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Mismatched in Mayhem (Whiskey Sisters) a Romantic Comedy by L.E. Rico




Title: Mismatched in Mayhem
Series: Whiskey Sisters #4
Author: L.E. Rico
Publisher: Entangled Publishing LLC
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Release Date: January 13, 2020



Blurb

Welcome to Mayhem, Minnesota, with its sweater-wearing cats and ultra-competitive trivia nights. Where love really does conquer all...if youā€™ll let it.

Walker Oā€™Halloran is finally ready to shed her ā€œwild childā€ persona. Bartending at her familyā€™s pub, babysitting her adorable niece and nephews, and getting her degree during the day. What she doesnā€™t do is date--or even think about dating. Ever. Until he walks into her bar, looking like a former Mr. Quarterback of the Football Team and Student Council President all rolled into one. No, thank you.

Mason Stevens has a secretā€”and it prevents him from knowing if someone is truly interested in him, or just what he can do for them. Until he meets Walker. Sheā€™s the first person in ages who doesnā€™t recognize him, and her grouchy attitude feels like the greatest challenge of his life. And heā€™s ready for it.

But the more time they spend together, the more heā€™s desperate to come cleanā€”itā€™s just never the right time. Until the paparazzi do it for himā€¦







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Excerpt

I head to the only place where I seem to be able to clear my head. The roof. At nearly two in the morning, the entirety of Main Street is dark and deserted. I sigh and close my eyes, hoping maybe Iā€™ll doze off. And I doā€¦but then Iā€™m dreaming that someone is calling my name. It takes a few seconds to realize that it isnā€™t a dream. Someone really is calling my name.
ā€œWalker! Are you up there? Walker!ā€
Startled, I jump up and follow the sound to the edge of the roof overlooking the alley between our building and the one next door. Looking up at me is Mason Stevens.
ā€œMason? What are you doing here?ā€
ā€œI have to talk to you. Can you please come down here?ā€
I shake my head.
ā€œUh-uh. No way. Go home, itā€™s late.ā€
ā€œPlease! Just let me talk to you.ā€
ā€œI am not coming down.ā€
ā€œOkay, then let me come up and see you thereā€¦ā€
ā€œDude! Youā€™re not listening to me. I donā€™t want to talk to you. Thereā€™s nothing to say.ā€
ā€œOf course there is! I have to explain about Cassandra. And I know what my mom said to you at the pub. Walker, thereā€™s so much I have to say to you. Please, donā€™t make me do it from down here.ā€
ā€œNo.ā€
Iā€™m about to turn around and go inside when he does something incredibly bizarre. He grabs the long drainpipe that runs down the side of the building. And he starts to climb.
ā€œHey!ā€ I holler down at him. ā€œHey, stop that!ā€
ā€œWalker Oā€™Halloran, I love you!ā€ heā€™s saying as he passes the first floor windows and starts on the second floor.
ā€œMason! That thing is not going to support your weight. Stop! Please! Just go down before you kill yourself!ā€ I hear myself getting louder and shriller. A light comes on across the street in an apartment over the newspaper office.
ā€œNo. I wonā€™t stop. Not until we get our H-E-A.ā€
ā€œOurā€¦what?ā€
ā€œHappily ever afā€”ā€
I presume he was going to say ā€œhappily ever afterā€ right up until the moment that the brackets holding the pipe against the brick faƧade break free and the pipe starts to bend backward, taking Mason with it.
ā€œOh, shhhā€”ā€ I hear him mutter just before I lose all sense of time and place.
Heā€™s falling. Heā€™s high enough up that heā€™ll surely break his back, or his neck, or crack his skull open. Oh, sweet Jesus, he could die! He came here to see me and I wouldnā€™t let him up. So he climbed the wallā€¦and now heā€™s going to die! Iā€™m going to kill someone else.
ā€œMason!ā€ I hear myself screech as he continues his backward descent, still clutching the pipe with his arms and legs.
Itā€™s all happening in slow motion and, for a brief second, heā€™s almost horizontal, like a pig hanging off a spit at a luau.
ā€œMason!ā€ I shriek again, running back and forth along the ledge of the building, my eyes scanning the roof around me for inspiration. But thereā€™s nothing. And itā€™s too late, anyway.
I can only watch in horror as he falls out of my reach. And out of my life.






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Author Bio


L.E. Rico didnā€™t set out to be an author. In fact sheā€™s made a name for herself as a classical music radio hostā€”doing her best to make the music and the composers relevant by putting them into a modern context. It was just a few years ago that she discovered a passion for writing that blossomed into an entire novel. And then another. And another. And, while she still spends plenty of time on the radio, telling the stories of the great composers, she spends even more time composing her own great stories.


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