Reseña del libro "Mixed (en Inglés)"
Mixed is a full-length standalone novel for the Recipe for Love Series.What happens when you mix sexy chef, Logan Wheeler, and bartender, Libby Barnes? I'm Libby Barnes, and I can tell you one thing for sure, I wasn't looking for a man when I moved to New York. In fact, I was trying to get away from one, my "baby daddy." God, I hated that term. I probably should have just told Edward we were over and that I was leaving. Oh yeah, I should have told him I was knocked up too. You know what they say about hindsight? Well, she's a real bitch.My broken-hearted sister, Emily, needed me and I needed a fresh start. So I showed up unannounced on her doorstep with the universal cure-all, aka Ben and Jerry's and my growing bundle of joy, hidden under my clothes.My only real plan was to be the good sister my twin deserved and to be a mom my kid could be proud of. I certainly didn't need anyone to help me with either of those goals. The only thing I did need was a job. I sure as hell wasn't expecting to hear the words "you're hired" when my sister suggested we eat out at one of the swankiest restaurants in the city. But then again, I wasn't expecting to have to show the bartender how to make a Manhattan either. My entire body shouldn't have tingled as I followed the gravelly voice of the man who said those two simple words and it shouldn't have made my panties wet. I'd had to remind myself to close my mouth as he'd stood before me with a smirk, his sexy black chef's coat, and my personal kryptonite, tattoos on his arms. Logan Wheelers wasn't part of my plan. But you know what they say about the best-laid plans. Who am I kidding? I've always been a fly by the seat of my pants type of girl.********************************************************************** I'm Logan Wheeler. I had everything I needed in life. OK, maybe that's not true. I needed a bartender for my restaurant. ASAP. I guess that's why I wasn't surprised when I was told I needed to get out to the bar to see what was going on. I wasn't expecting what I found at all. She looked exactly like her twin, only better. Her rack was amazing but even better than that was the way she looked behind the bar. My bar. It was where she belonged. Behind it. On top of it. Underneath it. Hell, I didn't care where. As long as I had her. I live my life by one motto, no regrets. I'd already had enough of those for one lifetime and the first time I saw her I knew not going for Libby would be the greatest regret of my life.
