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Splitting Harriet - ONCE UPON A TIME, I WAS A REBEL. AND I HAVE THE TATTOOS TO PROVE IT. Did I mention Im also a preachers kid? Thats right. And like the prodigal son after whom I modeled myself, I finally saw the error of my ways and returned to the fold. Today my life is all about lead me not into temptation. When Im not serving as Womens Ministry Director at my fathers church, Im working at Glorias Morning Caf. I even have worthy goals, like saving enough money to buy the caf, keeping my Jelly Belly habit under control, and never again hurting the people I love. No more parties. No more unsavory activities. And no more motorcycles. Youd think I was finally on the right track. But since my dads replacement hired a hotshot consultant to revive our dying church, things arent working out as planned. And now this consultant says Im in need of a little reviving myself. Just who does this Maddox McCray think he is? With curly hair that could use a good clipping, a tattoo that he makes no attempt to hide, and black leather pants, the man is downright dangerous. In fact, all thats missing is a motorcycle. Or so I thought. But if he thinks hes going to take me for a ride on that 1298cc machine of his, he can think again. Harriet Bisset is a reformed woman, and shes going to stay that way. Even if it kills me!


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Book Details

⚡️Book Title : Splitting Harriet
⚡Book Author : Tamara Leigh
⚡Page : 388 pages
⚡Published November 20th 2007 by Multnomah Books

Splitting Harriet

ONCE UPON A TIME, I WAS A REBEL. AND I HAVE THE TATTOOS TO PROVE IT. Did I mention Im also a preachers kid? Thats right. And like the prodigal son after whom I modeled myself, I finally saw the error of my ways and returned to the fold. Today my life is all about lead me not into temptation. When Im not serving as Womens Ministry Director at my fathers church, Im working at Glorias Morning Caf. I even have worthy goals, like saving enough money to buy the caf, keeping my Jelly Belly habit under control, and never again hurting the people I love. No more parties. No more unsavory activities. And no more motorcycles. Youd think I was finally on the right track. But since my dads replacement hired a hotshot consultant to revive our dying church, things arent working out as planned. And now this consultant says Im in need of a little reviving myself. Just who does this Maddox McCray think he is? With curly hair that could use a good clipping, a tattoo that he makes no attempt to hide, and black leather pants, the man is downright dangerous. In fact, all thats missing is a motorcycle. Or so I thought. But if he thinks hes going to take me for a ride on that 1298cc machine of his, he can think again. Harriet Bisset is a reformed woman, and shes going to stay that way. Even if it kills me!