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This Just In: Hell's Officially Breaking Loose

It's bad enough that gutsy pilot Mel Anderson has to clean up after her lovable but completely disorganized best friend and business partner, Dimi, while her certifiable employees make more work than they do. Now, the one man she hoped she'd never see is back and looking for trouble. Scratch that, he is trouble. Amazing, holy cow, more please trouble. . .

Bo Black wants his family's airport back, ...

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Overview

This Just In: Hell's Officially Breaking Loose

It's bad enough that gutsy pilot Mel Anderson has to clean up after her lovable but completely disorganized best friend and business partner, Dimi, while her certifiable employees make more work than they do. Now, the one man she hoped she'd never see is back and looking for trouble. Scratch that, he is trouble. Amazing, holy cow, more please trouble. . .

Bo Black wants his family's airport back, and he's determined to get it. This laid-back Aussie is nobody's fool. Thing is, neither is Mel. She's intense. Uptight. Sexy. And very, very tempting. Suddenly, Bo's thinking less about revenge and more about kissing and touching and falling into a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-underpants kind of forever love. . .

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  • ISBN-13: 9780758211392
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 6/1/2006
  • Pages: 320
  • Product dimensions: 5.50 (w) x 8.22 (h) x 0.88 (d)

Meet the Author

Jill Shalvis is the author of several popular series including the Lucky Harbor Series (It Had to Be You; Always on My Mind; Forever and a Day); the Animal Magnetism series (Rescue My Heart; Animal Attraction; Animal Magnetism), the Wilders series (Instant Attraction; Instant Temptation; Instant Gratification), and the Sky High series (Strong and Sexy; Superb and Sexy; Smart and Sexy). Her baseball-themed romances include Slow Heat and Double Play, and she also appears in anthologies such as He's The One.

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Aussie Rules


By JILL SHALVIS
BRAVA BOOKS
Copyright © 2006

Jill Shalvis
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ISBN: 978-0-7582-1140-8



Chapter One If you asked Melanie Anderson, nothing was sexier than flying. Not an eighty-five mile-per-hour ride in a Ferrari, not any chick flick out there, nothing, not even men. Not that she had anything against the penis-carrying gender, but flying was where it was at for Mel, and had been since the tender age of four, when she'd constructed wings out of cardboard and jumped out of a tree on a dare. Unfortunately, that first time the ground got in her way, breaking her fall.

And her ankle.

Her second try had come at age eight, when she'd leapt off her granny's second-story deck into a pile of fallen leaves. No broken ankle this time, but she did receive a nice contusion to the back of the head.

By age twelve, a time when most girls discovered boys and their toys, Mel had discovered airplanes, and had taken a job sweeping for tips at a local airport just to be near them. Maybe because her own home never seemed happy, maybe because she didn't have much else to look forward to, but the magic of flying was all she ever dreamed about.

She wanted to be a pilot. And not just any pilot, but a kick-ass pilot who could fly anywhere, anytime, and look cool while doing it.

Now she was twenty-six and she'd pulled it all off. She ran her own charter service: Anderson Air. That Anderson Air consisted of a single Cessna 172 and a not-exactly-air-worthy Hawker was another matter altogether. Having fueled her dreams from cardboard wings to titanium steel made her proud as hell of herself. Now, if only she could pay her bills, things would be just about perfect, but money, like man-made orgasms, remained in short supply.

"Mel! Mel, sweetie, the oven is kaput again!"

Mel sighed as she walked through the lobby of North Beach Airport, a small, privately owned, fixed-base operation. The cozy, sparsely decorated place was dotted with worn leather couches and low, beat-up coffee tables and potted palm trees-low maintenance to the extreme. A couple of the walls were glass, looking out onto the tarmac and the two large hangars, one of which housed the maintenance department and the other the overnight tie-down department. Beyond that lay a string of fourteen smaller hangars, all rentals. And beyond that, Santa Barbara and the Pacific Ocean, where Mel could routinely find her line guys and aircraft mechanic riding the waves on their surfboards instead of doing their job.

The far wall held a huge map of the world, dotted with different colored pushpins designating the places where she and everyone else had flown on various chartered flights. Red pins dominated. Mel was red, of course, and just looking at the map made her smile with pride.

Just past the map, the wall jutted out, opening up into the Sunshine Café, an ambitious name for five round tables and a small bar/nook, behind which was a stove, oven, microwave, and refrigerator, all crammed into six hundred square feet and painted a bright sunshine yellow. On the walls hung photos, all of planes, and all gorgeously shot from the ground's viewpoint.

Charlene Stone stood in the middle of the kitchen nook, bottle-dyed maroon hair piled on top of her head, her black lip gloss a perfect match to her black fingernails. She'd turned forty this year and wore a T-shirt that read TWENTY WAS GOOD BUT FORTY IS BETTER, and a pair of short shorts that rivaled Daisy Duke's. As the eighties had been Char's favorite decade to date, she had Poison blaring from a boom box on the counter while staring into the oven. "I can't get my muffins going," she said in her Alabama drawl.

"I thought I was your muffin, baby."

This from Charlene's husband, Al, the photographer who'd taken the pictures on the walls, who despite being forty himself had never outgrown his horny twenties. Medium height, built like the boxer he'd once been, he waggled a brow and grinned.

They'd been married forever, had in fact raised two kids while they'd still been kids themselves, but they had empty-nest syndrome now, and were currently revisiting their honeymoon days-meaning they talked about sex often, had sex often, and talked about it some more.

"People come here for my muffins," Charlene said, and smacked Al's chest.

"I love your muffins."

"You're just kissing up now."

This brought out a big, hopeful grin. "No, but I'd like to." He shifted close, put his hands on Char's hips. "Kiss up, and then down ..."

Char shot Mel a long look. "Men are dogs."

Mel tended to agree with that assessment but she knew enough to keep her tongue. "I'll get the oven fixed."

"Oh, honey, that'd be great. I know you're swamped and this is the last thing you need."

Yep, on the list of things Mel didn't need, the oven going on the blink fell right behind a hole in her head. "We need the oven. I'll get it fixed ASAP."

"Good, because if I keep disappointing the customers, we aren't going to be able to pay our rent this month. Sally will freak."

Ah, yes, the elusive Sally.

Sally was the owner of North Beach Airport, and everyone's boss, from fueling to maintenance to hangaring. Mel herself rented space from Sally for Anderson Air and in return for a lower fee managed the whole airport for Sally. Since Sunshine Café happened to be one of the few profitable segments of North Beach, the broken oven fell into Mel's already-overflowing pot of responsibilities. She pulled the radio off the clip on her belt to call their fix-it guy, who sometimes fixed things, and sometimes didn't. Mostly didn't. "I'll get Ernest."

Charlene sighed.

"Yeah, yeah." Mel brought the radio up to her mouth. "Ernest, come to the café, please."

No answer, which was not a big surprise. No one was sure exactly how old Ernest was but he'd been at North Beach as long as Mel could remember. According to other sources, he'd been around since the dawn of time. Only thing was, he was grumpy as an old goat and was rarely anywhere he should be when Mel needed him.

Like now.

"He's probably rescuing a spider." To Al's credit, he said this with a straight face.

Ernest loved spiders. He actually carried around a special species book in his back pocket so that he could characterize each and every spider he came across, and here just off the Santa Barbara coast, in the shadows of the Santa Ynez Mountains, he came across a lot. The only thing he loved more than spiders was computers. The man, strange as it seemed, was a computer god. He probably could have gotten a job anywhere for more money, but undoubtedly he couldn't nap on the job anywhere else so he stayed at North Beach.

"Ernest," Mel said again into the radio. "Come in, please. Ernest, come in."

"No need to shout, missy."

Mel nearly jumped out of her skin at the low, craggily, grumpy voice behind her. Ernest stood there, all five feet of him packed with attitude, from his steel-toed boots to his greasy trousers and long-sleeved, button-down plaid, to his bad comb-over, which was rumpled now, telling her he'd been sleeping in the storage closet again. The crease on his cheek that resembled the side of a can of oil was a dead giveaway. "The oven's down," she told him.

"Eh?" He cupped a hand to his bad ear. "Speak up!"

Mel would have fired his curmudgeonly ass a long time ago except she couldn't afford anyone else. "Oven! Broken!"

"You never talk loud enough," he grumbled. "Sally's the only one who talks loud enough."

Ernest hadn't actually spoken directly to Sally in years, but arguing with the man was like betting against the house.

Never going to win.

"Can you fix the oven?" she yelled in his good ear.

"I'll fix the damn oven soon as I fix the damn fuel pump!"

Mel's stomach dropped. "What's wrong with the gas pump?" Muffins they could live without. Getting fuel into their customers' aircrafts, some of which landed here daily for the fuel alone, they could not.

"Nothing I can't handle." Ernest was already walking away, his pants slipping down because he had no hips to hold them on. He stopped, hitched them up, then kept moving.

The radio squawked with the announcement of an unscheduled plane arriving in twenty minutes. Mel waited for one of the linemen, Ritchie or Kellan, to respond to the news, but neither did. Once again she lifted the radio to her lips and called for her employees.

No response.

"Gotta love those brain-dead college students," Char said.

Mel resisted the urge to smack her own forehead with the radio. "If those two are in the back hangar getting high again, I'm going to kill them."

"We're falling apart at the seams." Charlene hugged Mel. "Look, honey, you've got your hands full. I'll go see what I can wrangle up without the oven, 'kay?"

"I'll get on it," Mel promised her just as the Poison CD ended.

For one blessed moment silence reigned before a new CD clicked on. Journey. "I just wish we could give this place the makeover it needs," Char yelled over the music.

Mel wished that, too. They were making ends meet, and they all had jobs, two really good things, but no one was getting rich, that was for sure.

Not that she wanted to be rich, but comfortable would be nice ...

Al followed his wife into the kitchen, his hand sliding down her back to squeeze her ass.

"Albert Edward Stone!" Charlene said in her most Southern-genteel voice. "If you think that instead of cooking muffins, I'm going to 'cook' with you-"

"Come on, just a quickie-"

"That's what you got just last night!"

"Hey, that wasn't a quickie, that was some of my best work!"

Mel covered her ears and walked away. She didn't need the reminder that everyone was getting quickies and she was not. So it'd been a long time for her, so what? People could live without sex.

Or so the rumor went.

"Mel? Mel, are you around here somewhere?"

At Dimi's voice drifting through the lobby from the front receptionist desk, Mel changed direction and headed that way, wondering, what now?

Dimi Wilmington sat perched on the edge of her desk, head tilted as she studied the view out the window of sweeping coastlines bisected by the magnificent Santa Ynez Mountains and a typical low-lying morning fog. Willowy, with legs long past the legal limit, Dimi had a body and face that could launch a thousand ships, make the fat lady sing, and put grown men on their knees to worship at her altar.

She used them to her full advantage, too, rarely coming across a man she didn't like-which probably explained the new whisker burn along her jaw.

Terrific. Everyone was getting lucky except Mel.

It was said she and Dimi were night and day, a modern-day odd couple. Mel being the anal one. The one who gathered worries and stress like moss on a tree. She also tended to gather the heartaches and responsibilities of others much like a fraught mother hen, bitching after all her little chicks, pecking at them until they did as she wanted them to.

Dimi was more a live-and-let-live type of soul. She cared, deeply, she'd just rather light incense and meditate than actually solve a problem. She was both a thorn in Mel's side and her closest confidant.

She wore a multicolored, filmy, gauzy miniskirt and a snug, white cap-sleeved tee with a pink heart in the center that brought the eyes to immediate attention of her brand spanking-new breasts. But the thing that never failed to amaze Mel about Dimi was that she could go all day and that bright, clean white tee would stay bright, clean white.

Mel didn't even bother to look down at her coveralls, already filthy from just a quick maintenance check on the Cessna. "What's the problem?"

Over the steam of her herbal tea and the faint smoke from the incense she'd lit, Dimi shot Mel a wry smile.

Right. What wasn't a problem was a more likely question.

The two of them went back a long ways. As teens, Mel had swept and assisted in the maintenance department, and Dimi had answered phones. Each had been far more at home here than either of their decidedly not Leave It to Beaver homes.

Sally Wells, a woman with more dream than cash, had taken them under her wing-Sally, who'd lived as she wanted, wild and free with men and fun aplenty. As their first real role model, Mel and Dimi had both worshipped the ground Sally walked on; Mel appreciating Sally's directness, the way she ran her own show and the world be damned, but for Dimi the worship had gone deeper. She'd wanted to be Sally.

Unfortunately, Sally had been unavailable to them for a long time now, and without her around, there was no one for Mel to share the stress of holding all this up with. No one except Dimi. "Tell me," she said to Dimi now. "Believe me, the day can't get worse."

Dimi put her hand over Mel's. "You look tired. You're not drinking that tea I gave you."

"I hate tea. And it's just stress."

"You only hate tea because I tell you it has healing abilities and you think that's a crock of shit." She sighed. "Money's tight again."

"You mean still. Money's tight still."

"That's all right." Dimi stood and, primping a little, played with the hem of her skirt, adjusted her top. "We have a couple of hot ones coming in today."

"Hot ones" being Dimi-code for cute, rich customers.

"What we have is an unscheduled," Mel said. "I've gotta get out there and do tie-down because God knows where Ritchie or Kellan is."

Dimi pulled out a compact and checked her gloss, ran her tongue over her teeth. "I'll do it."

"Uh-huh." Mel eyed the short, short skirt, which at every move flirted with revealing Dimi's crotch. "You're going to go get your hands dirty, risk that manicure, and tie down a plane? In that?"

Dimi smiled. "Should get me a big tip, don't you think?"

"That's not even funny."

"Hey, I'm going to hit on them anyway, might as well get something for it."

"Stop it." Mel knew Dimi was only kidding. Or half-kidding anyway. Dimi enjoyed men the way some women enjoy breathing. "I have enough to worry about."

Dimi sighed and stroked a long, wayward strand of hair from Mel's face. "We'll be fine, hon. You'll come up with something, you always do."

Right. She'd just wave her magic wand and figure it all out. And while she was at it, she'd conjure up a happily ever after for all of them as well. "The oven's down, the gas pump is acting up, and morale's getting low."

"They need a phone call from Sally."

Their gazes met for a long beat.

"You do it this time," Dimi whispered.

"Actually, I was hoping you could, from-" Mel broke off when Ernest appeared out of nowhere, shuffling past the desk, pulling his noisy cart stacked haphazardly with tools and the ever-present jar for liberating spiders.

Mel didn't know how many times she'd asked him not to walk through the lobby like that, to instead go around the outside of the hangar, where customers wouldn't have to see him, but he never listened. At least not to the stuff she wanted him to. "Ernest?"

He'd stopped to stand in front of the vending machine next to the wall map, scratching his head as he contemplated rows of candy bars. "Yeah?"

"Did you by any chance ever clean out that maintenance hangar, the one Danny wants to stock new parts in?"

"Not yet. Busy, you know."

Right. He looked really busy. She and Dimi waited until he'd made his selection, shoved the candy bar into his pocket next to his spider book, and left.

"I hate the secrets," Dimi whispered.

Yeah, and Mel just loved them. Not. She looked at the time. "I gotta go meet that flight. Then I have a flight myself, to LA."

"You're changing your clothes first, right?"

"Yes," Mel said with irritation. "Of course."

"You say that like you don't regularly forget to change from mechanic to pilot. Daily."

Mel rolled her eyes. "I'll be back by two."

Dimi nodded, looked wistfully out the window. "You're so lucky."

"Lucky?" Mel laughed in disbelief. "How exactly?"

"You get to get out of here."

"But you hate to fly," Mel reminded her. "You throw up every time."

"I know, I didn't mean ..." Dimi searched for words. "Look, don't you ever ... just want to get in the plane and, I don't know, fly off into the sunset?"

Mel just stared at her incredulously. "Never to return?"

"Well ... yeah."

North Beach was Mel's home, her life, and no, she'd never ever thought about going away and never coming back, and she'd always figured Dimi felt just the same. "Okay, what's wrong?"

(Continues...)




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Jill Shalvis’s outrageously funny, deliciously sexy romances are as wild as they are steamy-hot. Now, she brings together four wacky employees, two best friends (and complete opposites), one big secret, and a sexy Australian bad boy in a novel that’s hopelessly romantic and recklessly yours...

This Just In: Hell’s Officially Breaking Loose

It’s bad enough that gutsy pilot Mel Anderson has to clean up after her lovable but completely disorganized best friend and business partner, Dimi, while her certifiable employees make more work than they do. Now, the one man she hoped she’d never see -- the man who owns the deed to her airport, thank you -- is back and looking for trouble. Scratch that, he is trouble. Amazing, holy cow, more please trouble...

Bo Black wants his family’s airport back, and he’s determined to get it. This laid-back Aussie is nobody’s fool. Thing is, neither is Mel. She’s intense. Uptight. Sexy. And very, very tempting. Suddenly, Bo’s thinking less about revenge and more about kissing and touching and falling into a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-underpants kind of forever love...

Now, somebody’s going for broke; somebody’s going crazy; somebody’s going to try everything; and somebody’s going to play a very risky surprise...

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  • Posted July 30, 2011

    Just ok

    Really slow start. Not one of the author's best

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  • Posted August 2, 2010

    Simply ... Erotic ! Haha .

    This book was amazing. I never thought it was going to be good because the first couples of paragraphs were a little "duhh" (I test if I like books by reading the first sentences and see if it draws me in) but as it continues, it's gets better and better. The relationship between Bo and Mel turned me on. The way Shalvis described the scenes were simply amazing. I love this book. I'm sticking to this author.

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  • Posted February 24, 2010

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    Candy

    Loved this book, well more Bo! Great quick entertaining read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2009

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    Didn't quite live up to the excerpt.

    I picked up this book, having never read the author before, solely on the excerpt I found in another book. It just didn't come together for me. The characters were interesting and lively - but I almost found myself rooting for the secondary characters more so than the main ones. The heroine's reasons for hiding the truth just got aggravating after awhile. Maybe this is just an "off" book, or maybe I wasn't in the mood to read it. I will certainly give Ms. Shalvis another shot...there was a lot of potential for me in this book, it just didn't come to fruition.

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  • Posted March 9, 2009

    Aussie Rules

    This was a good book from Jill Shalvis. Not one of my favorites but a good one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2006

    Aussie Rules is great reading

    AUSSIE RULES by Jill Shalvis is the endearing tale of a high-flying, independent woman and the Aussie who broke her young heart years before. Surprisingly, he might just be what she now needs to stay grounded. ***** Melanie Anderson¿s entire life has always revolved around flying, even if it is on occasion flying by the seat of her pants. At 26, she is the owner of Anderson Air, her very own charter service. Unfortunately, her business and the other businesses in the airport she manages are barely scraping by. Mel works extra hard to keep things running, because the handful of employees she has are like family to her. The woman who practically raised Mel and owner of the airport, Sally, has gone missing leaving Mel with huge responsibilities. Just when Mel doesn¿t think the situation could get worse, it does. Bo Black returns to town. He was the object of Mel¿s affection years earlier and then he broke her tender heart and left. As if Bo¿s return isn¿t bad enough, he brought with him the deed to the airport. He claims that Sally lost the airport to his late father in a bet making him the current owner.***** Bo doesn¿t waste time trying to track Sally down, he believes she may be in possession of some extremely valuable property of his father¿s. He is also quick in attempting to rekindle a relationship with Mel as the cute sixteen-year old girl he left ten years ago has grown into a beautiful, sensuous woman.***** Mel¿s nature is to protect her heart since it has been broken so many times by those she cared for she is very slow to trust and even slower to love. Bo is a determined man and eventually Mel¿s resolve begins to soften. Will Bo be able to convince her that he truly wants her and not just the secrets that are hidden at the airport?***** Jill Shalvis has the incredible talent of creating characters who are intelligent, quick-witted, and gorgeously sexy while giving them just the right amount of weakness to keep them from being unrealistically perfect. The secondary characters in AUSSIE RULES are strong enough to be requisite to the story, but they do not overpower Mel and Bo or the feelings that they are discovering for each other. Readers witness Mel¿s painfully damaged emotions soften and grow for Bo and will admire Bo¿s sweet sensitivity to Mel¿s feelings.***** AUSSIE RULES is a book that I will be rereading in the future it has all of the characteristics that earn Jill Shalvis her very own row on my keeper shelves.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 2, 2006

    Bo Black Attack

    I have to admit that when I first began reading this book it reminded me of one of Jill¿s earlier works Love is in the Air from the Paris or Bust anthology, as they both take place in an airport with a spunky heroine and quick-witted hero, but I was soon assured that this was not a re-hash but a great story all on it¿s own. Bo Black, the sexiest hero to come along, arrives at the North Beach Airport looking for what he believes is rightfully his. Melanie Anderson, aka Mel, is the owner of Anderson Air and the custodian of not only the airport, but the caretaker of the group of people who work there. She believes that the airport belongs to Sally, the woman that took her under her wing and provided her with the unconditional love that she so sorely lacked in her home life. She also believes that Bo is a con artist just like his father and she is very suspicious of his motives for returning to town. Together they work to find the truth and along the way they fall I love. Aussie Rules is a wonderful book full of humor and romance. It¿s the kind of work that I have come to expect from Ms. Shalvis and she does not disappoint. Once again she gives us secondary characters and plotlines that enhances the main story instead of detracts, as happens in a lot of romances. It¿s an enjoyable journey down the rocky road to love ¿ get ready for a bumpy ride. If you want a good romantic comedy, then this is the book for you. Highly recommended.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    fun contemporary romance

    Melanie ¿Mel¿ Anderson manages more than just the North Beach Airport in California she helps her employees and her business partner with their scrambled lives. To Mel this is her family though she misses her surrogate mother the airport owner Sally, who disappeared a few years ago. --- Australian Bo Black owns the deed to the airport and plans to take control of it. He wants to find his father¿s missing plane and regain what should have been his except Sally conned his dad when they briefly married. However, his plan goes awry as he needs a revision because all he wants to do is sleep with the enemy who to his amazement he loves even more shocking is Mel reciprocates Bo¿s deepest regard while everyone else thinks they make strange bedfellows while wondering if it is AUSSIE RULES or Yankee control. --- The key to this fun contemporary filled with eccentric characters is the background North Beach Airport seems normal so anchors the delightful story line from veering to far from the tarmac. The war between Mel and Bo is fought on several fronts elating the audience as they skirmish in the skies, on the ground, and in the bedroom. Though the climax seems to gentle of a landing for such a zany soaring tale, Jill Shalvis rules with this fine battle of the sexes. --- Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 16, 2006

    Aussie Rules----WOW

    Aussie Rules by Jill Shalvis is a witty, fun and sexy book. __________ Melanie Anderson lived to fly, nothing gave her the rush, the control and the freedom that flying did. Flying gave her the security that she has lacked all of her life. Her coworkers are her family and she will do anything to protect them. Suddenly her neat and orderly world is turned upside down by the return of her youthful crush, Bo Black. ____________ Bo Black, pilot and plane restorer has come back to North Beach to claim his inheritance and clear his late fathers name. Bo is convinced the former owner Sally Wells stole from them and smeared his dad¿s good name. Only problem is convincing fiercely independent Mel of the truth and keeping his hands off the all grown up woman. ______________ Mel and Bo both want answers, each feels that they are in the right. As they search for the truth someone wants them to leave well enough alone. _____________ Aussie Rules, I feel is Jill Shalvis¿s best work to date. The characters are well written, flaws and all. Bo is a delightful Alpha male, he knows what he wants and goes for it. But he is willing to show his tender side to protect those he loves. Mel is a strong willed woman, her past has made her who she is today. She is so leery of Bo can he be for real? Once she lets go her whole world opens up. _________________ Jill Shalvis writes keepers. The chemistry between the characters burns up every page. The secondary characters add such depth to an already knock out book.

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