Spark by Tracy Brenton is LIVE!
When Alex Vance flees from a bad situation home to Tempest Beach, she is horrified to learn her brother, Dan, is in an induced coma. So he has a business to come back to when he regains consciousness Alex takes over the management of his motor workshop. The only problem is the head mechanic, Jake Lawson, thinks he knows everything.
If only he wasn’t also funny, thoughtful and hot, Alex could ignore the attraction.
Black belt martial artist Jake Lawson has plans that don’t include the sweet, but sassy Alex. She might be a smart woman, but a business degree isn’t going to help her change engine oil or replace a wheel bearing. If only she didn’t taste as sweet as she looked.
When the bank threatens to foreclose they have to work together to find a way to save Dan’s business.
The stakes are raised when a shady loan shark wants payback and Alex is fighting for Dan’s life as well as his livelihood. And if she can’t find a way to repay debt, he’s promised that she will be the one who pays the price.
Throw in a kick-ass crew of sexy martial artists and you’ve got yourself a delicious mix of adventure, mystery and mayhem, complete with a gorgeous beachside location and a love at first sight affair.
“Who are you? And what are you doing here?” I blurt out.
“Uh-uh, I asked first.” He lifts an eyebrow at me and grins. “Well?”
“Listen here, Mister.” I take a step forward and poke my finger at his chest. There’s a spark. I’d never believed in love at first sight until this moment. Belatedly, I remember he’s shirtless and snatch my finger back.
It tingles from touching his smooth skin and I want nothing more than to rub myself all over him like a giant cat. What is wrong with me? I shake my head to clear it and try to remember what I was saying.
“You’re not helping, you know. Go and put a shirt on.”
His grin grows wider and he flexes his biceps skywards in the traditional bodybuilder muscle pose.
“Does this bother you?”
He does a slow turn, straightening his arms out behind his back and showcasing those shoulders and triceps. I can’t stand show-offs but I can’t take my eyes off the man and the urge to touch him grows stronger by the second.
He comes back to face me and I might have thought he was grinning before but now he is straight out laughing at me. “Your face!”
His stomach ripples as he laughs and I can’t help myself. I reach out and put my palm on his stomach, the draw to touch him too powerful to ignore. His stomach muscles tighten beneath my fingers.
I rip my hand away so I don’t totally embarrass myself and start rubbing the hard ridges of his abs. I grip both his shoulders instead, trying to turn him around. He doesn’t budge.
“Far out, I can’t believe this! Turn around! Get a shirt on! Please, I need to talk to you and seriously I can’t concentrate with you standing there all hot and shirtless.”
I realise what I’ve said and cover my face with my hands, leaning forward so my hair creates an extra barrier between me and this gorgeous man.
I need to figure out who he is and what he’s doing in my brother’s workshop.