Wicked & Wildflower

Pacific Shores, Book 2

By: Sarah A. Bailey

Narrated by: Julio Maxwell, Amy Hall

When Dahlia Andrews uprooted her life in Kansas to start over in Pacific Shores, the last thing she expected was to become wrapped up in one night of wicked passion with a nameless local. Even less expected? Said stranger happens to be her new boss. And the son of her only friend in town. And her brother-in-law...in-law? Whatever Everett Ramos is to her, it's too complicated to be more than their one-night-stand. Dahlia has enough on her plate: a new job, familial turmoil, and raising her daughter alone. But when the chaos of her life begins to spill over, Everett may be the only person who can save her.

Everett Ramos never cared about much beyond his family and his business...until a hurricane of storm-blue eyes and mile-long legs barreled into his best friend's bar and turned his entire life upside down. Dahlia Andrews is complicated and stubborn, with an iron cage built around her fragile heart. All it took was one night with her to leave him craving more. So when she comes to him for help keeping her toxic father at bay, he finds himself leaping at any excuse to get closer to her. While Dahlia insists their arrangement is all business, Everett can't deny their orbital pull. He's all in, but can she be convinced this wild love is worth the risk?

Contains mature themes.

©2024 Sarah A. Bailey (P)2024 Tantor Media

Yearning for Pacific Shores Residency

Dahlia and Everette will forever hold a special place in my heart. The narrators were fantastic and there’s no better way to enjoy this book than listening. The spicy scenes…do not play on the car, I had headphones and still looked around to make sure no one could hear. 10/10 would recommend and listen again.

Good book

I read this on the kindle first before I started listening to it. I really didn’t care for the narrators. If they were going to flop between the two, they should have done the whole book instead of having the man do her voice in his chapter. And the Spanish wasn’t good