of Japanese tourists wanting their pictures taken with real live Las Vegas showgirls. “He’s stubborn, opinionated and just won’t listen.”
“A typical male, in other words.”
She muffled a snort. “Yeah.” Her feet were killing her, but she smiled prettily for the camera and tried not to feel like an Amazon as she towered above the tourists. Thank God she and Michelle were wearing the silky brunette twenties-era flapper-style wigs from the final act instead of the towering headpieces from an earlier number. That made them only a foot taller than everyone.
“Look at it this way,” Michelle murmured over the shutterbugs’ heads. “At least you can be grateful he’s got four legs instead of two like the guy I live with.”
“There is that,” she agreed. “Rufus has been one tough pup to train, but at least I have some eventual hope he is trainable.”
“Which is more than