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Light Her Fire
     

Light Her Fire

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by Samanthe Beck
 

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A sexy category romance from Entangled's Brazen imprint…

He'll show this good girl the thrill of being bad…

Good girl Melody Merritt is ready to be bad. Fresh out of an unsatisfying ten-year engagement to the town golden boy, she's determined to make up for lost time. And who better to burn her sterling reputation to the ground

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A sexy category romance from Entangled's Brazen imprint…

He'll show this good girl the thrill of being bad…

Good girl Melody Merritt is ready to be bad. Fresh out of an unsatisfying ten-year engagement to the town golden boy, she's determined to make up for lost time. And who better to burn her sterling reputation to the ground than Bluelick's sinfully sexy new fire chief whose wicked gaze promises complete and utter domination? Yes, please.

Corrupting the prim and proper Little Miss Bluelick is the most action Josh Bradley's seen since he transferred from Cincinnati to fast-track his career. He won't let anything or anyone—not even the delectable Melody Merritt—trap him in this Kentucky-fried Mayberry, but when their searing chemistry yields an unexpected result, he realizes he's started a blaze that's completely beyond his control…

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781633750777
Publisher:
Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date:
10/20/2014
Series:
Private Pleasures , #2
Sold by:
Macmillan
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
274
Sales rank:
19,252
File size:
2 MB

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Light Her Fire

A Private Pleasures Novel


By Samanthe Beck, Heather Howland, Sue Winegardner

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2014 Samanthe Beck
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-63375-077-7


CHAPTER 1

You've hit a new low when the chance to eye-fuck Melody Merritt in Boone's Market is what passes for excitement in your life.

Josh Bradley almost groaned out loud as he watched Melody run slim, busy fingers over every single cucumber in the "Five for $5" bin. He dumped a bag of apples into his cart without tearing his attention from those nimble hands, which were currently stroking one cucumber so thoroughly he was going to have a bystander orgasm right there between the Galas and the Granny Smiths.

If the guys in Cincinnati could see you now, they'd be laughing their asses off.

Right. Moving to sleepy Bluelick, Kentucky, to become fire chief had been a mistake — though watching Miss Bluelick chew her lip and fondle cucumbers almost made the career blunder worthwhile. Almost. But the last three months had proved one thing beyond a shadow of a doubt — he was a city boy. He needed action. Something in short supply in Bluelick, notwithstanding what was happening in his pants at the moment thanks to Melody.

He picked out a bunch of bananas and added them to his cart. Ironically, his appetite for action — and a fair dose of ambition — were what had pulled him to this Kentucky-fried Mayberry in the first place. He'd stalled out in the Cincinnati Fire Department as an assistant chief with no chance of advancement until the chief retired, which the man showed no sign of doing. Chief Warren had told him to be patient, get more years under his belt, and when the time was right, Josh would be ready.

Frustration tightened his jaw. As much as he valued his mentor's advice, marking time solely for the sake of marking time wasn't his strong suit. He'd learned early a person's tenure on this earth could be short. He had goals to achieve, a legacy to honor, and saw no point in dicking around. When he'd learned about the opening in Bluelick, he'd traded the status quo in the city for the opportunity to parlay the chief's gig in Bluelick to the same role in a larger department, and ultimately, build the kind of career his father had aimed for — one that would make his father proud.

The squeak of cart wheels brought him back to the present. A little old lady rolled by. His eyes cut back to Melody. She was a head-turner by any standard ... a tall, refined, southern Grace Kelly. He'd dubbed her Miss Bluelick because she practically personified the place with her deep-rooted family tree and small-town sensibilities. The starched white blouse and flow-y yellow skirt she wore said, "Mind your manners." Manners he didn't possess.

Not your type, he reminded himself. You don't do good girls.

He'd heard the rumors. Rumors about how her former fiancé spent a few years in New York and DC, getting his law degree and a bunch of other letters after his name. The man had also apparently picked up some "big city tastes," sexually speaking, which the prim and proper Bluelick belle didn't care to indulge.

Josh's tastes didn't tend toward prim and proper, either, but every once in a while he caught a glimpse of something less than proper sparkling in her mountain lake eyes. Like now. She stood on the opposite side of the produce section, staring at him with an expression that had his cock doing its best impression of a tower ladder. She blinked, as if suddenly realizing he was staring back, and looked away.

Pathetic. You're in a grocery store fantasizing about corrupting Miss Bluelick. Then again, who could blame him? What red-blooded man with a pulse wouldn't have a little cucumber envy right now?

He scowled. The degree of his attraction pissed him off. He wasn't looking to get tied down, but even if he was, no way was he getting tied down in Mayberry. He planned to serve his time — a year, max — and then move on. Preferably to someplace that didn't inspire early retirement jokes from the assholes in his old department.

No. Melody wasn't his type. And even if she were, he should steer clear of her. But a part of him wanted to see just how deep all the Southern propriety really ran ...


* * *

Melody Ann Merritt, get a hold of yourself. Nobody moans in the middle of Boone's Market, no matter how firm the cucumbers are.

She couldn't blame the cucumbers for the sudden urge to flee to the frozen foods section to cool down. She could — and did — blame Fire Chief Bradley for standing over there by the heirloom tomatoes, sending her looks designed to make a Sunday school teacher fan herself.

It wasn't the first time, either. She wasn't blind, for God's sake, but even if she was, she'd have noticed him eyeing her whenever their paths crossed. Every female past puberty in Bluelick sat up and took notice the day Josh Bradley hit their tiny town.

She risked a glance at him while he hefted a sack of potatoes, and swallowed at the sight of rock-hard muscles bunching and flexing under his dark blue uniform shirt and matching utility pants as he bent over to stow the potatoes on the rack under his cart. Her libido took a quick, unapproved inventory — long legs, strong thighs that strained the seams of his pants just a little when he crouched, and a positively awe-inspiring butt she had an insane urge to sink her teeth into.

The upper half of him was just as good. Good enough to have some of the women in town contemplating torching their own kitchens, and feigning loss of consciousness to get a ride on his broad shoulders. His sandy-blond hair looked like he'd shoved his fingers through it, as always, and made her want to do the same, to see if it felt as thick and soft as it appeared. His eyes were the shade of wild Kentucky bluegrass.

His eyes ... shoot, he was watching her now — giving her a long, blatantly appraising stare — while she ogled him. She jerked her gaze away and concentrated on bagging her cucumbers. Silly to pretend she didn't see him. Boone's Market wasn't exactly the Mall of America. Only a couple of bins of produce separated them. Plus, it's not like she could pretend she didn't recognize him. In a town this size folks recognized each other.

She'd spoken to him before. Twice, actually. People considered her the poster girl for Bluelick, and she always made a point to be friendly. Okay, maybe she'd attempted to be more than friendly when they'd talked, but even ten years out of practice, she'd picked up on his interest. No. Scratch that. "Interest" was far too civilized a word. Stumbling into his tractor-beam gaze had been like getting sucked into a vortex of fuck-lust. She'd never experienced anything like it outside a Nature Channel documentary. The looks he sent her warned there would be no respectful wooing — only a short, ruthless chase, her inevitable surrender, and then ... please God ... complete and utter domination.

But he'd never made a move.

She risked another glance at him from under her lashes. Yep. There was the look.

A feather of temptation tickled down her spine. Not smart. Prudence and propriety dictated that a girl who'd just ended a ten-year engagement to her high school sweetheart wait a decent amount of time before letting some strapping male animal with overactive pheromones haul her off and have his way with her. Unfortunately, prudence and propriety couldn't help her pass another lonely night. Decency couldn't stave off the frustration of sitting on a shelf for over a decade, cherished, but mostly untouched.

She lifted her chin and dropped the cucumbers into her basket with a thump. Well, she was officially off the shelf now and, dang it all to hell and back, she wanted to be touched. Used, for once, instead of simply admired from a distance. Was that so wrong? She lifted her chin, ready to risk her reputation to get what she wanted. It was now or —

"Hello, dear. How's your mama doing? And those pretty girls of yours?"

Ms. Van Hendler's raspy voice derailed her train of thought. Melody turned to the tiny blue-haired woman. Ms. V was eighty if she was a day, and prone to confusion. Right now she was confusing Melody for her younger sister, Belinda.

Belinda, who, growing up, had always insisted she was never getting married, and never, ever "birthing a bunch of babies." Belinda, who now lived happily ever after in a suburb off the double A, with her husband of six years and their three daughters. Melody didn't bother correcting Ms. V. She smiled. "They're all good, Ms. Van Hendler. Thank you for asking."

"That's nice to hear. And what about your sister? I heard Roger broke off their engagement. She must be devastated, poor girl, waiting patiently all that time for him to finish his education, only to end up alone."

A vise tightened around her temples. She resisted an urge to massage them. "Melody's absolutely fine. The breakup was mutual."

"Of course. Of course. Very brave of her. She must be almost thirty —"

"Twenty-eight. She just turned twenty-eight."

"Oh, well, that's a relief. She's still got some time. And anyway, it's different nowadays, isn't it? Back in my day, if a girl wasn't married by thirty, she might as well clean out her hope chest."

"Times have changed," Melody agreed, and tried not to roll her eyes.

"Indeed. Not that we'll give up hope for Melody, no matter how long it takes. She was always a pretty girl. Always a good girl, too — never a whisper of scandalous behavior out of that one. I'm sure some lucky man, somewhere, will scoop her up. When you see her next, please tell her I said hello, and wish her well for me."

"Consider it done, Ms. Van Hendler," she managed through a stiff smile as Ms. V tottered away toward the pet supplies aisle, grinding all plans of sweet seduction under her squeaky cart wheels.

All for the best. Melody let her smile fall, along with her courage. Ms. V's comments knocked some sense into her. She might not have a fiancé anymore, or any immediate prospect of marriage, babies, and the happy ever after she'd always envisioned, but she had one thing left — her reputation. An asset she'd been on the verge of sacrificing for a cheap, meaningless encounter. Enticing as it was to envision boldly approaching Josh and telling him she had an urgent need for his big, powerful hose ... or whatever — hitting on a near-stranger was not her strong suit — she couldn't. She was a good girl. People respected that about her. She probably didn't have it in her, anyway.

A sterling reputation would continue to shine after the glow of youth dimmed and looks faded. She wandered blindly over to the next produce display and ended up staring at a bin of prunes. Each one stared back at her like a dark, wrinkly omen, silently mocking her sterling reputation. Oh, God. Was this how the entire town saw her? A dried-up old maid at twenty-eight. How had it come to this?

Because you spent ten years sacrificing and compromising and focusing on the future while Roger went away to school. All that time she'd been patiently sitting on her shelf here in Bluelick, waiting. Oh, sure, she'd gotten her associate's degree in office management at the junior college, but mostly she'd been marking time until he moved home and they started their "real life."

The whole sad situation wasn't completely Roger's fault. For years she'd sensed things were ... off, but she'd believed him every time he'd looked at her with earnest eyes and put his lack of passion down to the stress of school, or the pressure of his clerkship, or some other outside factor. Hell, he'd convinced himself. Convincing her had probably taken a lot less effort, because she'd wanted to be convinced. They'd bought into a sweet, idyllic vision of a future together — wanted it with all their hearts — to the point she'd ignored some important messages from her head.

Knowing they shared the blame didn't make it any less depressing to realize the girl her senior class had voted Most Likely to Be Married With Children was now just two short years from the big three-oh, unmarried, childless, and damn near a virgin. And if she thought about that pitiful truth one more second, she would likely burst into tears.

You don't have to be a good girl anymore. You're free, single, and well over the age of consent. Get some thrills out of life while you're still young enough to enjoy them, unless you're ready to accept exchanging gossip with old Ms. V in the aisle at Boone's Market as the highlight of your day.

She eyed Josh. He stood with his profile to her, testing the melons. Her skin tightened, watching him heft the smooth, pale globes in his wide-palmed hands. Maybe she made a sound, or maybe he simply sensed her attention, because he straightened and turned toward her. Their gazes collided. He froze, seemingly caught off guard for once, a melon cupped securely in each hand. Heat rushed to her face and her chest started to tingle. She could think of a better use for those hands. And so could he, she suspected.

You have ten years to make up for, starting now.

Before she knew quite what she planned to do, Melody marched over, planted herself in front of his cart, and looked him square in the eye. "You ready to make your move, Chief, or are you just going to stare all night?"

CHAPTER 2

Christ, she tempted him right past reason, with her heaving chest, flushed cheeks, and blue eyes blazing with challenge.

You don't do good girls, he reminded himself again.

Maybe some blunt honesty on his part would scare her off. He set the melons in his cart and folded his arms across his chest. "I'm always ready, Miss Merritt, but from what I've heard, you're not into my moves. I'm one of those big-city sinners that girls like you are taught to beware of."

Those blue eyes widened, but then a barely perceptible smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. He immediately imagined those expressive lips forming his name as he filled her, and suppressed a groan.

"Call me Melody. And I hate to break it to you, Chief, but you can't believe everything you hear." She moved around the cart and sidled closer, brushing his arm as she did. Her smile turned wicked. She leaned past him and plucked a grape from a bin behind him. "I'm not such a good girl when you get right down to it. You'd be surprised what I'm into." Dangling the ripe purple fruit by its thin stem, she brought it to her mouth and slowly closed her lips over the stolen treat. A second later she handed him the stem.

Their fingers touched when he took it, and his heart rate kicked up a notch. Apparently he couldn't believe everything he'd heard about little Miss Bluelick. It might qualify as the stupidest thing he'd done since accepting the job here in the first place, but damn if he could resist seeing how far she'd take things. "Call me Josh. Are you thinking you'll surprise me, Melody? You won't. I don't surprise easily. Keep smiling at me like that, though, and I'm liable to commit at least three sins with your mouth alone. You'll have to make a special trip to church once I'm done with you."

"Really, Josh?" she said his name slowly, then deliberately flashed him a wider smile and leaned closer. "Are you thinking you'll scare me off? You won't. And if I'm going to make a trip to church, these sins you have in mind better involve my whole body."

He cocked an eyebrow. He had no clue what had gotten into Miss Bluelick tonight, but she turned a shopping trip into a roller-coaster ride. First, she hit him with the naked, hungry, completely uncensored gaze. The longing he'd sensed behind her eyes had made him fantasize about giving her every damn thing she was silently asking for, even as his better judgment warned him away. Then her chat with the old lady had sucked the fire right out of her. He could have sworn she'd been about to wheel her cart away and leave him alone with his better judgment and his aching balls. Now she'd surprised him again — and he really didn't surprise easily — with her deliberate seduction. Determination and a hint of something else blazed in her eyes, and his better judgment was slowly going down in flames.


(Continues...)

Excerpted from Light Her Fire by Samanthe Beck, Heather Howland, Sue Winegardner. Copyright © 2014 Samanthe Beck. Excerpted by permission of Entangled Publishing, LLC.
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Meet the Author

USA TODAY bestselling and award winning author Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her husband, their son, Kitty the furry Ninja, and Bebe the trash talkin' Chihuahua. When not writing fun and sexy contemporary romance, or napping on her beach towel with her face snuggled to her Kindle, she searches for the perfect ten dollar wine to pair with Lunchables.

Connect with Sam via Facebook, (www.facebook.com/samanthebeckwriter), Twitter (@SamantheBeck1) or through her website at www.samanthebeck.com to check her progress on that never-ending quest, or to get the latest on her upcoming Brazens!

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Light Her Fire (a Private Pleasures novel) 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 40 reviews.
sbart84 More than 1 year ago
My fingers are still burning from the pages from this book. A book that I could not put down. Love Josh and Melody, what a sizzling chemistry between these two. My favorite scene was in the restaurant, all I can say is wow!!! Loved Bluelick vs. Bluestick. All I can say is, This should be on everyone's reading list. Highly recommend!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
## LOVED THIS. Another winner by Ms. Beck. Josh and Melody were fun and flirty. Their chemistry was undeniable. Melody was a marvelous heroine. Beautiful and fun-loving. I really adored her. I loved the humor that Ms. Beck incorporated into the story. The scene with Melody's nieces and Josh was hilarious. And just the right amount of hurt as well. Do yourself a favor and read the whole series in order, if at all possible. All the books are fabulous. I will definitely read again myself.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
But then again i can feel the heat too!! Josh and melodys story reeled me in fast. Read their story fast. Was morr demanding of my time than ellies and long*****!LOL! I really hope for maybe a quick hiliday one to catch up with the news of josh and melodys babys birth anf of course some love for ginny... plus about the mystery man they kept seeing in town???
Cheryl-S More than 1 year ago
Josh Bradley applied for the position of Fire Chief of the Bluelick, Kentucky FD, as a stepping stone to bigger and better things.  He wants to be the Chief of a larger, busier, big city fire department.  He's bored in this little town and the most exciting thing going on is watching Melody Merritt feeling up the cucumbers in the market.  He reminds himself that he doesn't do good girls.  Melody Merritt can't help but to fan herself every time she sees Chief Bradley.  He is perfection!  She's dying to shed the good girl persona and she starts by confronting him in the produce section at Boone's Market.  Is she ready to set the sheets on fire with Chief Bradley?  It certainly seems so. I do LOVE a good story with amazing sex scenes because there are plenty of those in this book.  Phew!!! Samantha Beck really knows how to write a entertaining, funny, scorching romance.  I highly recommend this fantastic romance with a sexy fireman that can talk dirty with the best of them! Received a copy in exchange for an honest review.
KYBookmama More than 1 year ago
This book had it all...humor, steamy sex scenes, and a FIREMAN! You'll need to keep a glass of water nearby to extinguish the flame after reading this book!
Sheilag2367 More than 1 year ago
This was a wonderful story of mutual attraction, desire and compromise so hot that it's a good thing Josh is a fireman! The characters and dialogue are so scrumptious that I didn't put it down till I finished. A really really enjoyable read!
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Phe_BookMusings More than 1 year ago
Hands down, Samanthe Beck is my all-time favorite Brazen author! She has a wicked sense of humor, which comes across in her books and makes a well-written erotic romance all the more enjoyable. Bluelick, Kentucky, isn’t exactly the hotbed of action firefighter Josh Bradley was hoping for when he transferred from Cincinnati to fast track his career. With no chance of advancement until the chief retired, which the man showed no sign of doing, he'd stalled out in the CFD. But moving to sleepy Bluelick to become fire chief had been a mistake. If the last three months had proved one thing beyond a shadow of a doubt—he was a city boy. He needed action. Something in short supply in Bluelick. In fact, the only thing that had raised his temperature since arriving is resident good girl Melody Merritt. A head-turner by any standard, she practically personifies the place with her deep-rooted family tree and small-town sensibilities. Yet, something in her lake blue eyes makes him wonder just what’s underneath that prim and proper exterior of hers... Every female past puberty sat up and took notice the day Josh Bradley hit Bluelick—contemplating torching their own kitchens and feigning loss of consciousness to get a ride on his broad shoulders. And though prudence and propriety may dictate that a girl who’s just ended an unsatisfying ten-year engagement to her high school sweetheart wait a decent amount of time before letting some strapping male animal with overactive pheromones haul her off and have his way with her ... Melody Merritt is ready to be bad. And who better to burn her sterling reputation to the ground than the town’s sinfully sexy new fire chief? After spending years sacrificing and compromising and focusing on the future, which got her nowhere other than two short years from the big three-oh, unmarried, childless and damn near a virgin, she's decided it's time to take the bull by the horns. So when the wicked looks he gives her one night across the produce section of Boone's Market makes her clench with need, Melody’s suddenly dying to know what the rest of him is capable of... Even though it might qualify as the stupidest thing he's done since he took the job, Josh can't resist seeing how far Melody will take things. But he isn’t about to let anything—or anyone—trap him in this Kentucky-fried Mayberry. He plans to serve his time—a year, max—and then move on. But when their searing chemistry yields an unexpected result, Josh soon realizes he’s started a blaze that’s completely beyond his control... In the second installment of her Private Pleasures series, Ms. Beck, once again, delivers down-to-earth, enjoyable characters in a somewhat predictable small-town story. But then, I don't read read her books for the suspense, intrigue or complexity—if you know what I mean. If you haven't read Private Practice, the first book in the series, well, what are you waiting for?! The timelines in both stories flow relatively parallel to each other and there's some crossover of characters as well, yet each book can easily be read as a standalone. But why deprive yourself of two such highly entertaining reads?! A scorcher indeed, Light Her Fire is a sexy, witty, highly combustible erotic read with a satisfying HEA.
JillD82 More than 1 year ago
After the scene in Private Practice I could not wait to read this book and the wait was well worth it! They had it going on from the get-go and kept it going the whole time. Worth the read!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Samanthe Beck is awesome! Really loved this book, and recommend this and her other books as well!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The book was very good. The surprising story lines makes it a type of book that keeps your interest. Please read..
JoRae More than 1 year ago
Good
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good story & lots of steam!
Dandelionn_Wine_Book_Blog More than 1 year ago
Samanthe Beck is one of my favorite authors, I have thoroughly enjoyed every single one of her books, and when I found out that she was writing for this one I couldn't wait for it! This definitely lived up to expectations, Beck has this amazing talent at making her characters real, and getting me invested in them early. She also had the knack of getting a good balance between plot and sex, there's not too much or little of either, and it makes the story that much more enjoyable.  We met Josh and Melody briefly in Private Practice, Josh intrigued me a bit but I was a little leery of Melody. She appeared to have mean girl written all over her, and it was so good to get to know her in this book and find out how wrong that first perception of her is. These two had such amazing chemistry, but not just that, they had some incredible banter.  I really enjoyed this book, I couldn't put it down. And when it was over all I wanted to do was read it all over again! I am looking forward to reading the next book in the series, Falling for the Enemy.  **I received an ARC of this from Entangled Publishing, this in no way affected my review.**
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This one?
kimberlyfaye More than 1 year ago
I haven't read the first book in Samanthe's Private Pleasures series yet, but I have every intention of fixing that soon. Even having not read the first book, this story stands all on its own. I didn't feel like I'd missed anything – except what I'm assuming is another sweet and sexy read.  Light Her Fire is the story of good girl Melody and playboy fire chief Josh Bradley. Melody is fresh out of a failed engagement with a man she dated for two years. Josh is new to the small town of Bluelick and can't wait to serve his time and get back to the city. It was a career move and he has no intention of staying in the country. It's not the life he wants for himself. Melody, on the other hand, is Bluelick born and raised and can't imagine living anywhere else. After her failed engagement, Melody is looking for some passion. She propositions Josh in the grocery store (SUCH a great scene!) and they dive head-first into hot and heavy sexy times that could easily set off fire alarms. Of course, along the way, they come to realize they might mean a little more to each other than just bedroom (and office and car and kitchen) fun. But, can they compromise and make things work, since they want different things out of life? I loved these characters so freaking much. Melody was easy to relate to and Josh was so sexy and swoony that I just couldn't get enough of him. Together? These two were golden. I loved how they played off each other. Opposites attract and they certainly did here. They were combustible.  My favorite scene in the book wasn't a sexy one, believe it or not. (Not that they weren't all smoking hot, a little out of the box and fantastic.) Instead, there was a great scene between Josh and Melody's nieces. It really showed the man underneath and is what really pushed the book to a five-star read for me. I love Brazen books for their length and steam factor, but I also love when authors go the extra mile and develop the characters and show us they're more than dirty-talkin' alpha men. This scene was so sweet and unexpected that I simultaneously melted and handed my bookish heart over to Josh on the spot. My ovaries might have exploded, too. It's not just this one scene that makes the book so special, though. There are a TON of fun, flirty, sexy and sweet scenes. The whole book had me either grinning from ear-to-ear or blushing. Or, you know, both.  Light Her Fire isn't my first Samanthe Beck novel, but it's definitely my new favorite. Everything about this book – the writing, the characters, the feelings it all invoked – was fantastic. I can't recommend it highly enough.  I received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really liked this book. Great main characters and just a great story line. The ending could have been better. Didnt like that the author left us hanging with if it was a boy or girl. But other than that, excellent romance with lots of hot and steamy parts. Would definitly recommend.
Maria-Rose More than 1 year ago
Taking us back to the town of Bluelick first introduced in Private Practice (book 1 of the series, and also a standalone novel), this is the story of Melody and Josh. When Josh moves to the town to take up the fire chief position, he knows it's only temporary, a way to move up in his career before taking over a big city fire station. Meeting Melody, the local doctor's assistant adds some fire to his nights as they engage in a no strings attached affair. Only, when the career opportunity that he's been waiting for comes up, will he be able to leave Melody and her town behind or has he found what he's been looking for all along? I really enjoyed this book and the re-acquaintance with characters from the first story in the series. The timeline for this story is concurrent with the first one, and it was interesting to see all the characters from the viewpoint of Melody and Josh. Melody's character was fun and friendly, evolving over the course of the story as she gains her feet again from the breakup of a ten year relationship and realizes that she has a lot to offer, to a man and for herself. I loved seeing her self confidence soar as Josh's attraction to her became obvious. I found Josh to be a handsome, determined and confident man. He's a bit of a playboy and he knows his worth but something about Melody strikes a chord in him that he doesn't expect and this worries him as his intention was never to stay in this small town. It was interesting to see his thoughts and feelings as the interactions with the townspeople changed his opinions about small town life. As for the love scenes - well, this author certainly knows how to write steamy scenes and this story is no exception to that! Lots of sexual tension between the characters from the beginning of the story leads to many hot hot scenes, but also with a depth of emotion that signifies the growing ties between the characters. Overall I found this to be another great story from the writing desk of Samanthe Beck, with a wonderful cast of characters, a little bit of intrigue in the plot, lots of steamy sex and a sweet happy ending. 4 stars! (P.S. I would love to see a story about Melody's ex Roger!)
mandy30 More than 1 year ago
Wow! This was a hot one! Melody just got out of a 10 year relationship and the whole town is saying that her fiance dumped her because she was too boring in bed. She has the reputation of being a good girl. Josh moved to the small town of Bluelick from Cincinnati to be the fire chief. He's sexy and has a dirty mouth. The sexual chemistry between these two was off-the-charts HOT! The steamy scenes in this book were smoking hot! My only complaint would be that I really didn't feel a real connection between these two characters until about 60% into the book. They obviously had great sexual chemistry but I would've liked a little more build up to their relationship and maybe a little more character development. Overall, I really enjoyed this book and look forward to reading the other books in this series.
mkendallauthorMK More than 1 year ago
This book is wonderful and so fricking sexy a few scene's had me fanning myself it's that hot. If i had to use only two words to describe this book they would be SHOWER SCENE you'll know what i mean if you've read it. Melody and Josh definitely burn up the pages.  This is an excellent follow up to Private Practice here's hoping there's more books in this series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Very good quick read. I enjoyed it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved the characters...but felt it lacked more detail...however,good weekend reead.
grandmareads102 More than 1 year ago
Melody Merritt is trying to get her life back. Roger, her longtime fiancée, had broken their engagement. She doesn't want to always be the good girl. She wants to be sexually fulfilled. She knows that Fire Chief Josh Bradley is interested. That's perfect because she wants him in a carnal way. After a few frustrating attempts,they finally become lovers. Is a fling enough to satisfy both of them? I hope not. Melody and the Chief are such a fiery couple. I was caught in their passionate romance. Josh is an Alpha male who has to be in control. Melody wants him to be hers, but the small town life is not for him. He needs action. Things in this small town will never be the same. I liked the characters, the homey feel of Bluelick and the extremely sensual romance. The story was well plotted with some surprises that I didn't expect. Samanthe Beck knows how to do passion. Light Her Fire was a very erotic romance. This book is too hot to handle
mysticrosetiger More than 1 year ago
This book is a great read. Melody and Josh story is you can't  always believe what people say about others, you might miss out on something great.
Lori-Gonzo More than 1 year ago
First I have to say that I have loved every book by Samanthe Beck. Her men are always smoking hot, but Josh takes the cake. The man has a way with words that create such mouthwatering scenery. Oh he is smoking! Then there is Melody, who with all her quiet good girl innocence, can give as good as she gets. I absolutely loved the way they came together, the way they flirted, and ended up. It may have been a tad predictable with the who done it and how their ending may have concluded, but the ride in between was so worth it. Such an enjoyable, delicious read to the end. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher.