Thursday, January 8, 2015

Seven Days and Six Worst-Case Scenarios by Leslie Huggans

Mix dry wit with a juicy corpse and let it simmer over a red hot romance to serve up a wicked comedy.

Curious, quirky, crisis consultant Victoria Douglas needs a vacation, and to learn to keep her sassy mouth shut. Instead, she’s gunning a stolen SUV up a mountain with beer cans and bug spray as her only weapons in a fight for survival. She and her investigative reporter friend, Julie Tran, have landed in a
Caribbean vacation crap-sandwich bursting with murder, narcotics, and one gorgeous piece of man-flesh.

College flame, Alex Marshall, professed his love and disappeared without a trace. Twelve years later he materializes at Victoria’s resort on St. Kitts and he’s got more charm and sex appeal than ever. Tingling lady bits and long-buried feelings aside, Victoria discovers she and Julie are at the center of a criminal conspiracy that stretches across two continents. They’ve got one chance to prove their innocence before competing nefarious factions feed them to the fish…or worse. Victoria has to decide just how far she is willing to go to save her life and mend her heart.
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My Impressions:
I adored this book. Filled with great characters, lots of humor, suspense and love. Plus a little bit of revenge mixed in making this a must read for book lovers. 


Alex Marshall was old money - at least by Texas standards - the life of any party, and an unabashed poon hound. He was also the boy who broke my 21-year-old heart. Enjoying the element of surprise and hoping I could conjure up some sex appeal, I slowly lowered my glasses and turned to face him.

“Holy shit! Victoria.”

He fell backward and spilled one of the drinks. Most men might have shown some embarrassment, but not him. He even looked good doing it. Righting himself on one knee, our heads were level and I was gazing into his big green eyes that were framed by lashes Maybelline would market as ‘illegal length.’

“Damn, I didn’t recognize you with the hat and glasses,” he stammered as those same eyes meandered down my body all the way to my toes.

I found myself reconsidering my anti-spray tan position as my legs actually reflected the sun’s rays. On the bright side, maybe he couldn’t see the fifteen pounds I’d added since college for the glow. I was feeling flushed, but was feigning disinterest.

“Funny, I figured you would have recognized my cleavage considering the amount of time you spent examining it.”

“Why didn’t I ever ask you to play doctor?” he asked regrettably.

“You did. I declined the opportunity,” I said sounding bored, but I was rather annoyed that I had to remind him.

His smile widened because with very little effort he’d tricked me into admitting that I’d remembered his antics in college. And, even worse I was paying attention to them now. Damn.

He leaned close and whispered in a conspiratorial tone, “Remind me to ask you again later.”


~AUTHOR Bio and Links~

Leslie enjoys a dry wit and a juicy crime and she excels at misadventure. While she has never been a murder suspect, many of the events in her books have actually happened to her. She has two jobs. The first is wearing pantyhose every day while toiling for a global corporation. The second is catering to the whims of her feline companions. She lives to travel all over the globe. Leslie visits the Caribbean every winter for a sun holiday, but has yet to encounter a dashing CIA agent. One must live in hope. Leslie wants to hear from you! Let her know what corner of the world Victoria should terrorize next.


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