I recently published my Must Read Review! Revved to the Maxx is a book you won't be able to put down.
Maxx Reynolds needs help.His shop, house, and life are all in a state of disarray.In desperation, he turns to the internet to hire a new employee, thinking it will make his life easier.What he expects is a fellow named Charly.What he gets is a quirky, sassy, red-head name Charlynn who runs circles around him.And she's all woman.He can't stand her.He can't keep his hands off her either.
It did not disappoint“Charly is the unabashed ray of sunshine Maxx didn't realize he needed in his life. I enjoyed this book so much I read it one sitting and kicked myself for not savoring it longer!” – Donna Soluri, OnFrolic
Five Isn't Enough Stars“If Melanie Moreland wrote books like this for the rest of her life, I would be a happy woman. If you want a book that will brighten your world, make you laugh, make you sigh and make you swoon, this is for you.” – Carol [Goodreads Addict]'s Reviews
Maxx is grumbly, sexy perfection“It's a wonderful small town romance with the best banter and the hottest scenes I have ever read from Melanie Moreland. There are themes of friendship, community, and letting go of a past that haunts my sentimental soul. This is a 5+star must read!” – Stephanie Rose, author of No Reservations
Sheer Perfection“I cannot stop smiling. Melanie Moreland packed sheer perfection (and a grumpy hero *swoons* ) into one fabulous book.” – B. Cranford, author of The Fear of Falling
Hit it out of the park“Revved is a sweet yet super sexy story about two lost souls who finally find their perfect fit. I would so be up for a second book.” – Becca the Bibliophile
“Can I—” She cleared her throat. “Can I buy you a drink?”
“Not needed.”
“Please.”
I couldn't say no to her pleading eyes and frankly, I really didn't want to. She had yet to remove her hand from my arm, and I had to admit I liked how it felt when she touched me. I sat beside her and Vanessa came over, sliding a beer my way.
“On the house. Thanks for taking out the garbage.”
I picked up my glass. “He took himself out.”
Vanessa placed a glass of wine in front of the girl. “On the house for you too. I like your style.”
The girl picked up her wine with a shaking hand. “That's the second time in as many days I've had to rely on my self-defense class. I've never used it until now…” She trailed off.
I lifted my glass in a toast. “Always a first time.”
She nodded, seemingly in thought.
I sensed a story there. I assumed she'd been hassled already this week, but I stayed quiet.
She turned to me, holding out her hand. “Thank you, Reynolds, for coming over. I appreciate it.”
I looked at her hand, then had to tease her. “Is that safe?”
She laughed, the sound light. “Yes.”
I shook her hand. “You're welcome.” Then I furrowed my brow. “I think Vanessa said your name was Lynn?”
She shrugged and muttered something about it being close enough. Then she grinned, making two deep dimples in her face appear. They were right by the corners of her full lips, making her expression mischievous. “You asked her my name?”
“You remembered mine,” I responded drolly.
She smiled. “Vanessa missed part of my name. It's Charlynn.”
“Pretty.”
She shrugged. “A mouthful.”
“Maybe I'll stick to Red. It's easier.”
