Blunder Woman
Dakota CassidyFantasy erotic romance
Available from Changeling Press
ISBN: 1-59596-400-2
June 2006
| Kennedy Smith looked at Edgar, the doorman at FSB, when he told her that she was a decendant of Hathor, a great Egyptian goddess, and thought that he was nuts. She was from Hoebonken. How could she be what he said without her parents telling her? What was up with his talk about needing her for a mission? She was a mail clerk and delivered mail for the executives at FSB. The powers that be wanted her to train at their headquarters for three weeks and she only got one week. She would just humor Edgar when they got in the car to go to lunch and wait for her chance to call the men in the white coats to take him away. But when Edgar pulled out a box from his pocket that zapped them, car and all, to what looked to be a landing pad at a big facility, she sat up and took notice that she had just started the ignition! They made their way into the huge building, down gray halls where Kennedy could hear a man yelling at a tall and lanky stick of a man. She could not see the yeller as he was at his desk that was in shadows, but once he stepped around his desk Kennedy saw that he was a hunk. Come to found out he was her new boss. Yummy!
Darren Westfield looked at the newbie heroine that stood in front of him and was immediately attracted. But as her boss, not to mention the fact that he was also Captain Daring, he knew that he’d better control his lust. It was several years ago when he had been attracted to a woman who all most blew him up and along with a couple of hundred thousand innocent people. When he learned that Kennedy had not been born with any powers he saw red! Dakota Cassidy kept me laughing so hard with Kennedy a wannabe comic heroine that I cried! Blunder Woman could only be told by the quirky Cassidy with witty come backs in a style that is all her own with hot steamy sex to make your toes curl and Kennedy is absolutely priceless. This is a must read and a keeper!
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Reviewer: Linda B. |
