Title: The Perfect Catch
Series: The Darcy Brothers #3
Author: Alix Nichols
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: March 24, 2017
Synopsis
NOAH
As a goalkeeper, I am trained to catch the ball, not a spirited bombshell called Sophie.
This year is about righting the wrong Papa did to Maman.
It’s also about proving my worth to Coach and helping my team win gold at the French Water Polo Championship.
With an unruly mutt for company and a part-time gig to pay rent, I’m one hundred percent focused on my objectives.
That is, until I catch an intruder poking around my kitchen. Sophie Bander turns my world upside down.
My new landlord’s daughter isn’t just the hottest woman alive—she’s the stuff of dreams, the object of my deepest, wildest fantasies.
But no matter. Nothing—not even Sophie—can make me abandon my goals.
Except… I want her to distraction.
And that’s the understatement of the century.
SOPHIE
As a realtor, my job is to let properties to tenants, not let one into my heart.
This year is about proving to Dad I can be a first-class realtor and a worthy associate.
That’s why I’m in Paris, learning the ropes at a large agency. When I’m done, I’ll go back to Key West, join the family business, and then marry the man of Dad’s dreams.
I don’t need to be attracted to the guy—I’m incapable of sexual attraction, anyway.
That is, until a hunk of a tenant mistakes me for a thief and presses me against the wall in his kitchen. Noah Masson turns my life into a mess.
He makes me blush and laugh, and fantasize about him all the damn time. He awakens my body. And yet, not even dreamboat Noah can get me sidetracked from my goals. Or can he?
THE PERFECT CATCH is a full-length standalone sports romance filled with humor and heat. Guaranteed HEA, no cliffhanger, intended for adult audiences.
Excerpt
There’s this theory in quantum physics, I say, scrambling to find my bearings. He gives a crooked smile. My fair landlady is a closet geek?
Not at all. I chuckle. I just stumbled upon an article a few years back, and it stayed with me. What’s it about? The mechanics of touch, I say.
According to quantum physics, you can never really touch anything. What do you mean? Everything is composed of tiny particles, right? He nods.
Particles repel other particles of the same kind, I say. For example, when you sit in a chair, you’re actually hovering above it. He furrows his brow.
Then why did my ass always feel sore after sitting in a chair through a double period at school? If I remember correctly, I say with a smile, it’s because the waves you generate overlap with the chair’s waves, and your brain misinterprets it as touching.
So if I do this,—he puts his hand on my hip—I’m not actually touching you. Is that what you’re saying? What does the quantum theory have to say about this, I wonder? For years it’s been my handy justification for not reacting to a man’s touch.
Except I’m reacting all right to Noah’s. Let’s face it—I may not be as frigid as I thought. How else can I explain that at the ripe age of twenty-four, and against all expectations, Princess Sophie was suddenly roused from her sexuality-free slumber?
Why did I have to be awakened by a guy who, on top of having neither money nor ambition, possibly nurtures a longtime crush on his childhood bestie? How fucking ironic is that?
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Alix Nichols is an unapologetic caffeine addict and a longtime fan of Mr. Darcy, especially in his Colin Firth incarnation. She is a Kindle Scout and Dante Rossetti Award winning author of critically acclaimed romantic comedies.
At the age of six, she released her first rom com. It featured highly creative spelling on a dozen pages stitched together and bound in velvet paper. Decades later, she still loves the romance genre.
Her spelling has improved (somewhat), and her books have topped the Amazon charts around the world. She lives in France with her family and their almost-human dog. Join her Newsletter..
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