Christine Baxter was having a helluva night. Her blind date
had run out on her and the check. She had run into a mugger
trying to steal her purse and succeeding. Finally, her
beloved Beetle, Pinkie, had run out of gas on a deserted
highway. Her only hope was a dimly lit club sign on the
other side of a deep embankment riddled with trash.
Apparently, her guardian angel had the night off.
Gabriel Easton and Michael Westmoreland were best friends
looking for that special woman to share their lives and
their bed. When the beautiful blonde literally fell through
their club door, they thought their prayers had been
answered. Michael knew she was sent from heaven. Gabriel
felt she was hell on heels. Both agreed that she was
perfect
for them.
And Christine? Well, she thought she was in a lot of
trouble.
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