When veterinarian Max Wiley is wrenched from an erotic dream by a commotion at the front door, he barges downstairs, baseball bat in hand, prepared to defend himself, his home, and his three-legged dog.
One glimpse of the frantic, half-naked woman causing the racket has Max abandoning his weapon. But when the curvy blonde bursts in, wailing about killing some guy, Max reconsiders.
Misunderstandings abound until he realizes the ditzy dame with an attitude is a neighbor -- who's come to him in a professional capacity. How the hell can he be expected to tend to a canine emergency at three a.m. when her big mouth and voluptuous body keep clouding his thinking?
Angel Brewster finds it hard to believe that any man could be as dense, insensitive or chauvinistic as Dr. Max Wiley. Not to mention exasperating, opinionated and so damned sexy she can't think straight. She most certainly shouldn't be considering carnal scenarios when her dog's life is in jeopardy.
Matters only get worse when Max discovers Angel is the lead columnist for a feminist magazine -- and she learns that he writes hardboiled sexist crime fiction on the side.
And they can't keep their hands off each other.
When veterinarian Max Wiley is wrenched from an erotic dream by a commotion at the front door, he barges downstairs, baseball bat in hand, prepared to defend himself, his home, and his three-legged dog.
One glimpse of the frantic, half-naked woman causing the racket has Max abandoning his weapon. But when the curvy blonde bursts in, wailing about killing some guy, Max reconsiders.
Misunderstandings abound until he realizes the ditzy dame with an attitude is a neighbor--who's come to him in a professional capacity. How the hell can he be expected to tend to a canine emergency at three a.m. when her big mouth and voluptuous body keep clouding his thinking?
Angel Brewster finds it hard to believe that any man could be as dense, insensitive or chauvinistic as Dr. Max Wiley. Not to mention exasperating, opinionated and so damned sexy she can't think straight. She most certainly shouldn't be considering carnal scenarios when her dog's life is in jeopardy.
Matters only get worse when Max discovers Angel is the lead columnist for a feminist magazine—and she learns that he writes hardboiled sexist crime fiction on the side.
And they can't keep their hands off each other.
Professional Reviews
from Romance Junkies...
"Ms. Dobbs has written a most hilarious story that will make your eyes water so much from laughter that you can't finish reading all the words at times. Max reminds me of the detective that we loved in those gangster movies. Angel is the dame that comes into the office and pleads her case while being dressed to the nines. I highly recommend this book for your collection."
from The Romance Studio...
"...a hilarious story that I thoroughly enjoyed reading ...pairs a feminist columnist with a male chauvinist writer and my do the sparks fly as each tries to get the upper hand. Just Like a Dame was well written and kept me entertained from the very first page. It was filled with hot and spicy sex that will leave you panting for breath! This one is definitely a keeper readers! Well done Ms. Dobbs!"
from Fallen Angel Reviews...
"If you want something funny and hot to take with you to the beach, this is the book you need! The action is non-stop, as is the dialog. The slapstick comedy is so well done that I laughed from cover to cover. …it is obvious that opposites do attract in this story, because it has some of the hottest male/female sex scenes I've seen recently."
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage as she is…whether they wa
