I love a good alpha male. The nice ones. Not the mean ones. The nice ones give those around them a sense of stability, an assurance that whatever comes at them, they’ll deal with it in a direct and concise manner and if anyone wants to get in their way, they should prepare to get run over.
Alpha males don’t like people standing in their way.
I grew up surrounded by alpha males, which is probably why I have such a soft spot for them. I’m a Jersey girl from a large Italian family. Family gatherings with my father’s siblings could have been the annual alpha convention. And I’m not talking about just the men either. The females weren’t about to take any prisoners either. My father was what I call an alpha-on-steroids. A master storyteller, he was loud and funny and had a temper that sometimes ran hot. Speaking of that temper, it wasn’t a shocker for him to pull to the side of the road and kick the crap out of a guy who had flipped him the bird. I can attest to this. I witnessed it.
Back then, it wasn’t so fun. Now though, I laugh because the non-alphas of the world would probably have considered my dad a madman. Heck, there were times I thought he was a madman. On the flip side, my father was generous to a fault and would give his enemy his last dollar.
When I sat down to write the first Lucie Rizzo book (Dog Collar Crime), I knew I wanted a character (or two) with these traits. Along came Joey, Lucie’s older brother and someone who can infuriate her like no other. Joey is the perfect foil for the do-gooder in Lucie. He annoys her, teases her and generally makes her insane, but don’t put hands on his sister or he will take you out.
Here is a glimpse of Joey in action from Dog Collar Chaos:
Stop. She needed to get hold of her emotions. Another switch. What was going on around here today with everyone acting out of character? Normally, she was the sane one. Deep breath, Luce. Deep breath.
“Miss,” the other cop said.
She opened her eyes just as he lightly touched her arm. She peered up at his kind eyes and immediately knew he was one of the good ones. A man who’d become a cop to serve. To help people. Maybe he could help her.
“Whoa,” Joey said. “Hands off my sister.”
What? She swung her head in his direction and nearly reared back at the carved tightness in his cheeks. The pressed lips. Her brother, if they didn’t do something, was about to blow. In truth, his rage probably had nothing to do with this cop barely—barely—touching her and everything to do with Ro being locked up.
Whatever the reason, it wasn’t good. She knew her brother. For years she’d watched him operate. When it came to a hair trigger, Joey had been cursed. He took hair triggers to another level. A double hair trigger. Maybe even a triple.
Cop number one nudged in closer, getting in Joey’s space. “You don’t tell us what to do. We tell you what to do. Now leave.”
“You—” Dad poked his finger at Joey, “—calm down. Right now. Don’t even think about busting this place up.”
“Ray,” cop number two said, “I’ve got this.”
Except Joey inched closer, and with him came an electric buzz that sent the energy in the room crackling. “Get away from my father before I kick your ass.”
Ohmygod. “Joey! Stop it.”
The cop snorted. “You think you’re gonna kick my ass. That’s it. Up against the wall.”
Could there be anything worse than a bunch of high-strung alphas in a confined space? Enough already. Lucie wedged herself between Joey and the jerky cop and shoved. Unfortunately, at 6’5″, her brother was basically a human mountain and didn’t budge. Lucie dug her heels in and threw all her weight forward. Pushing, pushing, pushing. Her sneakers squeaked against the tile and…grrrr…began to slip.
Joey grabbed her by the arms, picked her up—whoopsie—and set her beside him.
Well, that was a bust.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Adrienne Giordano is a USA Today bestselling author of over twenty romantic suspense and mystery novels. She is a Jersey girl at heart, but now lives in the Midwest with her workaholic husband, sports-obsessed son and Buddy the Wheaten Terrorist (Terrier). She is a cofounder of Romance University blog and Lady Jane’s Salon-Naperville, a reading series dedicated to romantic fiction.
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ABOUT DOG COLLAR CHAOS:
Lucie Rizzo–Mafia princess-turned-dog accessory entrepreneur—is riding high after scoring a partnership with Buzzy Sneider, America’s leading craft and interior decorating mogul. A collaboration that is sure to move Lucie’s fledgling business into the next tax bracket.
When Buzzy turns up dead and Lucie’s BFF and business partner, Roseanne, is accused of the murder, Lucie will stop at nothing to prove Ro’s innocence. Even if it means keeping secrets from her new squeeze, sexy detective Tim O’Brien, who’s determined to keep Lucie from running one of her screwball investigations.
With Ro behind bars and Tim hot under the collar over Lucie’s meddling, Lucie is forced to accept her father’s help to clear Ro’s name and save their business. But will doing so put a killer hot on her heels?