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Irresistible (Buchanans Series #2)

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by Susan Mallery

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It wasn't just her homemade brownies that made Walker find Elissa irresistible... When ex-Marine Walker Buchanan stops to help Elissa Towers change a tire, he tells himself it's just the neighborly thing to do. And when Elissa finds herself baking him a thank-you pie, she's just returning the favor...right?

Both of them have sworn off dating — Elissa's


It wasn't just her homemade brownies that made Walker find Elissa irresistible... When ex-Marine Walker Buchanan stops to help Elissa Towers change a tire, he tells himself it's just the neighborly thing to do. And when Elissa finds herself baking him a thank-you pie, she's just returning the favor...right?

Both of them have sworn off dating — Elissa's determined to protect her little girl, and that means ditching her taste for dangerous men...especially former Marines with dark secrets. Walker knows that he's not cut out for hearth and home...his own crazy family made sure of that. But the sparks won't stop flying between them.

Now the two are struggling to keep their relationship "just friends," but with every kiss, their rules fly out the window...

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Mallery is at her addictive best in the charming second installment of her Buchanan family saga (after Delicious), focusing on emotionally disconnected elder sibling Walker. Returning to his Seattle home after 15 years with the Marines, Walker holds a number of secrets behind his handsome eyes including the loss of his first love to breast cancer and has already sworn off women when he offers to help his pretty neighbor Elissa Towers change a tire. Single mom to five-year-old Zoe, Elissa has also sworn off dating, despite her daughter's desperation for a father and her own unfulfilled sexual needs, but is drawn to Walker's strength and stoicism. Dedicated entirely to raising Zoe, Elissa plans to keep her involvement with Walker strictly imaginary ("Only thirteen more years... Then I can have sex again"), but thanks to prying family and neighbors, the two are pushed together. Soon, they're playing therapist for each other, salving old wounds and sparking love between them. Though short on conflict, the bestselling author crafts vivid characters and a winning story about the risk and joy of second love, studded with warm, alluring sex scenes. (July) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.

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Buchanans Series , #2
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4.21(w) x 6.62(h) x 1.01(d)

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THE GREAT UNWELCOME truth is that there are times when a woman needs a man…or at the very least, an unnatural level of upper body strength. Unfortunately for Elissa Towers, this was one of those times.

"Something tells me you won't be impressed by my to-do list, or the fact that Zoe has a birthday party at noon. Birthday parties are very important for the five-year-old set. I don't want her to miss this one," Elissa muttered as she leaned all of her weight into the lug wrench.

She'd been lamenting the extra ten pounds she carried for at least three years. One would think they'd come in handy now, say for leverage. But one would be wrong.

"Move!" she yelled at the lug nut on her very flat tire. Nothing. Not even a whisper of budging.

She dropped the lug wrench onto the damp driveway and swore.

This was completely her fault. The last time she'd noticed the tire getting low, she'd driven to Randy's Brake and Tire Center, where Randy himself had patched the nail hole. She'd sat in his surprisingly tidy waiting room indulging herself in gossip magazines — a rare treat in her world — not even giving a thought to the fact that he was using some stupid machine to tighten the lug nuts. She always asked him to tighten by hand, so she could take off the flat herself.

"Need some help?"

The question came from nowhere and startled her so much, she wobbled and sat down right in a puddle. She felt the wet seeping through her jeans and panties. Great. Now when she stood up, she would look as if she'd wet herself. Why couldn't her Saturday start with an unexpected tax refund and an anonymous chocolate delivery?

She glanced at the man now standing next to her. She hadn't heard stealth guy approach, but as she looked up and up farther still, until their eyes met, she recognized her semirecent upstairs neighbor. He was a few years older than her, tanned, good-looking and at a casual glance, physically perfect. Not exactly the type who tended to rent an apartment in her slightly shabby neighborhood.

She scrambled to her feet and brushed off her butt, groaning as she felt the wet spot.

"Hi," she said, smiling as she carefully took a step back. "You're, um…"

Damn. Mrs. Ford, her other neighbor, had told her the guy's name. Also that he had recently left the military, kept to himself and apparently had no job. It wasn't a combination that made Elissa comfy.

"Walker Buchanan. I live upstairs."

Alone. No visitors and he didn't go out much. Oh, yeah. Good times. Still, she'd been raised to be polite, so she smiled and said, "Hi. I'm Elissa Towers."

Under any other circumstances, she would have found another way out of her dilemma, but there was no way she could loosen the lug nuts herself and she couldn't just sit here praying to the tire gods.

She pointed. "If you could be burly for a second, that would be fabulous."

"Burly?" The corner of his mouth twitched.

"You're a guy, this is a guy thing. It's a natural fit." He folded his impressive arms over a rather impressive chest. "What happened to women wanting to be independent and equal in the world?"

Hmm, so there was a brain behind those dark eyes and maybe the potential for humor. That was good. Neighbors of serial killers always said the guy was so nice. Elissa wasn't sure Walker qualified as nice, which was, in a twisted way, a bit of a relief.

"We should have worked on our upper body strength first. Besides, you offered."

"Yes, I did."

He picked up the wrench, squatted down and in one quick movement that left her feeling both inadequate and bitter, loosened the first nut. The other three followed just as fast.

"Thanks," she said with a smile. "I'll take it from here."

"I'm already involved," he told her. "I can put on the spare in a couple of seconds."

Or so he thought. "Yes, well, that's a funny story," she said. "I don't have a spare. It's big and bulky and really weighs down the car."

He straightened. "You need a spare." His statement of the obvious irritated her. "Thanks for the advice, but as I don't have one, it's not very helpful."

"So what do you do now?"

"I say thank you." She glanced pointedly at the stairs leading to his apartment. When he didn't move, she added, "I don't want to keep you."

His gaze dipped from her face to the large nylon bag on wheels, lying next to her on the driveway. His mouth tightened in disapproval.

"There is no way you're going to carry that tire somewhere yourself," he said flatly.

Definitely not nice, she thought. "I don't carry, I drag. I've done it before. The tire place I go to is less than a mile from here. I walk there, Randy patches it for me and I walk back. It's easy. Good exercise, even. So thank you for your help and have a nice day."

She reached for the tire in question. He stepped between her and it.

"I'll take it," he told her.

"No, thank you. I'm fine."

He topped her by at least seven or eight inches and he had to outweigh her by a good sixty pounds… every ounce of them muscle. As he narrowed his gaze and glared at her, she had the feeling he was trying to intimidate her. He was doing a good job of it, too, but she couldn't let him know that. She was tough. She was determined. She was… "Mommy, can I have toast?"

Why was life always about timing?

She turned to her daughter standing at the entrance to their apartment. "Sure, Zoe. But let me help. I'll be right in."

Zoe smiled. "Okay, Mommy." The screen door slammed shut.

Elissa glanced back at Walker, only to find that stealth guy had used her moment of inattention to pick up her tire and walk toward his very expensive, very out-of-place-for-this-neighborhood SUV.

"You can't take that tire," she said as she hurried after him. "It's mine."

"I'm not stealing it," he said in a bored tone. "I'm taking it to be fixed. Where do you usually go?"

"I'm not going to tell you." Ha! That should stop him.

"Fine. I'll go where I want." He tossed the tire into the SUV and slammed the back shut.

"Wait! Stop." When, exactly, had she lost control? He turned to her. "Are you really worried I'm going to disappear with your tire?"

"No. Of course not. It's just… I don't…"

He waited patiently.

"I don't know you," she snapped. "I keep to myself. I don't want to owe you."

He surprised her by nodding. "I can respect that. Where do you want me to take the tire?"

So he wasn't giving up. "Randy's Brake and Tire Center." She gave him directions. "But you have to wait a second. I need to get a pair of earrings."

"For Randy?" He raised his eyebrows.

"For Randy's sister. It's her birthday." She drew in a breath, hating to explain. "It's how I pay for the work."

She waited for the judgment, or at the very least, a smart-ass comment. Instead Walker shrugged.

"Go get them."

THE TRIP TO RANDY'S Brake and Tire Center took three minutes and when Walker parked, he found a short, beer-bellied older man waiting for him.

Randy himself, Walker would guess as he opened the car door.

"You got Elissa's tire?" the man asked.

"In back."

Randy eyed Walker's BMW X5. "Bet you take that to the dealer," he said.

"I haven't had to yet, but I will."

"Nice wheels." Randy walked around to the rear of the SUV and opened the back. When he saw the tire in question, he groaned. "What is it with Elissa? They're doing construction across from where she works. I swear, she finds every loose nail hanging around on the road. Always in this tire, too. There's more patch on it than rubber."

More patch than tread, Walker thought as he stared at the worn tire. "She should replace it."

Randy looked at him. "You think? Thing is, you can't get blood from a rock. Hey, times are tight with everyone, right? Got my earrings?"

Walker took the small envelope out of his shirt pocket and handed it over. Randy looked inside and whistled. "Very nice. Janice is gonna love them. Okay, give me ten minutes and I'll have this ready to go."

Walker hadn't wanted to help his neighbor in the first place. He'd taken a short-term lease on the apartment to give himself time to figure out what to do with the rest of his life in quiet and solitude. He didn't know anyone in the neighborhood and he didn't want anyone to know him.

Except for a brief but surprisingly effective interrogation from the old lady living downstairs, he'd kept to himself for nearly six weeks. Until he'd seen Elissa struggling with the lug nuts.

He'd wanted to ignore her. That had been his plan. But he couldn't — which was a character flaw he needed to work on. Now, faced with a crappy tire that was likely to blow the second she hit sixty on the 405, he found himself unable to walk away again.

"Give me a new one," he muttered.

Randy raised his bushy eyebrows. "You're buying Elissa a tire?"

Walker nodded. Best-case scenario, he would replace both rear tires. But he only had the one wheel with him.

The older man puffed out his chest. "How, exactly, do you know Elissa and Zoe?"

Zoe? Walker blanked for a second, then remembered the kid he'd seen around. Elissa's daughter.

He owed this guy nothing in the way of explanations. Still, he found himself saying, "I live upstairs."

Randy narrowed his gaze. "Elissa's a friend of mine. Don't you go messing with her."

Walker knew that even after an all-night bender, he could take the old guy and have enough left over to run a four-minute mile. Randy's posturing would have been almost funny — except it was sincere. He cared about Elissa.

"I'm just doing her a favor," Walker said easily.

"We're neighbors, nothing more."

"Okay, then. Because Elissa's been through a lot and she doesn't deserve to be messed with."

"I agree."

Walker had no idea what they were talking about, but anything to move the conversation along. Randy picked up the flat and carried it toward the garage.

"I've got a couple of good tires that'll be a whole lot safer than this one. Because it's for Elissa, I'll give you a good deal."

"I appreciate it."

Randy glanced at him. "I'll even throw a little dirt on it so maybe she won't notice what you did."

Walker remembered her defensiveness about not having a spare. "Probably a good idea," he told the other man.

Meet the Author

New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery has entertained millions of readers with her witty and emotional stories about women. Publishers Weekly calls Susan’s prose “luscious and provocative,” and Booklist says “Novels don’t get much better than Mallery’s expert blend of emotional nuance, humor and superb storytelling.” Susan lives in Seattle with her husband and her tiny but intrepid toy poodle. Visit her at www.SusanMallery.com.

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Jenafyre21 More than 1 year ago
Book 2 in the Buchanan series is approprately named "Irresistible" because once I picked it up, I couldn't put it down until I reached the end. This is Walker's story. Walker is an ex-marine who is just home from the war. He take a little apartment and some time to figure out his next move. He did not anticipate the lovely neighbor downstairs, Elissa, or her cute little girl Zoe. Elissa has had a hard past, and is use to doing things on her own, she is not looking for a romance and neither is Walker, but can remember the rules when their kisses are so hot they would melt a polar ice cap? Loved this book and loved this series. Would highly recommend this book to anyone that loves Susan Mallery.
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StarryEyedHeart More than 1 year ago
What better way to drown yourself in a romantic mood, then to read a Susan Mallery book? The title says it all, irresistible – a few pages in and you’ll be hooked! Let us see you try to put the book down before reaching the last page. Impossible.  Elissa Towers sworn off men, her daughter Zoe is too young, and she doesn’t need complications. That is, until her handsome neighbor steps in to help her change a spare tire, one day, and she feels the need to repay him. Every rule demolished as their relationship blossoms from mere friends to something more intimate.  Irresistible may have its fun and sexy moments, but it is far from being light; not your typical fairytale. Oh yeah, there is an imitation of a common girl catching the eyes of Prince Charming and falling in love,  but the raw emotions – the emotional rollercoaster ride the characters will put you through, will have you sympathizing for them.  I rarely read adult contemporary romances, but I have to admit there is a certain charm to it, that sort of draws you in. One being how realistic the characters are; the situations each and every character were placed in can happen in the real world, to about anyone.  The circumstances allow readers to better relate to the book, and even easier for them to get sucked into it. Rather than to say it is the charm of a contemporary romance read, I should say it is the charm of a Susan Mallery book. This maybe the first book I have read of hers, but from reading the blurbs of her other books, it seems she likes to give her characters something to fight for; something dark and taboo. What I mean by taboo is the dark past that her characters lived – the protagonists are far from being the “Perfect-Little-Misses”. As Elissa here, she did things in her teens in order to live; in order to keep her and her child alive. These things may be looked down by many, but she did what she had to do and the important message, is that she fought and is thriving for something better. Heck, even Prince Charming himself – Walker – has his own dark secret and is fighting his own demons. As much as I hate to admit it, I believe I got quite sentimental with this read.  I will be checking out Susan Mallery’s Sizzling! I just adore Reid and Lori’s bickering. ;)
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Walker is great. Elissa starts out great: feisty and independent and funny. As soon as the first lie about Zoe's father comes out of her mouth she becomes much less likeable. She takes responsibility for her past, except about Zoe's father, which I respect. However, she considers herself above reproach, and above Walker, in her current life - despite her own continuous lies. I can't abide that.
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Walker is great....
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Absolutely beautifully written book.
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scrappinwiz More than 1 year ago
I love this book.....LOVE WALKER.....Must read the whole series its great !!
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