Lacy – A Bad Girl’s Revenge by Chérie De Sues

Lacy Hennessey is hunting the last man linked to an ambush that led to her father’s death. As an heir to her father’s role as the enforcer for the Irish mob in Boston, Lacy is armed and dangerous when she arrives in a small Colorado resort.

Dr. Josh Davenport missed his flight for a little R & R after an avalanche blocks the road, when he meets Lacy at the Hotel bar. Lacy easily manipulates Josh into offering her a place to sleep for the night. But Josh is aware Lacy isn’t just another gorgeous blonde in a red dress with legs that go all the way up.

Lacy enjoys Josh’s company and his bed, but business is business when she leaves his arms to face the man who killed her father. And if Josh makes any more connections about her real identity, Lacy may have to add him to her list.

Here’s a short excerpt:

Curvy, blonde and gorgeous slinked into the bar, as Josh took in class with a capital C. With heels, she looked liked an Amazon—tall, athletic and narrow-waisted. The gods had sent this woman to him; somehow, he’d done something right in his life and she was his reward. Blue eyes, creamy skin and a red dress that made his heart skip beats. He followed her every sinuous move until she chose a chair up against the back wall and glanced around the room.

The woman searched for someone and Josh hoped like hell that would be him. Seconds later, their eyes met and her warm smile struck a match to his insides. He slid off the barstool with his drink and headed in her direction.

As he neared, the goddess lifted her eyes once more to his and a chill ran along his spine. He hadn’t felt anything like that since his residency under Dr. Spellman. The man had been a predator with all new doctors. Josh shook off the bad memories.

“I’m Josh Davenport; may I sit with you?”

Red lips parted with a high-wattage smile against straight white teeth. “Please.”

Josh let his body relax in the leatherback chair and set his drink on the low, round table between them.

“Would you like a drink?”

“A glass of Cabernet would be great.”

He smiled and turned, gave a couple hand signals to Kenny then turned back. A small frown marred a perfect face, but she didn’t ask how he’d done his famous trick. Disappointed, he rubbed his jaw; she had an uncanny way of making him feel uncomfortable when she didn’t react as he expected. This woman bore scrutiny, she didn’t seem to be wired the same as he’d come to expect with other women. Josh licked his teeth for any leftover canapé, enjoying his view of her physical attributes.

“What’s your name?”

She took a deep breath and the low-cut bodice of her snug dress swelled then shrank with the exhalation. The cleavage of her breasts beckoned and he forced himself to stay connected with her deep blue eyes. She hadn’t blinked and neither had he.

“Lacy.” She licked her lips provocatively and crossed her long legs.

Everything about the woman screamed soft, seductive and pliant, but the hard edge in her eyes concealed hidden depths to her character.

“Lovely name; nice to meet you, Lacy. Are you here for the skiing?”

She shrugged. “I came to town on a whim; I didn’t even make a hotel reservation.” Lacy laughed with abandon and tucked a silky, blonde tendril behind her ear.

Josh nodded stiffly with faux understanding; the laugh seemed forced. This was a woman who used her beauty and charm to garner trust with men. “So now you’re trapped and the lifts are shut down because of the avalanche warning.”

She smiled seductively and accepted the Cabernet from Kenny. “Thank you.”

Kenny winked at him and went back to the bar, no doubt wishing he could hear their conversation.

Lacy wouldn’t have been able to book a room tonight anyway; Deborah’s damn engagement party had taken all the ones available. “I heard from the desk that the hotel is full. Do you need somewhere to sleep tonight?”

Lacy peered at him over her wine glass. “Are you offering me a place to sleep, Josh?”

Her deep sensual voice struck a chord below his belt and he grinned at his good fortune. “I am, Lacy.”