I enjoyed it. A ship full of psychics trying to get rid of the ships' ghost. All of them claiming to be the real enchilada. Bree is the real deal. She sees the past and pieces together the murder of a flapper named Daisy who currently haunts the ship. All while traveling on a beautiful ship, to tropical ports, and falling in love with the ships' owner Sexton.
This book has it all, Sex, Murder, Mystery, Ghosts, Travel, and Romance. A great read and a satisfying story.
Sexton St. Croix lives the life of the privileged and wealthy. He works hard as the heir to the St. Croix fortune, spearheaded by its Cruise Line. He plays even harder-women aren't hard to come by when you're good-looking, charming, and ungodly rich.
For Bree Emery, living the life of a gifted psychic isn't always charmed. She works a lot, plays a little, and her dwindling bank account forces her to take just about any job that comes along. That's how she ends up on the SS Majestic, walking into the owner's suite to meet a man wearing nothing but boxers adorned with hamburgers and french fries, and the word supersized emblazoned on the fly.
Some girls might be shocked. Some guys might be embarrassed. Sex and Bree, who are anything but the embarrassingly shockable type, take it all in stride.
There's a ghost haunting the SS Majestic, and it's not your average, run-of-the-mill type ghost. Oh, no. This cruise ship is haunted by one Miss Daisy Alton, a woman who died long before her time in the swinging Jazz era of the early 1920's.
Daisy was a flapper, a gay-hearted, outgoing, exuberant woman who performed at small-time clubs and speakeasies to her hearts content. But aboard the SS Majestic, Daisy met her match in a wealthy man who vowed to love her for eternity. Although it was sure to invoke a scandal, she agreed to marry her love, only to be gunned down, along with the regal Randolph St. Croix, by a cunning killer. The murder of St. Croix was staged to look like a love triangle gone wrong, and Daisy was branded a murderess. No way was this feisty flapper going to leave this ship until everyone knew the truth.
For Sexton, that means hiring Bree to rid his cash cow of the flamboyant ghost. For Bree, it means helping Daisy prove that she didn't murder Randolph, and setting her soul free.
The passion, romance, tempers, and arguments that ensue, only add to this delectable story of ghosts and passion that refuses to be denied. CRAZY FOR YOU is a delightful story that will have you laughing out loud, and wishing for all you're worth that Daisy gets the justice she deserves. And if Bree and Sex do a little investigating into that blatant claim of supersized along the way, it just makes the story even more devilish.
This was a good story..haunted cruise ship, pyschic and rich guy...an entertaining combination.
From the moment she spotted his hamburger-and-frency-fry emblazoned boxers with the word supersized on them, Bree knew Sexton St. Croix was trouble. Here was a man with just one thing on his mind, but Sex had hired her to do a job and she'd let nothing get in her way. Not even a sudden insatiable craving for fast food, the hotter the better.
Sexton St. Croix had a big problem. His luxury ocen liner was haunted--by the ghost of an unflappable flapper named Daisy. Now, in an effort to persuade Daisy to "cheese it", he'd opened the ship to a veritable psychic circus. With every type of paranormal phony swarming the decks, he was counting on Bree's "Clarisentience" to save his bacon. Her exquisitely sensitive fingers could detect the emotional vibrations of an 80-yr-old love triangle and the unsolved murder that had resulted, while her tender touch unlocked secrets in his own heart. Here, at last, was the woman to convince the pleasure-before-promises playboy of the virtuies of good, old-fashioned romance.