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Zusatztext Praise for Jill Shalvis "Jill Shalvis writes with humor, heart, and sizzling heat!” — New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips “Clever, steamy and fun, Jill Shalvis will make you laugh and fall in love.” — New York Times bestselling author Rachel Gibson “A Jill Shalvis hero is the stuff naughty dreams are made of.” — New York Times bestselling author Vicki Lewis Thompson “Animals and hot heroes. How can you not love a romance like that?” — New York Times bestselling author Jaci Burton “Exactly what a romance story should be.” — Dear Author “Romance...you can lose yourself in.” — USA Today Informationen zum Autor Jill Shalvis is the New York Times bestselling author of several popular series including the Heartbreaker Bay series, the Animal Magnetism series, the Lucky Harbor series, the Wilders series, and the Sky High series. Her baseball-themed romances include Slow Heat and Double Play , and she also appears in anthologies such as He’s The One . Klappentext A man and woman with a complicated past find a second chance at romance in this Animal Magnetism novel from New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis. After a tragic stint in the National Guards, Adam Connelly returns to Idaho and to Belle Haven, the animal shelter he owns with his brothers. All Adam wants is to be alone. Then he opens the door to the past-the woman whose heart he once broke. Still gorgeous, still tough-as-nails, but this time, unusually vulnerable. Holly learned the hard way to never depend on a man for anything. Now, of all men, Adam is the last one she wants to see, and the only one she needs. Her father has gone missing in the Bitterroot Mountains and she could use someone with tracking skills to help find him. For Holly and Adam, each with their ghosts, a trek this desperate, this unpredictable, and this intimate, will have its share of risks-including opening their hearts one more time. Leseprobe Chapter 1 There was a fine line between being exhausted and being comatose, and Adam Connelly had just about found it. He’d been two nights without sleep, half that without food, and his shoulder hurt like hell where his shirt was sticking to his open wound. It was hard to feel much past the heart-pounding adrenaline surge still making his limbs quiver, but the pain managed to creep through. The freezing burn of the sleet slapping him in the face didn’t help either as he opened his pack and shoved in his gear. Later, he’d have to take it all back out again and carefully repair, clean, and repack everything after the unexpected rescue, but for now he wasn’t particularly inclined toward much besides getting the hell out of there. Milo stood at his side, still in his search and rescue vest, attentive to their surroundings even though he had to be as done in as Adam. Knowing it, Adam forced a few deep breaths to try and slow his heart rate. “What do you think?” he asked, pretending he wasn’t fighting his still knocking knees to hold him up. “Food, sleep . . . or a woman?” Milo nudged the pocket of the daypack where his food was kept. Adam shook his head, finding some humor in the day, after all. “You always vote for food.” The ten-month-old yellow lab seemed to smile at that. He was a search-and-rescue dog now, but not too long ago, he’d been nothing more than a scrappy, unwanted pup. In Milo’s world, food still trumped everything else. Adam got that. After all, like tended to recognize like. Besides, sleep was overrated, and it wasn’t as if a woman had been on his calendar, anyway. Hell, a woman hadn’t been even a glimmer of a possibility in too long to contemplate. His own fault. “Food it is, then,” he said, and realized in spite of still shaking and sweating, he w...
