“I can tell what kind of man he is by the wine he drinks.” – Lucky Stryker
Italian: Sexy (40 percent) and stylish (37 percent)
French: Pretentious (76 percent) and high-maintenance (65 percent)
Mimosa: Metrosexuals, secure in their manhood.
And she’s had plenty of experience, traveling the globe in search of the perfect wine and the perfect man. But, for some reason, she ends up alone.
Now traveling that slippery slope that starts at 35 and ends with 40, she’s in Las Vegas to close the door on her last business deal, and to open the door to a new life and love. And with each chapter she analyzes the wine or drink and how it relates to men…
From the back book cover of THE TOM JONES CLUB:
International wine director Lucky Stryker, the “Lucky Lady,” is lucky in the boardroom, but unlucky in love. But the last thing she expects is to land in the arms of a cowboy during the Tom Jones Club convention. A hot week with a cowboy in Las Vegas is one thing—eternity is another.
Fearing that any woman he gets involved with will leave him–the way his mother left his father–Eric Blake chooses women who are guaranteed to fulfill that prophecy. And Lucky Stryker is no exception.
When Lady Luck throws the red hot dice, Lucky and Eric cash in on a red hot sizzling romance. So when their pasts catch up to them, and neither is who they appear to be, they are forced to answer these questions, “Can their hearts keep the promises their bodies have been making?” and “Will they finally get lucky in love?”
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