Totally His
(Opposites Attract #3)
by Erin Nicholas
published
on October 31, 2017 from Forever
“Moving
and inspiring.” -- Publishers Weekly
About
the book:
Sophia Birch loves nothing more than the spotlight--as long as she's playing a
part. A theater geek from an early age, Sophia now runs a little
hole-in-the-wall playhouse that feeds her passion... even if it sometimes makes
it hard to feed herself! And then one night it all nearly goes up in smoke.
Desperate to save the only copy of an irreplaceable script, Sophia rushes back
into the burning building.
Police officer Finn Kelly knows crazy when he sees it. And a woman running back
into a burning building definitely qualifies as crazy. She also happens to be
incredibly sexy. But when he finally finds her ruffling through drawers and
refusing to leave, his only option is to carry her out over his shoulder....and
then decide whether to arrest her.
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I really enjoyed this totally awesome story! This was my first experience with Erin
Nicholas, but it will not be my last! Her
writing draws you in so completely that you can feel every emotion that the characters
feel. I adored Sophie and Finn – from their
interactions to their sweet and sexy romance.
Family plays an important part to this story as well, and it brought
everything together quite nicely.
Totally
His
was totally sweet, totally heartwarming, and most of all, totally loving and
sexy. With its amazing characters and captivating
story line, I was hooked from page one.
Erin Nicholas is an amazing storyteller and one that I will be on the lookout
in the future!
Although this is the third installment of the Opposites
Attract series it can be read as a complete stand alone. With a sweet story and a happy ending, you
can’t go wrong with this one.
4 stars
Finn would have
noticed her even if she hadn’t been wearing hot-pink lingerie. And nothing
else.
He really would have. She was totally his
type—brunette and curvy and, apparently, a little crazy. As evidenced by the
fact that she was trying to sneak into a burning building. He did seem to be
attracted to crazy. No matter how hard he tried not to be.
He watched the woman stop at the east corner
of the Birch Community Playhouse, the one farthest from where the firefighters
were working. Then he frowned as she slipped into the shadows along the side of
the theater and out of sight.
Dammit. He started after her.
As one of the cops on scene, he had to keep
the area clear for the firefighters and keep the crowd of onlookers safe. If
one of them happened to have a great body and be dressed in nothing but a pink
bra-and-panty set, well, he’d just call that a perk. And as he jogged across
the street, Finn couldn’t help but wonder if she was in costume or if the alarm
had caught her in the midst of a wardrobe change. If that was her outfit for
the show, he might need to buy a ticket.
He turned the corner to the back of the
building and looked around. He didn’t see her. She’d gone inside. Dammit. He
climbed up the four steps that led to the back door of the theater.
Finn touched the door and found it cool. It
seemed that the flames were still contained to the wall on the other end of the
theater, but it was a mistake to assume anything when fire was involved.
He stepped inside and pulled the flashlight
from his belt, then shone it back and forth. He turned a full circle, not sure
where to go next. Just then Finn heard a door slam somewhere behind him. He
swung toward the sound just in time to see the woman step out from a room.
Her eyes went wide when she saw him.
“Boston PD! Stop!” Finn shouted.
She had covered up. Kind of. She now wore a
robe, short, sheer, and unbelted. Which really did nothing to cover his view of
her panties and bra. Or all that skin.
And maybe that was why she suddenly took off
at a run.
Finn stared after her for a moment, a little
stunned. She was actually running from him?
The woman made it to the other end of the
lobby and through one of the doors leading into the main theater before Finn
got to her. He grabbed the door as it was swinging shut, nearly smashing his
fingers. The lights were off in the inner theater but, as he plunged into the
darkness, he got a big whiff of whatever body spray or perfume she wore. He took
a deep breath. It was nice. Lemony. Sweet and…
Jesus. Finn scowled and turned his flashlight back
on. He was thinking about how she smelled? How about the smell of smoke that
was going to be chasing them both pretty soon?
“Hey!” he called into the theater. You have
to come out, ma’am. It’s not safe for you to stay in the building.”
“Just give me a damned minute!” she shouted.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, I can’t do that,” Finn
said.
“I have to find something. Then I’m coming
right out.”
“Ma’am,
I will have to remove you myself if you don’t come out immediately.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” he heard her exclaim.
“Ma’am, this is your last warning. Stop what
you’re doing and come with me.”
Enough of this. Finn stalked over to her, put
a hand around her upper arm, and turned to remove her from the building.
She dug her heels in,
though, pulling against his hold. “Hey, you can’t—”
“Oh, yes I can,” he told her calmly, careful
to keep his eyes off her body. The heat from her skin had immediately soaked
through the thin robe, and Finn felt it traveling from his palm up his arm.
“I’ve given you several opportunities to cooperate.”
“You’re arresting me?” she asked.
“Are you doing something that you need to be
arrested for?” he asked, moving her toward the door, even with her resisting.
“No! I need to get something. It’s very
important. It belongs to a friend of mine. It’s irreplaceable.”
“Ma’am,” he said calmly, “don’t make me carry
you out of here.”
She pulled against his grip and leaned all
her weight into fighting the forward motion across the room.
Well, shit. He’d kind of figured it would
come to this, but he wasn’t sure he was ready to touch her more. Still, it
didn’t look as if he had a lot of choice. Reminding himself that he was a
professional, he bent and hooked an arm behind her knees, looped the other
around her back, and lifted her.
She gasped, and for a moment she didn’t
fight. And he thought maybe the hard part was over. But as he headed out the
door, trying to ignore how warm and soft and fucking lemony she was, she
started to wiggle.
Erin Nicholas is the New York Times bestselling author of
sexy contemporary romances. Her stories have been described as toe-curling,
enchanting, steamy and fun. She loves to write about reluctant heroes,
imperfect heroines and happily ever afters. She lives in the Midwest with her
husband who only wants to read the sex scenes in her books, her kids who will
never read the sex scenes in her books, and family and friends who say they're
shocked by the sex scenes in her books (yeah, right!).
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