Author Giulia Lagomarsino

The Nut Low: A Small Town Romance (A Good Run Of Bad Luck)

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The Nut Low is book 6 in the series A Good Run Of Bad Luck and is recommended to be read in order.

Jo

After two years in this town, I hoped I'd find someone to spend my life with.

Or at least warm my bed.

With only the shelter and my two Mafioso best friends, sometimes a girl just needs to get laid.

And there's one man at the bar that checks all my boxes.

He's sexy, makes my heart speed up, and makes me tingle in all the right places.

And when one night turns into an undetermined amount of time, a girl starts to hope for more.

But he has secrets he's not willing to share, and they could tear us apart.

Mason

I was one of the golden boys around town.

But that all changed the night my brother died. I left, hoping to find myself, or something like that.

Instead, I found a best friend and a fiancé. Life was great, until once again it all blew up in my face.

I was beginning to think I was jinxed.

So, I came home.

I had no plans, no next step.

And then I met her, and life changed once again.

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The day I strolled into town, I thought for sure I wouldn’t stick around.

The plan was to take care of business and disappear again.

No one in the town would miss me.

I left when I was young, just barely an adult.

My brother died and that was it. I couldn’t take it at home any longer. I needed to go out and find myself.

So, that’s what I did.

I found a best friend and a fiancé, and everything was great until it all blew up in my face.

Life changed once again, and I moved on.

But this town hasn’t.

The people are just as nosy as the day I left. There’s even a running pool about what I do for a living.

And things got worse when I started hanging out with Jo.

She didn’t ask questions or demand anything from me. A good time and a place to stay was all she was offering.

But it turned out to be the lifeline I needed to get back on track.

That should have been my first clue that my life was about to implode once again.