Self-Published | September 1, 2015 | Mystery
★★★★
SOURCE: BARCLAY PUBLICITY
FINNIGAN JONES HAS A PASSION FOR COOKING AND A PECHANT FOR TROUBLE.
Dead bodies aren’t on Finn’s New Orleans walking tour of cemeteries and haunted houses. Ditto disappearing bodies. Now she has to explain to Detective Jack Boyle how her missing corpse has turned up in the Mississippi putting her smack-dab in the middle of a murder investigation.
Unfortunately, another of Finn’s odd jobs is taking questionable photos for Jack’s PI brother, Tommy. After she snaps shots of a dubious pair of lovebirds, they stalk her, then kidnap her. Now Finn’s dealing with two lunatics intent on killing her. Or driving her crazy. She’s not sure which.
Because lunatics and smokin’-hot brothers aren’t enough trouble, she’s gossiping, yes gossiping, with a chef ghost at culinary school, cat-sitting her aunt’s six felines and attempting to corral her wayward teenage sister. All Finn wants is to survive school and become the best chef in the world.
FINN’S LIFE IS ABOUT TO GET EVEN MORE COMPLICATED.
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{ about carol carson } .
Multi-published author Carol Carson was born and raised in central Iowa. She is a former finalist in the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart contest and is an avid bookworm who actually enjoys doing research. Her other passions include travel, American history, the Kansas City Chiefs, the St. Louis Cardinals and dark chocolate. She has lived in Colorado and Kansas, and currently lives with her husband in a log home on the outskirts of St. Louis, Missouri. Write to her at carol.carson@centurytel.net or check out her website at carolcarsonbooks.com{ excerpt } .
"Yep." She knelt again, then caressed his cheek. "Can I do anything to make you more comfortable?"
"Kiss me."
Her heart lurched. "What?"
"Kiss me. It'll take my mind off the pain."
Without even thinking about it, she leaned over and pressed her lips to his. He reached one arm around her neck, pulled her close and kissed her in return. Using his tongue and lips with proficiency, he didn't kiss like a man in pain. He kissed like a man looking for more. He massaged her neck with one hand, his other came around to hold her waist. He smelled clean, tasted of Coke and kissed like a champion.
She quivered from her girly parts all the way down to her toes. Wow. Who knew?
She couldn't have been more surprised if he'd gotten up and performed the River Dance.
When the sound of sirens echoed in the distance, he dropped his hand from her neck and whispered in her ear, "Finn, honey, I feel like I could run a marathon."
She sat back on her heels, her lips tingling, her breath catching in her throat. "Glad I could help."
He chuckled, struggling to sit up. She put her arm around his shoulder and helped him. "Better?"
"This is embarrassing." He slanted an eye at her, his mouth quirking in a crooked smile. "What'll the paramedics say?"
She patted his back, attempting to regain her equilibrium after a kiss that left her reeling. "Hey, it could have happened to anyone and besides, it was all my fault.
Falling down those steps, you're lucky you didn't break your neck, both legs, and half a dozen other bones. You've got nothing to be embarrassed about."
He grinned, then spread both hands over the bulge in his lap. "I wasn't talking about my damned leg."
"Kiss me."
Her heart lurched. "What?"
"Kiss me. It'll take my mind off the pain."
Without even thinking about it, she leaned over and pressed her lips to his. He reached one arm around her neck, pulled her close and kissed her in return. Using his tongue and lips with proficiency, he didn't kiss like a man in pain. He kissed like a man looking for more. He massaged her neck with one hand, his other came around to hold her waist. He smelled clean, tasted of Coke and kissed like a champion.
She quivered from her girly parts all the way down to her toes. Wow. Who knew?
She couldn't have been more surprised if he'd gotten up and performed the River Dance.
When the sound of sirens echoed in the distance, he dropped his hand from her neck and whispered in her ear, "Finn, honey, I feel like I could run a marathon."
She sat back on her heels, her lips tingling, her breath catching in her throat. "Glad I could help."
He chuckled, struggling to sit up. She put her arm around his shoulder and helped him. "Better?"
"This is embarrassing." He slanted an eye at her, his mouth quirking in a crooked smile. "What'll the paramedics say?"
She patted his back, attempting to regain her equilibrium after a kiss that left her reeling. "Hey, it could have happened to anyone and besides, it was all my fault.
Falling down those steps, you're lucky you didn't break your neck, both legs, and half a dozen other bones. You've got nothing to be embarrassed about."
He grinned, then spread both hands over the bulge in his lap. "I wasn't talking about my damned leg."
{ review } .
With the synopsis as it is, I was excited to open a type of book I don't read very often -- a fun, light mystery/suspense type of story. I was not disappointed on that front.
UNEASY IN NEW ORLEANS is very much that light, fun, easy-to-read style book, with moments of comedy thrown in. The characters are easy to understand and the plot easy to follow. I would have liked a little more depth to the story, but I was honestly expecting what I received after hearing other reviewers liken this title to stories of that infamous Stephanie Plum -- another fun, light series that you can read when you're looking for a little something to get your mind out of the way for a bit.
UNEASY IN NEW ORLEANS is very much that light, fun, easy-to-read style book, with moments of comedy thrown in. The characters are easy to understand and the plot easy to follow. I would have liked a little more depth to the story, but I was honestly expecting what I received after hearing other reviewers liken this title to stories of that infamous Stephanie Plum -- another fun, light series that you can read when you're looking for a little something to get your mind out of the way for a bit.
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