{"product_id":"five-is-enough-0373364342","title":"Five Is Enough","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eISBN:\u003c\/strong\u003e 0373364342\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/strong\u003e Stewardson, Dawn\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCondition:\u003c\/strong\u003e New\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eProduct Description Lauren Van Slyke and Jack \"Sully\" Sullivan are total oppositesLauren works for her family's charitable foundation, a foundation that has just cut off financial support to Sully's boys' home in the Adirondack Mountains. Sully's an ex-con with a heart of gold, who's pretty sure Lauren's heart is made of stone.They're attracted from the moment they meet-but they see everything from very different perspectives. She's city, he's country. She's old money, he's no money. Love doesn't stand a chance, does it?Sure it does-if Sully's boys have any say in the matter! Excerpt.  Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. On the sidewalks of New YorkIf a hurrying pedestrian hadn't rushed in front of her, Lauren would never have veered left and noticed the cat. When she did, she stopped dead. You never saw a cat on Madison Avenue.Of course, she almost hadn't seen this one. It wasn't very big, really, not more than a kitten. And its dirty copper-colored fur blended perfectly with the dirty copper pipe it was huddled against-one of those grossly fat utility pipes that look as if they're growing out of the sidewalk beside a building.She stood watching the cat for a few seconds, then told herself she'd better get moving. This was the kind of Manhattan morning that melted your makeup.July could be brutal in the city, and today the temperature had already climbed into the eighties. The air was muggy, there hadn't been a break in the heat for over a week, and the city's stench had reached the impossible-to-ignore stage-all in all, not a good day to be lingering on the sidewalks of New York.Besides which, the boss was supposed to set a good example. And in the three months since her father had convinced her to take this job she'd been late more often than not.She started to turn away, then hesitated. unless something unexpected had come up, all she had to do this morning was make a few phone calls. And she hardly had a staff of thousands to set an example for. There was only Rosalie, who at fifty-six didn't have the slightest interest in any example set by a thirty-year-old.Besides, the cat looked so darned pathetic she hated to just leave it sitting there. If she did, it was bound to end up as road kill. Or was the appropriate term here avenue kill?Whichever, she'd really rather it didn't end up dead. She took a couple of tentative steps in the little guy's direction-deciding it had to be a male because no self-respecting female would let herself get that disheveled.He hadn't noticed her, so she called, \"Hey, kitty,\" then glanced self-consciously at the people hurrying past. New Yorkers simply didn't stand out on the street calling \"Hey, kitty.\" On the other hand, no one in the crush of humanity eddying around her could care less what anyone else was up to.When she looked at the cat again he still hadn't twitched a whisker, so she edged closer and tried calling him once more. He finally looked at her, his yellow eyes unblinking. Then he looked to either side-unmistakably scoping out an escape route.The sidewalk was solid human traffic, though. So if the cat made a mad dash for freedom, it would be foot kill before it even had a chance to become road kill.She hesitated again, afraid that taking one more step would make him bolt, then she made her decision. Putting her briefcase down against the building, with a quick prayer that nobody would steal it, she dashed forward and grabbed the cat.He let out an indignant yowl, but didn't scratch her.\"Good kitty,\" she murmured. \"Good kitty, you're safe with me.\"He eyed her for a moment, then apparently decided she was telling the truth and snuggled close-digging his claws firmly into her jacket.She gazed unhappily down at him. Now that he was nestled against her off-white suit, she could see he was even dirtier and more bedraggled than she'd realized. His fur was covered with the dry, dusty kind of dirt that instantly rubs off onto whatever it comes in contact with. And\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Mia Karts","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":51931412660512,"sku":"NEW0373364342","price":10.73,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/miakarts.com\/products\/five-is-enough-0373364342","provider":"Miakarts Books","version":"1.0","type":"link"}