Disaster at Roosevelt Ranch
By Elise Faber
I slept with the wrong twin.
And all I got for it in return was a broken heart.
Oh yeah, and a baby on the way—there’s that too.
But I’m determined to make it on my own. I don’t need a man, thank you very much. Not rich, charismatic, and decidedly flighty Rex Roosevelt, and especially not his twin brother, Justin. No matter that the gorgeous former military doctor makes my heart beat a little faster . . . and all spots lower than that pay careful, careful attention.
None of that matters. The Roosevelt men are dangerous and I’m steering clear.
The trouble is, Justin refuses to leave me be.
And deep down, I don’t want to avoid him.
Deep down, I want to be even closer.
“Let me see.” He lifted my shirt before I could respond, and damn girl, I could get used to him doing that. Though I’d rather it was because he wanted to strip me bare and kiss every inch of me than because he was concerned about my injury.
I batted his hands away. “I’m fine.”
“Who’s the doctor here?” He reached for me again. “Let me see.”
His fingers were stroking my skin gently, raising ley lines of warmth in their wake. It felt good to have him touch me, so why protest? I leaned back.
Meet the Author
Aside from writing bestselling romances, Elise's passions are chocolate, Star Wars, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team, the Sharks, are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise is the mom to exuberant boys and is thoroughly addicted to Dancing with the Stars.