"This first book in the Three Kisses trilogy is witty, fun and deeply romantic."
Reviewed by Mandy Burns
Posted May 13, 2010
Romance Contemporary
Allie Baci's family has owned the Tanti Baci winery for
over 100 years. Unfortunately, her father didn't take care
of the finances properly, so the Baci Sisters will lose the
land unless they come up with something fast to save their
heritage. Allie believes in happily-ever-after even though
her own tragedy has people in town calling her "Nun of
Napa." Allie's idea to save the winery is to use her family
history and renovate the cottage located on the grounds as
a premier location for weddings. To her dismay, the local
contractor working on the renovations has received a better
deal, which leaves her no choice but to find a replacement.
Lucky for Allie, her neighbor recently gained a half-
brother who specializes in fixing things, even though he is
insufferable and arrogant. Penn Bennett learns about his brothers through the reading
of a will. His newfound family is overwhelming, but
visiting them to get away from his fame as host of the
renovation show "Build Me Up" and the embarrassing
situation of a woman cleaning out his bank accounts, is the
perfect solution to regroup. Penn is not taken with the
beautiful Baci sister, who he sees using pure manipulation
to get her way by begging, pleading eyes and tears that
fall on command. Completely disgusted with Allie, Penn
refuses to help her with her dilemma until he catches her
in a compromising conversation with a client. The more Penn
is around Allie, the more the town's reaction to her
confuses him, raising his interest. So he decides to use
his family's investment in the winery to get answers. CRUSH ON YOU, the first book in the Three Kisses trilogy is
witty, fun and romantic to the core. I absolutely love it!
SUMMARY
She made knitting sexy.
Now she's taking on a
dilapidated winery, three sisters, and the bad boys next
door.
The Baci sisters are on a mission to
save the winery that's been in their family for
generations-by transforming it into the perfect wedding
destination. If only Alessandra Baci-affectionately known as
the "Nun of Napa"-didn't need the help of tempting neighbor
and business rival Penn Bennett.
Excerpt"So what did you think of Penn Bennett?" Alessandra’s friend
Clare asked, from her spot in the adjacent beautician’s chair."I don’t want to think about that man," she told Clare, "or
ever see him again." But life hadn’t been going her way the last five years, and
as if she needed more proof of that, she noted a shiny truck
pulling into a parking space in front of Oliver’s Ristorante
across the street. "Though you can check him out yourself.
Looks like he’s heading for Overpriced Ollie’s." Clare wiggled on her seat. "That’s what I love about small
towns and the beauty shop’s big picture windows. Sooner or
later everybody passes by." Crossing her arms over her chest, Alessandra wasn’t so
pleased. She watched his long legs emerge from the truck’s
cab. There was a kid with a table on the sidewalk outside
Ollie’s, soliciting funds for some good cause, but it didn’t
make her like the bastard any better when he drew out a
couple of bills from his pocket. We’ll have to see about a booking on Inside
the Actors Studio, he’d said. What the heck did he mean by that? And he’d uttered it with
such a cynical smile on his handsome face, too. While she watched him hand over the money, he smiled again.
But then his head turned toward the street as a car came to
a sudden stop behind his vehicle. The skinny passenger in
the beat-up sedan shot his torso out the side window and
stripped off his shirt. "Build me up!" The guy yelled it so loud she could hear it
through thick plate glass and whirring beauty appliances.
"Penn Bennett, build me up!" Smile growing to a grin, Penn reached into his truck and
withdrew a T-shirt that he balled up and threw to the
half-naked man. A fist- pump later, the car took off with a
screech of tires. "Okay, I know my experience with the male animal has been
somewhat limited, but . . ." She glanced over at Clare, who
was staring out the window, her jaw dangling. Her friend transferred her gaze toward Alessandra, showing
wide eyes. "The bastard is Penn Bennett? You didn’t
tell me that! Penn Bennett of Build Me Up!" Alessandra blinked. "Which would happen to be . . . ?" "Just the hottest home renovation show on television. His
team repairs and remodels homes of needy people. I almost
cry every time he leads the grateful family into their
now-beautiful house. He makes them feel so special." "Really?" While Alessandra could believe the guy was on
TV—he was Hollywood handsome—she couldn’t imagine him as an
altruistic do- gooder. That little break in your voice, the single tear—
brilliant. Remembering his words, she frowned and figured mean and
spiteful was the guy’s true character. "The thing is, Clare,
this Build Me Up show—it’s a job for him, right? He
gets paid to make nicey-nice and appear all sympathetic." Clare opened her mouth, but Alessandra kept on talking.
"Don’t get taken in by what you think you know about Penn
Bennett. If you ask me, he’s—" "Waiting with bated breath to hear your assessment of his
character." Ah, damn, Alessandra thought, the skin at the back of
her neck prickling in belated warning. Just another
reason to dislike the guy. Real men didn’t enter beauty
salons and catch disgruntled women discussing them over
peroxide and bobby pins. Slowly, to give the embarrassed
heat she was feeling a chance to fade from her cheeks, she
shifted in her chair to face him. His hazel eyes took a lazy pass over her lacy camisole,
short watermelon-red cotton skirt, and bare legs. "Liam said
that ‘Nun of Napa’ thing was just a nickname, and now I’m
sure he’s right." Clare snickered. Alessandra decided not to dignify the remark with an
explanation. It wasn’t her fault that the residents of
Edenville and its environs had put that tag on her. But
there were worse things someone could call someone else.
Like arrogant. Like too good-looking for his own good. Over-
confident, that was certain. She could imagine a
bare-chested Penn Bennett flexing in front of a mirror, hear
him singing to his amazing reflection. I’m too sexy for
my shirt. "I’m sure you need to go away now," she said. He laughed. "No," he said, running a hand through his
layered hair. "I’m here for a cut." Men in Edenville went to Manuel’s Barber Shop, closer to the
highway. It had the requisite barber pole outside and ESPN
played on a TV in the corner. In Manuel’s back room it was
said he pulled molars with rusty pliers and handed out
herbal cures for the clap. "This is a beauty salon," she
said, gesturing to encompass the lavender walls and framed
headshots of female models. "What?" he asked, all cheeky grin and sparkling eyes. "I’m
not beautiful?" The fact was, he was beautiful, in a wholly masculine
way that involved long lean muscles and the grit of golden
stubble on his chin. But Alessandra hated his studied,
I-don’t-give-a-damn looks, and she hated that he wasn’t
taking the hint and moving on. Worse, she hated his perfect
knowledge of just what was going through her head, clear
from the smirk on his lips and the laugh in his eyes. "Why don’t you try squeezing out a tear or two, little nun,"
Penn said softly, that sly smile still on his face. He moved
into her personal space, leaning close enough that she could
smell his lime- and-sin aftershave, even over the combined
scents of sweet shampoo and acrid hair color that permeated
the salon’s air. "That usually gets you what you want,
doesn’t it?"
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1 comment posted.
Re: This first book in the Three Kisses trilogy is witty, fun and deeply romantic.
I didn't learn much from the review more from reading the excerpt. The book sounds like a great read!
(Brenda Rupp 10:32pm April 12, 2011)
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