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Firefighter Alexandra Maxwell has lived in
the shadows of her family's firefighting legacy in her small Iowa hometown for
most of her life. So when she's given the opportunity to transfer to Chicago,
she jumps at the chance to spread her wings and make her mark in the career she
loves.
Chicago cop Gio Rossi enjoys the quiet life.
He's all about his job and his close-knit family. When his brothers offer up
his spare room to 'Alex', their new firefighter colleague, he definitely isn't
expecting a leather-clad, motorcycle-riding, adrenaline junkie woman to turn up
at his door.
Despite trying to fight their growing attraction, when a near tragedy on the
job has Alex doubting her judgment, it's Gio who's steps up, determined to
prove to his strong-willed, independent roommate that showing your soft spot
does not make you weak, it simply makes you real.
Can these two unlikely bedfellows find common ground and see what everyone else
around them has seen all along, that together, they can work miracles, even if
it's just with each other.
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Today Bestselling Author BJ Harvey brings you Miracle Worker - Book 3 in a new
spin-off to the Cook Brothers steamy rom-com series featuring first responders
in Chicago who are fighting the good fight and also finding love at the same
time. This series can be read as a standalone and is set in the same world as
the Bliss, Game, and Cook Brothers series before it.
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Deciding to clean up before thinking about what to do for dinner,
I grab a quick, hot shower, then wrap a towel around my hips and walk through
to my bedroom. I shut the bathroom door behind me, noticing the house is
significantly quieter now that there’s not a rock concert being held in my
living room.
Moving toward my closet, I pull out some sweats and a tee along
with some boxers, and I lay them on the bed. Just as I unwrap the towel and
start drying myself off, my bedroom door slams open and Alex bounds in, waving
a rolling pin above her head like it’s Thor’s hammer, and she’s ready to
attack.
“Whoa!” I splutter
“I’m calling the cops, mother fu—Gio? Oh, hell. Um—”
I stare flabbergasted at an equally shocked Alex, her weapon arm
falling down to her side, her eyes wide and her chest heaving. My heart thumps
against my ribs as I try to calm my own breathing, all the while trying to
process what the hell just happened.
Her gaze drops . . . then drops again, before jerking up to my
face.
“Ah hell,” I curse, one hand moving to cover my junk, the
other blindly grabbing at anything on my bed to cover myself up with. To
her credit—and my relief— Alex turns around to face the wall, giving me
privacy.
“I’m so sorry. In my defense, I didn’t know.”
“Didn’t know?” Do I have a third nut I don’t know about?
Just to be sure, I move my hand out of the way to make sure everything is as it
should be down there.
A soft gasp escapes her, and looking up, I catch Alex’s
deer-in-the-headlights look in the mirror facing my bed, the mirror giving her
a full-frontal view of my uncovered body—again. Her cheeks turn pink before she
drops her gaze to the ground.
“Didn’t know what, Alex?” I ask again as I quickly pull on boxers
then my sweats, making sure the important bits are covered before I can
inadvertently flash my new roommate with the goods a third time.
“That you were home. I didn’t hear you come in, and I figured you
would’ve said hi or something when you did. So when my music stopped and I
heard a door shut and then footsteps, my brain went to the worst-case scenario
and defaulted into self-preservation mode.”
“With a rolling pin? Don’t you have pepper spray or something in
your purse?”
“No. I just have a whistle,” she says before she turns around to
face me. “Hold up. Why are we discussing weapons of choice to use when I
mistakenly think there’s someone in the house?”
“’Cause you thought I was a home invader, and instead of running
out of the house and maybe calling the cops, you ran in here all hot air and
bluster, armed with a kitchen utensil. I think this warrants a conversation.”
“Do you have to be shirtless for it? It’s kind of distracting,
that’s all.” She waves her hands in front of her, gesturing to my chest.
“Not like you haven’t seen me already, roomie,” I reply, unable
to fight my smirk.
She snickers as she lifts her eyes to mine. “I’m sorry.”
“For accosting me with a weapon of pastry creation or copping a
look in the mirror?” I ask with a questioning brow. Her lips twitch up and I
frown. “What?”
“Get it? Copping a look?” she replies with a giggle.
I roll my eyes and fight a snort at her goofy sense of humor.
“I kind of just went into fight-or-flight mode.” Her shoulders go
back and she glares at me. “Besides, you could’ve at least told me
you were home.”
“I tried, you were too busy being mid-hip shimmy.”
“Oh,” she mumbles, her shoulders visible dropping. “I was cooking
our first roomies dinner.”
My head jerks back. “That’s a thing?”
She shrugs. “I wanted to say thank you for letting me move in,
and since it was the first time we’ve been home at the same time . . .”
Damn.
“Shit. Okay, well if you’re not traumatized from seeing me
naked and dinner’s not ruined because you ran in here like a modern-day
Wonder Woman, I’d like that.”
She gifts me a wide, genuine smile, and for a moment, I forget
that I’m standing there shirtless in a pair of grey sweats and my new roommate
has already seen me naked. Because that smile is dangerous and has trouble
written all over it.
Remember she’s your roommate, Gio.
She steps forward and holds out her arm to me. “Truce?”
My brows bunch together as I shake her hand. “For what?”
“We’ve only met face-to-face two times, and you’ve already pulled
a gun on me, and I’ve stormed in ready to bash you with a rolling pin. I’d say
we’re even now.”
“Truce then,” I agree with a nod and a shake of her hand.
Alex steps back and doesn’t hide the full-body perusal she gives
me. “Brilliant. Well, not that I’m complaining—because damn, who knew
you had that hiding under there?—but growing up, we always ate supper
fully dressed.”
I bark out a laugh and shake my head. “I think I can
manage that.”
“Awesome. See ya soon, roomie,” she says before turning around
and skipping her way out of the room. Stopping in the doorway, she shoots me an
amused smirk. “By the way,
shrinkage obviously isn’t an issue. Good for you.”
I’m left standing there with my mouth agape and absolutely no
comeback.
And it’s not until Tom Petty starts blaring from the kitchen
again that I realize I better get moving.
Life is going to be interesting with Alex Maxwell around. But
maybe that’s exactly what I need.
Miracle Worker is
the third title in the Chicago First Responders series but features characters
from several of BJ Harvey’s books and series.
Gio and Alex’s
story is an opposites attract romance. Gio
craves neatness, cleanliness and order in his personal life, this police
officer is quite rigid, whereas Alex a female firefighter is strong, sarcastic,
quick witted, outgoing, and fun.
I adored their
fun, flirty but also heartfelt banter and undeniable chemistry.
If you’re after an
enjoyable read with endearing characters that will leave you with a smile upon
your face, look no further than Miracle Worker.
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