I’ll get you and your little dogs, too!
Veterinarian Poe Madigan enters The Fur Ball with her Jack Russell terriers (aka The Terrible Two) to compete for a substantial cash prize that will keep her mother from losing her home. But when her fabulous partner sprains his ankle, Poe must trade him and his talented Bichon for a sexy, muscle-bound hunk who can't dance and his basset hound, Lazy Daisy. If that's not enough to make her despair, it seems The Terrible Two have angered someone and they're receiving death threats!
Security specialist Jared Taylor promises one of Poe's friends that he will go undercover as her dog dancing partner to protect her from danger. He didn't expect to have his staid, traditional life turned all topsy-turvy and he would find a soft spot for a neglected hound and fall for a Goth princess. But when he reveals who he really is and why he is in Poe’s life destroy the foundation of trust they’ve built? Could he lose the real prize - Poe?
ExceptHe scanned the area to look for her, spinning in a circle. A woman caught his attention through the glass of the studio as she emerged through a door inside. When she stopped and stood just inside the entrance, his attention focused in on her like a homing beacon.He tilted his head slightly to one side. She bent over, her dark, blue-streaked hair falling softly against her cheeks as she untangled the leashes of two rambunctious Jack Russell terriers. Whoa, tight black leather across that shapely ass would easily capture a man’s attention. There wasn’t much of it, but he was going to go ahead and call it a pair of shorts for lack of a better term. And he was going to call her ass incredible. Her creamy smooth, heartbreaking legs tapered down to a pair of unbelievable heels—a multi-colored zombie motif. Those were just plain dangerous.She straightened up from the dogs, and Jared quickly reworked the whole fatal combination in his head. The black and white polka-dot halter top she was wearing was definitely the danger area. The pale ivory tops of her full breasts played peek-a-boo with the polka dots, and to his very hungry eyes, that was a kill zone—a verifiable hot spot with a very elegant string of black pearls looping across her chest with a cross at the end, teasing the notch of her cleavage like sin and redemption all nestled together temptingly.Fuck yeah…wait…oh fuck was more like it!Jared never really considered himself a possessive man, but one look at her and he was transformed into a bona fide selfish jerk.And she was a magnificent Goth princess.
Zoe Dawson is the alter ego of Karen Anders, award winning, multi-published author. Her writing journey started with poetry and branched out into fiction. With a couple of college English courses under her belt, she penned a historical, then moved onto contemporary romance fiction. Today, she is happy producing romantic suspense, romantic mystery, new adult, urban fantasy and paranormal novels. The words feed her soul and the happily ever afters feed her heart.