I ABSOLUTELY LOVE this cover and the premise of this book, and now it’s a series. Each one can be read as standalones (and the title for book #3 made me giggle and blush). All three blurbs gave me blurb jolts!!! Especially #2. π
About book #1:
The first time I laid eyes on Lydia Decker, I couldnβt speak. Or breathe. Or string two coherent thoughts together.Β And I donβt mean any of that figuratively. Iβm not talking about a guy being floored by the sight of a gorgeous womanβalthough, of course, Lydia is gorgeous beyond words.
No, when I first laid eyes on Lydia Deckerβmy physical therapistβI was lying flat on my back in the ICU, high as a kite on painkillers, breathing on a ventilator, my bones as broken and splintered as my spirit.
When I first laid eyes on Lydia Decker, she was a ray of light in the dark. Hope for the hopeless. A salve for my singed and battered soul.Β She said sheβd been assigned to fix me. That she was there to bring me back to life. She said helping me was her calling.Β And then she touched me. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. She healed me.
And I fell in love.
But what I didnβt know . . . what I couldnβt possibly know . . . was that Lydia Decker needed fixing far more than I ever did.