Flirting with the Fireman

by Judy Jarvie
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Publish Date: January 27, 2011
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Felicity Truro's diary is filling up with problems. First there's the ugliest bridesmaid's dress in the world, then there's her sick aunt's serious secret. But it's Rod McAllister, the handsome firefighter best man with attitude, who's melting her willpower and frazzling her nerves the most.

Can Flick survive being a bridesmaid for the eleventh time whilst falling for the best man? And how will she cope when Rod needs a stand-in and she's promoted to top of the candidate list? |||This book is sold in the US by Sony Electronics Inc. |||This book is sold in Canada by Sony Electronics Inc.

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Judy Jarvie

Judy Jarvie worked in Press and PR in London until she moved back to Scotland and realised she'd been spurning her one burning love of writing. So she gave in to the call to do it and has kept going ever since. Now the writing keeps her sane and happy and dreaming up new heroes on a regular basis. She lives in a village in Scotland with her husband and two very special daughters who keep her out of trouble.

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Sweetheart Rose
Publish Date

January 27, 2011
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9781102079804
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Sweetheart Rose
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Excerpt from Flirting with the Fireman by Judy Jarvie

Rod McAllister scanned Fusion Cooking Made Fabulous, then clocked the county librarian heading his way.

As Flick Truro's killer heels pounded marble he smiled in greeting. He knew she couldn't stand him; she wore her attitude like a stiffly starched shirt.

"Good evening, Rod."

"Hi Felicity, how are ya?"

"Fine. You?" The heel clicks continued as she passed on. Her light, cherry blossom scent teased him.

"I'm trying to be good with these books of yours." He nodded to the way he nursed the volume in his hands like a swaddled infant.

"In what way good?"

"Careful attention. In case you fine me for improper book handling."

Why had he said that?

Was his mouth programmed to misfire around Flick?

Stopping, she threw him an over-the-shoulder stare. It was pure Titian painting. But if she realized what he was thinking, she'd kill him, no question.

"S'okay I'm not that strict. I won't handcuff you if you crease a page. I don't have a cell downstairs for offenders."

The urge to laugh bubbled inside him. "Shame. Could be fun."

Her lips stayed in a firm line. "I'd make you read Crime and Punishment instead."