So Wrong it Must be Right
by Nicole
Helm
GENRE: Contemporary
Romance
BLURB:
So Wrong It Must Be
Right
It’s all fun and
games until fantasy gets real . . .
At twenty-seven,
Dinah Gallagher thought she’d have it all figured out. Instead, she’s having
mind-blowing online sex with a man she knows nothing about and fighting for her
rightful place in the family business. Part of that battle means expanding
their century-old restaurant by getting the stubborn urban farmer next door to
sell them his lot.
But Carter Trask is
tired of being pushed around—especially by rich families like the Gallaghers.
All he has left is the little farm he’s scratched out of his grandmother’s
yard. At least he can blow off steam with the anonymous woman he’s been
emailing for the past eight months, who makes his every sexual fantasy come
alive—even if it’s only online.
When Dinah suddenly
realizes that Carter’s gardens look just like some of her mystery man’s photos,
she can’t resist trying to turn her dreams into reality. Against his better
judgment, Carter joins in the game. But in real life, passion has a way of
becoming very complicated, very quickly. And sometimes the wrong choice can
turn out to be oh so right . . .
Excerpt:
“You’re
not still emailing with that guy!”
Dinah
looked up from her phone and blinked at her cousin. It took a minute to get her
bearings and remember that Kayla was waiting on her to get started.
“Actually
I was reading up on Trask. I found an article that might explain his reluctance
to sell.”
Kayla
snatched Dinah’s phone away, then frowned at the screen. “It is sick that you
get the same look on your face reading those pervy emails as you do reading
stuff for work.”
“I
don’t know what you’re talking about,” Dinah replied primly. Okay, maybe she
did know what Kayla meant, and maybe it was a little sick, but Gallagher’s Tap
Room was Dinah’s blood. The Gallagher family had moved to St. Louis over a
century ago, and built a little pub on the very land beneath the concrete floor
under her feet.
It
was everything to her, and yeah, she got a little excited about that. Kayla
gestured toward the back door and Dinah stood to follow. Meeting with Trask was
going to be the moment she finally proved to Uncle Craig and the board she was
ready to take over as director of operations.
Being
Uncle Craig’s “special assistant” had turned out to mean little more than being
his bitch, and while she’d worked to be the best damn bitch she could be, she
was ready for tradition to take over. From the very beginning, the eldest
Gallagher in every generation took over. These days, the title was director of
operations, but it was all the same. And she was the eldest Gallagher of the
eldest Gallagher.
She’d
been told her whole life Gallagher’s would be hers when her father retired, or,
as it turned out to be with Dad, abandoned everyone and everything in the
pursuit of his midlife crisis.
It
was time. Dinah was ready, and getting some crazy urban farmer to sell his land
next to Gallagher’s for the expansion was going to be the final point in her
favor. No one would be able to deny she was ready.
Director
of operations was everything she’d been dreaming about since she was old enough
to understand what the job required. Long after she’d understood what
Gallagher’s meant to her family, and to her.
“So,
you finally stopped emailing creepy Internet dude?”
Dinah
walked with Kayla down the hallway to the back exit. “He’s not creepy.” The guy
she’d randomly started emailing with, after she’d tipsily commented on his
Tumblr page one night, wasn’t creepy. He was kind of amazing.
“Dinah.”
“I’m
sorry. No way I’m giving that guy up. It’s some of the hottest sex I’ve ever
had.”
Dinah
thought wistfully about how he’d ended his last email. And when you’re at the
point you don’t think you can come again, I’ll make sure that you do. It might
be only through a computer, but it was far superior to anything any other guy
had ever said to her.
“It’s
fictional.”
“So?”
“He’s
probably like a sixty-year-old perv. Or a woman, if he’s really as good as you
say he is.”
“As
you pointed out, it’s fictional. Who cares?”
AUTHOR BIO:
Nicole Helm grew up with her nose in a book and a dream of
becoming a writer. Luckily, after a few failed career choices, a husband, and
two kids, she got to pursue that dream. Nicole writes down-to-earth
contemporary romance. From farmers to cowboys, midwest to the west, she writes
stories about people finding themselves and finding love in the process. When
she's not writing, she spends her time dreaming about someday owning a barn.
She lives with her husband and two young sons in Missouri. She is slightly
(okay, totally) addicted to Twitter (@nicolethelm), the St. Louis Cardinals, and
someday owning a barn.
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