![]() ![]() I was really into this book until about 40 percent. With chaos and scandal swarming around me, suddenly, it isn’t just my career on the line. Now the carriage driver is in my bed, unexpected guests are crawling out of the woodwork, and the paparazzi is on my tail. Unfortunately, trouble seems to stick to the sexy carriage driver like hot syrup on a hotter waffle, making my Vermont retreat anything but quiet. ![]() Even if that means hauling both him and his horse along with you on your Vermont getaway.Īt least that’s what I did when it happened to me. When you accidentally hijack a Central Park carriage to escape the paparazzi, get pulled over by the police, and your crisis manager insists you lay low for a while, you nod your head and go.Īnd when the cute carriage driver shows up on your front step, horse in tow, blaming you for losing his job, you agree to fix it. Now I’m broke, my horse has been evicted from her barn, and I’ve got nowhere to turn. You simply follow his shouted orders and try not to kill anyone in the process.Īt least, that’s what I did when it happened to me.īut then it turns out that the “cop” is none other than Roman Burke, Hollywood’s hottest star, and our little joyride gets me fired. When a gorgeous cop comes racing out of a building on Fifth Avenue, hops in your horse-drawn carriage, and screams, “Go!”-you go. ![]()
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