Part of Series
Brighid Murphy is trying to establish a steady income and career at an insurance company. It's the last weekend to party with friends. They meet a group of hot, sexy firefighters from a bachelor party at the hotel where she and her friends are staying. They all hit it off, but apparently she can't handle the multiple shots of tequila or the sexy appeal of two very hot firefighters. How did she wind up in bed with two brothers? She's not sticking around to find out. In a panic after the best night of sex she's ever had, she sneaks away with hopes of keeping her dirty little secret from everyone. Later, when she's back to work and reality, she can't stop thinking about Rusty and Reece. They were perfect in so many ways. But she's got bigger problems. Her bosses are being harassed by someone and the detective and cop who show up to investigate are so sexy and appealing they have her thinking she's some sex-crazed adventurer on the prowl for another night of bliss.
Author
People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers. My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused. Being that my momma’s families were descendents of the original English speaking southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor. Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary. I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name. Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.
