Bidding
Wars
Love
Strikes Book 1
By: Lacey Wolfe
Blurb
A sheriff plus a nurse
plus a house equals trouble…
Nurse Molly Harper has had a tough year. But when she decides to regain control of her life, buying her dream house becomes her first priority. Finding the perfect house and falling in love with it—that’s the easy part. The hard part is getting rid of the obnoxious man who thinks he’s going to be the new owner. Even if he is gorgeous. And the sheriff…
Sheriff Luke Logan needs to buy a house. Getting out of the renting game will help in the custody battle for his son, so when the perfect place pops up right on his street, he can’t believe his luck. But there’s already an offer on the table, and the woman won’t back down. Too bad she doesn’t know that he always goes after what he wants, and he has no intention of letting her have “his” house. Even if she does make him feel that he might need more than just a house to make a home…
Nurse Molly Harper has had a tough year. But when she decides to regain control of her life, buying her dream house becomes her first priority. Finding the perfect house and falling in love with it—that’s the easy part. The hard part is getting rid of the obnoxious man who thinks he’s going to be the new owner. Even if he is gorgeous. And the sheriff…
Sheriff Luke Logan needs to buy a house. Getting out of the renting game will help in the custody battle for his son, so when the perfect place pops up right on his street, he can’t believe his luck. But there’s already an offer on the table, and the woman won’t back down. Too bad she doesn’t know that he always goes after what he wants, and he has no intention of letting her have “his” house. Even if she does make him feel that he might need more than just a house to make a home…
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Author Info
Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether
it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a child
she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and fantasies
she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a published author
and with her two children now of school age, she finally has the time to work
on making her dream come true.
Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.
You can find Lacey at the following places:
Website / Facebook / Facebook Page / Twitter / Pinterest
Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.
You can find Lacey at the following places:
Website / Facebook / Facebook Page / Twitter / Pinterest
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Excerpt
Luke stared
at the papers in front of him. His real estate agent had faxed them over.
Apparently, more than one person wanted the place on Maple Street, and he now
needed to decide if he wanted to offer any higher.
He’d really
liked the old house. It would be great for when his son came to visit every
other weekend. But now he had to decide how badly he wanted the place. Of
course, this could be some gimmick from the sellers. They knew what a gem they
had there and probably wanted the most they could get. He had forty-eight hours
to come up with his new offer, if he decided to. He already had a good offer on
the house—but was it good enough? He rubbed his temples and brushed the papers
to the side of his desk. If he didn’t get it, there were other homes.
Some sort
of commotion was coming from the front of the station. It was always something.
Sometimes he wished that one day at work could be slow and boring. Perhaps he
should have chosen a different profession.
He went to
see what was going on. At the front desk, he found a very familiar-looking
brunette demanding to talk to someone. Women were never patient when they
needed something.
“Ma’am,
calm down. I’m Sheriff Logan. Can I help you?”
The woman
looked him square in the eye. “You! You’re who I am looking for.”
He flinched
beneath her bold, accusing stare. “Why don’t we go back to my office, and we’ll
see what I can help you with.”
She
followed him down the hall, her heels clicking loudly on the tiled floor. This
woman was really uptight. He took a seat and pointed toward the chair in front
of his desk, but she didn’t sit. She looked as though she was ready to burst.
“I won’t be
here long enough to get comfortable.”
“Tell me
what’s going on.”
“You’re
trying to steal my house,” she snapped.
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