Down & Dirty (Lightning #1)

Down & Dirty (Lightning #1)

by Tracy Wolff
Down & Dirty (Lightning #1)

Down & Dirty (Lightning #1)

by Tracy Wolff

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Overview

This hard-bodied football star is used to scoring. But he needs all the right moves to get past a fiery redhead’s defenses in a steamy standalone novel from the bestselling author of Ruined.

Emerson: Talk about bad first impressions. I have too much riding on this job to show up late on my first day looking like the winner of a wet T-shirt contest, all thanks to an arrogant quarterback who drives like he owns the road. Hunter Browning thinks that because he’s famous, he can fix everything with a smile and a wave of his hand. He’s too bronzed, buff, and beautiful for his own good. Or mine. I can’t let on that I’m a fan . . . no matter how much fun we’d have in the sack.

Hunter: Hitting that puddle was my best play since winning the Super Bowl with a touchdown pass. Sure, it’s not my preferred way to get a girl wet, but I’ll make an exception for Emerson Day. She’s got a sharp tongue and a red-hot temper, even with her soaking clothes plastered to her every curve. Now I know exactly what my next play will be: hire Emerson as my personal real-estate agent, save her job—and see if I can take her off the market.

Look for all of Tracy Wolff’s seductive reads:
The Ethan Frost series: RUINED | ADDICTED | EXPOSED | FLAWED
The Sebastian Caine series: PLAY ME WILD | PLAY ME HOT | PLAY ME HARD | PLAY ME REAL | PLAY ME RIGHT | PLAY ME: THE COMPLETE STORY
The Hotwired series: ACCELERATE
The Lightning series: DOWN & DIRTY | HOT & HEAVY | ROUGH & READY
The His Royal Hotness series: ROYAL PAIN | ROYAL TREATMENT
And her standalone novels: LOVEGAME | FULL EXPOSURE | TIE ME DOWN
 
Praise for Down & Dirty

“I’m obsessed with Tracy Wolff’s writing style. She’s hilarious, magical, and beyond talented! Down & Dirty was hot and explosive!”—Sarah Robinson, author of the Kavanagh Legends series

Down & Dirty is an entertaining and steamy sports romance. Tracy Wolff created really good relationships and interactions between all of the characters with plenty of banter and teasing.”—Harlequin Junkie

“I’ve never read anything by Tracy Wolff but after the first chapter of this book . . . I’m a lifelong fan. Dude. Within a few paragraphs, I laughed and cringed and got irritated and swoony . . . it . . . was . . . awesome!!”—Little Miss Bookmark (five stars)

“I definitely loved this book. A great football romance with a heartwarming yet heartbreaking story.”—BookSmacked (five stars)

“Touch Down! Another winner for Tracy Wolff! . . . I may have discovered this author by accident, but I'm smart enough to not let her get away now that I've found her.”—iScream Books Blog (five stars)

“This is a beautiful story about love, loss, dealing with the curveballs life sends you and how having someone beside you can help you deal with anything. This story is magical.”—Cocktails and Books

Includes an excerpt from another Loveswept title.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781101883631
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 05/23/2017
Series: Tracy Wolff's Lightning Series , #1
Sold by: Random House
Format: eBook
Pages: 227
Sales rank: 226,934
File size: 1 MB

About the Author

About The Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Tracy Wolff wrote her first short story—something with a rainbow and a prince—in second grade, around the same time she forayed into the wonderful world of girls lit with her first Judy Blume novel. By ten she’d read everything in the young adult and classics sections of her local bookstore, so in desperation her mom started her on romance novels. And from the first page of the first book, Tracy knew she’d found her life-long love. A one-time English professor with over fifty novels to her name, she now devotes most of her time to writing romance and dreaming up heroes. She lives in Austin, Texas, with her family.

Read an Excerpt

Chapter 1
Emerson

This can’t be happening. Not today. Please, please, please, I’m begging you, not today.

I’m not even sure who I’m pleading with. God, the universe, fate . . . anyone and everyone who might take pity on me and make my damn engine turn over.

But fate is a fickle witch—no one knows that better than I do—and so is the universe, apparently, because all Suzanne does when I turn the key for the fifth time in as many minutes is wheeze a little. Then cough. Then die all over again.

Of course she does. Of f***ing course. Why wouldn’t my ten-year-old piece of shit Corolla choose today to die? It’s not like it’s my first day at work, not like I need to make a good impression. And it sure as hell isn’t that I need this job or anything.

Oh, right. I do. I really, really do—at least if I want to avoid going into default on my student loans. Not to mention pay my rent. And eat. I mean, sure, my ass can stand to lose five pounds, but actual starvation’s not the way I want to accomplish that. Just saying.

“Please, please, please, Suzanne.” It’s my mantra as I turn the key again. And again. And again. All to no avail.
“God Bless!” I grab my bag, then slam out of my car in a rush. A quick glance at my phone tells me I’ve got exactly twenty-three minutes to get to work. Which, if an Uber magically appears at this very second, I just might make. But since my fairy godmother has been taking a break for pretty much ever, I doubt that’s going to happen.
For a second, I think about calling my best friend, Sage, but at this hour she’s probably in the middle of teaching a yoga class at her mom’s studio.

So, in the end, I pull up the app and order an Uber anyway—a guy named Rajiv accepts the fare. I can’t afford it, but if I lose this job, I won’t be able to afford anything. And desperate times call for desperate measures. It says six minutes to arrival, which is six minutes too long, but again, it’s not like I have a choice. As usual. Lately my whole life has been one lack of choice after another.

It’s getting really, really old.

I spend the next eight minutes pacing back and forth in front of my apartment complex, willing the damn Uber to just get here. It’s drizzling out—because why wouldn’t it be—and already I can feel my curls frizzing as they escape, one after another, from the tight ponytail I slicked them into this morning. I consider running back to my apartment for an umbrella, but I’m afraid I’ll miss the damn Uber if I do.

How is this my life? I mean, seriously, how is this my life?

I’ve always been a success, always managed to do whatever I put my mind to. At school, in relationships, in life . . . at least until I graduated from college with an art degree ten months ago and got stuck in the real world. Now I feel like I’m floundering almost all the time, and those times when I’m not floundering . . . it’s only because I’m drowning.

I gotta say. Adulthood sucks. It really, really sucks.

Another glance at my watch says it’s ten minutes and counting.

Stupid, late Uber.

Stupid, temperamental Suzanne.

Stupid traffic.

And most of all, stupid me for not leaving earlier . . . considering what my hair probably looks like right now, I really shouldn’t have bothered spending all that extra time on it today.

The Uber finally shows up at twelve minutes and counting, and I pretty much throw myself into the car. “Go!” I all but shout as I slam the door and reach for my seatbelt all at the same time. “I need to be at work in eleven minutes!”
 

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