Her love life is running on empty. And he’s just the man to make her engine purr.

Full Throttle, Book 1

Sarah Katz’s career as a New York lawyer is in high gear—and the stress has left her hormones sputtering. With strict doctor’s orders to relax, she books the cure: a spa vacation in the cool, green mountains of Virginia.

When a pothole sends her Porsche to the side of the road, she finds herself stuck in small-town Rapture. She’d love nothing more than to blow this Hicksville and be on her way…until she meets sexy stockcar mechanic Cole Cassidy.

Coles knows exactly how to handle that fancy car, and its uptight driver. Sarah’s not his type, but neither can deny that their attraction is firing on all cylinders. Soon he’s introducing her to the thrill of speed at the local track—in his car, and on it.

But Sarah’s troubles aren’t so easily left in the dust. Unless she forces herself to decide if she’s willing and able to let someone else take the wheel.

Warning: Contains a false start, breakdowns of the automotive and erotic kinds, creative uses of shower massagers and silk ties, and thrill-rides in, on, and outside of a racecar.

• Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd. (January 15, 2013)
• Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
• Language: English
• FTC Disclosure: copy provided by the author for the purposes of an honest review

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There is something about fast cars that calls to my soul. As far back as I can remember there has always been something about the roar of an engine and a man that knows how to turn a wrench that could make my insides melt like hot butter. This was my first Joy Daniels book, but I am sure it won’t be my last.

 Cole is a mechanic, from a small town in the middle of nowhere. If you would call a damn near rocket scientist a “mechanic”. Burned once by the “big city life” Cole is just being nice when he stops to help a woman with a Porsche on the side of the road. He has no idea what he is getting himself into though with Sarah, because she is as big city as it comes. On her way to some rest and relaxation, she has no idea there is something a lot more dangerous to heart on the other side of that pothole. After breaking her tire rod she is picked up from the side of the road and brought to town, and she is applying the term “town” with a light hand.

According to the sign at the end of the street, the middle of nowhere was officially called Rapture, VA. Sarah snorted. Some name. The only pleasure she’d get from this town was watching it disappear from her rearview mirror.

Left with only the hope of the hot mechanic Cole as her savior, she climbs into his truck to head to his house, where he will fix her car and get her going. However, she is getting him going and he is doing his best not to fall back into that trap. He can’t help but wonder about her as she looks like she is about to break into a thousand pieces from the stress of her life.

What would it take to make this woman really shatter? To let go and throw caution to the wind? She looked as if she could use some shaking up—of the good kind. But it wasn’t his place to say so.

Finding out her car was indeed broke, she is alarmed to learn she can’t leave town that night! So where to stay, oh where to stay? Oh, yeah, remember Cole, the one who was going to stay out her business? Guess who has a big ol’ house?

“Cole.” She waited until he was looking at her. “Thank you. I really appreciate your help.”

He gave her a genuine smile this time. “Just trying to help out, darlin’.”

This man was fixing her car, giving her a place to stay and calling her “darlin’”. Maybe there was something to this Southern thing after all.

I’m sure he’s just letting you stay because he’s nice, not that he has other “nice” parts just dying to meet you too. *grin* Here is where I break in and say, seriously get this one. Not enough to tempt you? When she plans to get the hell out of Dodge as soon as her car is fixed this is what Cole has to say about it:

“I could leave your little car up on the lift in my garage. Then where would you be?”

The cup in Sarah’s hand shook and she put it on the bedside table. “Right here.”

The huskiness in her voice made his balls tighten. Another step. She shifted back. “Where?”

“Here.” The word was barely a whisper. “In your bed.”

 What I liked: This road is fast, the book is pretty short, but it’s a good ride. There is a really, really, good crash and burn scene, that was so well done it had me nodding my head. No, they didn’t wreck the car, but she came close to wrecking herself. I felt like they were real, the emotions were spot on and right amount of smut to make me make sure no one was reading over my shoulder.

 What I didn’t like: TOO SHORT! I see this is just the first book in a series, but I really hope we get to go back and visit them. I want to know more about them, what happened when her week off work was over? Tell me MORE!

 Overall a great read, well worth the time. It did bring back those warm fond memories of riding around in a 1985 Monte Carlo with Small Block 350. Of course we didn’t really race around as much as we would have liked, but we sure did tear up the back roads, and every now and then the back seat. What can I say, but you know how a girl gets when she turns 17, you know, kinda crazy. And for the record, I know who Jimmie and Junior are.

What’s the car that still makes you grin like an idiot? For me it will always be an 85 Monte Carlo.

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