Series: Fort Worth Wranglers #2
on November 1st, 2016
Genres: Romantic Comedy
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From New York Times Bestselling author Tracy Wolff and International Bestselling author Katie Graykowski comes a sizzling tale of heartbreak, Harley-Davidsons and high heels ÔÇª
Harmony Wright is a bad girl living a good girlÔÇÖs life. From the time she was born, sheÔÇÖs always been the good twin. The ladylike twin. The twin her high society (or at least as high society as you can get in San Angelo, TX) mom likes to parade in front of all her garden club friends. SheÔÇÖs gone along with it, tooÔÇöwearing pearls and Chanel when ripped jeans and motorcycle boots are more her speed. But when Harmony takes off for an extended visit with her twin sister, Lyric, she leaves her good girl persona in the dust ÔÇª
Dalton Mane knows what it is to be bad and heÔÇÖs more than ready for the peace that comes with living the good life. Once the crown prince of a powerful biker gang, Bastards of Hell, he walked away from it all when tragedy struck. Now the general manager of the Fort Worth Wranglers, he spends his time wheeling and dealing in the sports world and all while keeping an entire team of football players in line. When Harmony crashes into Dalton, his tidy little life is over. Will he give up everything to keep Harmony out of trouble?
The Fort Worth Wranglers series is just- so – *gah* – Wonderful! Thinking about this series makes me smile. I felt the exact same things reading this (Harmony and Heals ) as I did when reading link: Lyric and Lingerie – giddy and completely enamored with the characters. Tracy and Katie delivered another great read in the crazy world of the Wright sisters.
When we met Lyric and her twin Harmony it was apparent that the multi-faceted Harmony needed her own book. She’s so much more then I initially thought. I didn’t initially pick up on the Five-Alarm Harm aspect and boy this one is one stubborn, sassy & smart women. She’s is most excellently matched with Dalton Mane, the GM of the Wranglers. There are couples where their chemistry seeps from the pages. Well these two have an unabashed sexual charge that is simply gushes. With this chemistry and with Harmony being who she is, the story is fast paced and an all too quick read.
While Harmony and Dalton struggle to find their groove, Harmony does pull off a few shenanigans that left me scratching my head. She’s impetuous and why it doesn’t dawn on her that what she does in public MIGHT be misconstrued. She’s gets her twin into more trouble as Lyric has recently been cast as a celebrity in the world of sports superstars ( this comes being married to ex-QB Heath Montgomery). But a character like Harmony makes for a freaking great read.
I was a little more on edge with this book as Harmony really has a hard time being settled. She’s one of those characters where it just seems she’s not comfortable in her own skin yet. Dalton on the other hand, well his diverse background makes him the perfect match for Harmony. He presents all kinds of challenges for Harmony with her need to be in control and be right all of the time. She pulls some pretty petty moves to get back at him for various infractions. At times it’s funny but it also exposes just how alone she feels and we are reminded that the Wright sisters did not win the superbowl with their mother. She remains a piece of work.
The writing is simply stellar and huge kudos’s to Tracy and Katie as they present a seamless story line with witty banter an uber sexy moments. Another 4.5 Star read and a recommendation in the romantic comedy genre.
~Review by Cyndi
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Dalton threw open the double doors to his office expecting the worst. He and Heath had just had their asses chewed out by the team owner, and returning to find Harmony in his office might have taken the sting out. But of course, he was right. She wasnÔÇÖt there. Not that heÔÇÖd expected her to be. She wouldnÔÇÖt be the woman he thought she was if sheÔÇÖd just sat idly by, handcuffed to his desk, and waited for him to return.
But good God, what a mess sheÔÇÖd made.
He walked to his desk, shaking his head as he saw the disaster that was his floor. Then again, he figured heÔÇÖd had it coming. Locking Harmony up had been a big risk, but one he hadnÔÇÖt felt like heÔÇÖd had a choice about. An angry Harmony was a liability. Having a coach involved in a bar fight really wasnÔÇÖt that big of a deal, but if Harmony had burst into DaltonÔÇÖs meeting with the team owner and Commissioner Goodell, things would have gone downhill in a big damn hurry.
Barry Lamont thought women were put on this earth to decorate it and should be seen but never heard, and, well, Dalton didnÔÇÖt know Commissioner GoodellÔÇÖs stance on women, but he was pretty sure that a pissed-off Harmony could have turned Gloria Steinem against her own kind.
He picked up the drawers and fit them back into his desk and then knelt down and scooped up all of the junk heÔÇÖd collected over the years. He pulled the trash can over. Now was as good a time as any to spring-clean the hell out of his office.
An hour later, he couldnÔÇÖt get Harmony out of his head. He didnÔÇÖt feel the need to apologize to her so much as he just wanted to see what horrible things she had planned in retaliation. Besides the pencil-stabbed football, whichÔÇöhe wasnÔÇÖt going to lieÔÇöhurt a lot.
Figuring the least he could do was send her a balloon bouquetÔÇöor maybe some high-end jewelryÔÇöhe hit the space bar to bring his computer screen to life. Flowers seemed a little too clich├®, and no baked goods on earth could compare to what Harmony whipped up with ease. But he wasnÔÇÖt really sure where to look for biker chic in balloons or jewelryÔÇöheÔÇÖd been too broke to afford either when he was a member of the Bastards, so he figured heÔÇÖd mess around on the Internet, see what he could find.
When he clicked the icon for his web browser, it didnÔÇÖt come up. So he clicked it again. And again. And again. Still nothing.
He clicked the icon for his monthly financial reports.
He clicked the icon for the team roster.
He clicked on the Apple icon to restart the computer, but no Apple menu dropped down.
What in the hell had Harmony done to his computer?
Pranks were one thing, but now she was messing with his job.
He grabbed his cell to call IT, but it was dead, so he grabbed the charging cable hooked to his computer and plugged in the phone. He hit the intercom button on his desk phone.
ÔÇ£Yes?ÔÇØ Eleanor answered.
ÔÇ£Can you have IT come up here? My computer isnÔÇÖt working.ÔÇØ Shit. HeÔÇÖd known Harm was smart, but he hadnÔÇÖt taken her for a computer genius. Maybe he should have, considering who her sister was.
ÔÇ£Absolutely. And thank you so much for that raise. I feel very appreciated, and so does the entire support staff. YouÔÇÖre very generous.ÔÇØ Eleanor sounded extraordinarily happy.
ÔÇ£Yes, well, you deserve it.ÔÇØ He let go of the intercom button as his mind whirled with possibilities.
The entire support staff? Harmony had given a raise to the entire support staff? Jesus. Just how generous had she been? He banged his head on the keyboard, but all he got was a headache. He reached for his phone, but it still wasnÔÇÖt charged enough to check email. Damn it. Five-Alarm Harm had struck again.
An hour later, IT still hadnÔÇÖt fixed his computer.
ÔÇ£No way,ÔÇØ Jess Carlyle, head IT tech, said under his breath. ÔÇ£Whoever did this is a diabolical genius.ÔÇØ
Yeah, Dalton had already figured that out. But he wasnÔÇÖt feeling nearly as warm and fuzzy about it as Jess seemed to be. ÔÇ£What do you mean?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£The reason you couldnÔÇÖt click on the icons is because your desktop is a picture of your desktop. Your actual desktop is underneath it. See?ÔÇØ He hit escape and the picture minimized. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm going to restart your computer and it should go back to normal.ÔÇØ He hit a series of buttons and then the log-in box came up. ÔÇ£Enter your password.ÔÇØ
Dalton leaned forward to type it in. Instead of opening to the desktop, the screen flickered for a second before saying heÔÇÖd entered the wrong password. He entered it again and still nothing. SheÔÇÖd reset his password too. HeÔÇÖd give her points for creativityÔÇöright after he turned her over his knee and spanked that luscious bottom of hers.
ÔÇ£Can you reset my password?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Sure.ÔÇØ Jess typed and a series of screens came up. He typed and typed. ÔÇ£Enter your new password.ÔÇØ
Dalton typed in a new password and made a mental note to add it to the password list in his phone as opposed to the sticky note under his desk. He had no doubt heÔÇÖd do something to piss Harmony off again soon, and he was a man who learned from his mistakes.
ÔÇ£What in the holy hell is going on here?ÔÇØ Barry Lamont boomed from the doorway. He stabbed the air in front of him with his tablet. He touched the screen, pulled something up, and waved it like Dalton could see it from fifty feet away. ÔÇ£You gave everyone a raise?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Jess, can you please excuse us?ÔÇØ Dalton shoved his hands in his pockets and tried not to think of all of the ways he was going to kill Harmony.
ÔÇ£You bet.ÔÇØ The computer guy left his laptop on the desk and strolled out of the office. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖll just see if Eleanor has any of that pie left.ÔÇØ
Wait a minute. Harmony had brought his assistant a pie? All heÔÇÖd gotten were chocolate chip cookies, and Harm had taken those with her before heÔÇÖd even gotten one. Which, come to think of it, didnÔÇÖt seem fair considering all the havoc she had wrought.
ÔÇ£A raise ÔÇª?ÔÇØ Barry was a domineering control freak who liked to think that he ran the world. ÔÇ£Son, what were you thinkinÔÇÖ?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£My computer was hacked and an email was sent out without my knowledge or consent.ÔÇØ HeÔÇÖd gotten and kept this job by not backing down. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖll fix it.ÔÇØ
He couldnÔÇÖt exactly say that heÔÇÖd handcuffed Lyric MontgomeryÔÇÖs evil twin in his office and it was payback. Especially not after the meeting theyÔÇÖd just had with the commissioner.
ÔÇ£YouÔÇÖd better, or start looking for a new job.ÔÇØ Barry stormed out just like heÔÇÖd stormed in.
Dalton took a couple of deep breaths and pulled up his sent emails. Harm had given everyone except the players, coaches, and cheerleaders a five-thousand-dollar-a-year raise. He scrubbed his face with his hands. With a few keystrokes, sheÔÇÖd added six hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars to his annual budget. How exactly did he revoke an almost company-wide raise without angering his employees?
Yes, he could send out another email explaining the situation, but people were funny about their money. They wouldnÔÇÖt care that it had all been a joke.
What a big fuckinÔÇÖ mess.
It looked like heÔÇÖd be spending the rest of the afternoon finding a way to squeeze an additional six hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars out of the budgetÔÇöwhich was not at all what heÔÇÖd had planned.
Then again, nothing had gone as heÔÇÖd planned since Five-Alarm Harm had walked into his life. The woman was a force of nature, and trying to control her was proving was fruitless.
What surprised him the most was that he didnÔÇÖt want to control her. Even after everything sheÔÇÖd done, he wanted to sit back and watch her in action.