Publisher Description:
Two feuding divorce lawyers.
One infectious "love bug" virus.
The symptoms are hard to resist . . .
Paige Hart is blessed and cursed with a large, loving and. . .colorful Southern family. As the only lawyer in the clan, she can't say no when her cousin needs her help in a messy, no-holds-barred divorce. Tax attorney Paige squares off with Ross "the Snake" Bennett-one of the slickest divorce lawyers in the county. The case is going as well as an acrimonious, zinger-filled, wrangle of epic proportions can go until exposure to an infectious bug with an unusual side effect lands both lawyers in quarantine together.
The doctor was blunt. "There's a slight chance that the two of you came into contact with infectious materials when you were transported in that ambulance."
"A virus?" Paige squealed.
"What virus?" Ross demanded.
"The CDC believes it's a new strain of Tibetan Concupiscence Virus. Or TCV. The symptoms appear to be-somewhat unusual. Elevated heart rate, a warmth radiating under the skin, and heightened sexual awareness."
"Oh . . . my . . . God," Paige said faintly.
Ross crossed his arms. "I've never actually considered heightened sexual awareness a problem."
"That's it " Paige said, pointing at Ross accusingly.
"That's what?" he and the doctor asked at the same time.
"The reason I was-was-never mind," Paige said, feeling her cheeks heat up. Like she'd ever admit she'd been making silent, non-lawyerly observations about the snake. Hospital gowns weren't supposed to look that good. Or deliciously skimpy. |
