Author: Emma Chase
Series: The Legal Briefs #1
Publisher: Gallery Books
Release Date: April 28, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Emma Chase, New York Times bestselling author of the Tangled Series, returns with the first installment of the Legal Briefs Series.
As a DC defense attorney, Stanton Shaw keeps his head cool, his questions sharp, and his arguments irrefutable. They don’t call him the Jury Charmer for nothing – with his southern drawl, disarming smile and captivating green eyes – he’s a hard man to say no to. Men want to be him and women want to be thoroughly cross examined by him.
Stanton’s a man with a plan. And for a while, life was going according to that plan.
Until the day he receives an invitation to the wedding of his high school sweetheart and mother of his beloved ten-year old daughter. Jenny is getting married — to someone who isn’t him.
That's definitely not part of the plan.
Sofia Santos is a city raised, no-nonsense litigator who plans to become the most revered criminal defense attorney in the country. She doesn’t have time for relationships or distractions.
But when Stanton, her "friend with mind-blowing benefits" begs for help, she finds herself out of her element, out of her depth, and obviously out of her mind. Because she agrees to go with him – to The-Middle-Of-Nowhere, Mississippi – to do all she can to help Stanton win back the woman he loves.
Her head tells her she's crazy...and her heart says something else entirely.
What happens when you mix a one stop-light town, two professional arguers, a homecoming queen, four big brothers, some Jimmy Dean sausage and a gun-toting Nana?
The Bourbon flows, passions rise and even the best laid plans get overruled by the desires of the heart.
I spot Jenny and the dark haired man across the grass. From this angle, I’m able to see he’s a few inches shorter than me, thinner, but still in shape. He’s alright looking with a straight nose, deep-set eyes, puffy girly-lips. And he’s got that cleft in his chin like John Travolta.
From this moment on, I’ll forever think of him as Ass Face.
“That him?” Sofia whispers, her eyes trained on the same direction as mine.
“That’s him.” I growl. Like a dog who spots his favorite bone in the jaws of another canine.
“Wow.” She exclaims but quietly. “He’s gorgeous! He looks like he just stepped out of a Calvin Klein ad.”
Frowning I turn to her. “Why would you tell me that?”
She looks back, grinning. “You want me to lie?”
“Shit, yeah I want you to lie.”
She gives Ass Face another once-over. Then covers her eyes. “My God, he’s hideous! I can’t bear to look at him. Move over Quasimodo, Jimmy Dean is in the house.”
I sigh. “Sofia?”
“Yes, Stanton?” She says sweetly
I lean in, so my lips are just a hair’s breadth from her ear.