The next highly anticipated novella in the Searching For series, a romantic spin-off of the Marriage to a Billionaire series from New York Times bestselling sensation Jennifer Probst.
When Isabella MacKenzie tries to move on from her disastrous past, Officer William Devine is determined to show her that love is the only way to heal. This sexy enovella, the final installment in Jennifer Probst’s heartwarming Searching For series, follows the high-powered women of the popular matchmaking agency Kinnections, located in the small, picturesque town of Verily, NY.
Searching for Disaster is available for purchase:
Excerpt
“I had a really nice
time.” She refused to look at him, fiddling with her seat belt. “Yes, me, too. Thanks for dinner. I better
go.” She flew out of the car. Cursing under his breath, he climbed out
and followed her. When he reached the top step, her odd fear had leaked away
and been replaced by the fierce determination he adored. “Look, it was a great night but we made a
deal. I don’t
need you escorting me to the door, or making moony eyes and pretending this is
going to be something it’s
not.” Navy-blue eyes burned with temper. His dick wept and it was all he
could do not to back her against the door and kiss her savagely. “I don’t make moony eyes at
anyone. I take offense to that remark.” “Good night, Liam.” He moved into her space. “Are you attracted to me?” The air escaped her
lungs in a soft whoosh. His gaze flicked down her body, noting her tightening
nipples against the fine lace of her bodice. She was practically shaking, and
they hadn’t
even touched yet. “That’s a ridiculous question.” “No it’s not. Are you attracted to me?” She shifted her weight, struggling for the
answer. “If you’re not, I’ll leave. I’m not out to force
myself on anyone. But don’t lie.” “I don’t lie!” she said hotly. “Are
you?” “Yes! But I don’t intend to do a thing about it.
This experiment is over, Liam. You need to finish what you started at
Kinnections and we need to avoid each other. You deserve a woman who can be a
perfect wife. You deserve kids and a white picket fence and dogs. You deserve
it all.” He leaned in. “So
do you,” he growled. “Maybe
it’s
time I prove it.” Shock and arousal dilated her pupils. Her lips parted for air. “I’m not out for a quick screw,” she shot out. “Just because we did it once doesn’t mean I’m an easy target.” “Sweetheart,
you couldn’t
be easy if you tried. I knew even that night you were the one who chose, not
the other way around.” Her arms lifted as if to touch him, then dropped back down as if she’d gotten burned. The
intoxicating scent of her invaded his nostrils: sweet and spicy, tinged with
feminine arousal. He’d
allowed her to lead because she needed to feel in charge, but he also knew when
actions spoke louder than words. In his job, and his life, Devine followed an
instinct that had never guided him wrong—an innate sense of when to push and when to back off. Right now, he
needed to push. He moved. It only took three steps to back her against the
screen door. His arms caged her in. He braced his thighs apart, trapping her.
He kept just enough space between their bodies so she had the time needed to
transition without trying to bolt. “I’m honored you feel the
need to push me straight into another woman’s perfect arms, but I’m here to tell you
there is no perfect woman. And I’m sure as hell not perfect either. So, here’s the deal, Isabella. I’m going to kiss you.” “What?” she squeaked out. She
pushed against his chest briefly, then rested her palms over his beating heart.
The move alone told him she wanted this as badly as he did. “We can’t.”
“We can. I haven’t forgotten that
night. Ever. It was the best damn sex I ever had. Even then, I wanted more, but
it wasn’t
our time.” “Liam.” His name spilled from her lips in a sultry
whisper, dissipating high above the stars. “Don’t
think. Don’t worry.” He lowered his head with deliberate slowness, wanting to savor every
second. “Just kiss me.” His lips covered
hers. The years melted away. Her soft mouth trembled, then opened beneath his.
He swallowed her groan and slipped inside, drinking in the sweet sting of her flavor,
reminding him again of bourbon laced with maple syrup. They learned each other
all over again until the kiss caught fire, and she sunk her teeth into his
bottom lip. A primitive growl rose from his throat and he rose to the demand.
Twisting his fingers in her glorious hair, he pinned her open under the length
of his thigh and ravaged her. His teeth nipped; he soothed with his tongue,
claimed her as his. She gave it back, sinking into a wild thing who exploded in
his arms, challenging him at every turn. They feasted on each other, with a
touch of the savage, her fingernails digging into the muscles of his arms, her
breasts pressed tightly against his chest, her body arched with a demand he
intended to serve. He got lost, got found, and fell hard within that one
perfect, soul-stirring kiss.
They were not kidding when they said that this was a highly anticipated novella to the Searching For series! I've been waiting for the final installment to this saga for quite some time. I wasn't sure how a novella would stack up to the full length novels but Searching for Disaster was pretty awesome! It definitely didn't lack in chemistry but it did lack one thing--length!! I feel like Isabella and Liam could have filled so many more pages! I really liked Isabella's character and how she had a sad-ish and not-so-squeaky clean past. Having read the rest of the series, I already had some tidbits on her story but, obviously, wanted those details to be flushed out. She's a stark contrast to Liam/Divine's clean cut character. I think the fact that their lives had previously crossed paths years ago made for that much more tension and chemistry between the two. It was a sweet story, a story of change and acceptance of oneself. I definitely didn't want to see this story come to a close so I do wish that this was a lot longer than it was but Searching For Disaster was definitely a strong close to a fantastic series.
About the Author
Jennifer Probst wrote her first book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates, and hasn’t stopped writing since. She took a short hiatus to get married, get pregnant, buy a house, get pregnant again, pursue a master’s in English Literature, and rescue two shelter dogs. Now she is writing again.
She makes her home in Upstate New York with the whole crew. Her sons keep her active, stressed, joyous, and sad her house will never be truly clean.
She is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of sexy and erotic contemporary romance. She was thrilled her book, The Marriage Bargain, was ranked #6 on Amazon's Best Books for 2012. She loves hearing from readers. Visit her website for updates on new releases and her street team at www.jenniferprobst.com.
She makes her home in Upstate New York with the whole crew. Her sons keep her active, stressed, joyous, and sad her house will never be truly clean.
She is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of sexy and erotic contemporary romance. She was thrilled her book, The Marriage Bargain, was ranked #6 on Amazon's Best Books for 2012. She loves hearing from readers. Visit her website for updates on new releases and her street team at www.jenniferprobst.com.
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