South Beach Chicas Catch Their Man (Paperback)

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Four single girls + four sexy men = Trouble for one confirmed

bachelorette who just wants to hang with her amigas!

Reporter Sylvia Amenabar loves her vida loca. Just months ago, she and her three best friends -- Adriana, Juli, and Tori -- were happily single, hoisting mojitos at their weekly get-together. Now, everything's changed. All four women have sexy men in their lives -- and Sylvia's not sure she likes it that way.

Ever since handsome cop Carlos Ramirez took a bullet for Sylvia after an investigative report went south, she's been fighting their intensifying attraction. Sure, he's gorgeous and great in bed -- and nearly died for her -- but Sylvia has sworn never to let a man be in a position to break her heart the way her father did by abandoning her and her mother.

Besides, who has time for the whole relationship dance? Sylvia's got a reputation to maintain as Miami's hottest new journalist. But when her latest assignment threatens to smear Adriana's boyfriend, Riley, and too-good-to-be-true Carlos, and her mother is hell-bent on reuniting with her father, Sylvia finds that life and love and family aren't things you can control!

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Sylvia Amenabar's life was anything but ordinary, thanks to three sex-crazed friends, her mother, who was a witch, and the undercover detective with whom she had yet to get under the covers.

But Sylvia loved her less-than-fairy-tale life and wouldn't change anything about it -- except possibly the part about not being beneath the covers with Carlos, theBad Boy detective who had turned out to be a Prince.Come to think of it, on top of the covers or on the floor or even on the kitchen counter would do.

In reality, anywhere would do, since all Sylvia could think about was having wild monkey sex with Carlos once he got out of the hospital. Of course, Carlos might interpret the having-sex part as meaning more than just having sex, which complicated things.

Sylvia wasn't sure that she was ready for anything more...involved. Her friends -- all three having recently experienced the throes of committed relationships -- would say Sylvia had intimacy issues, and they would be totally right.

She didn't trust men. In fact, as far as she was concerned men were dogs. She would allow, however, for a few rare exceptions. The problem was that she didn't know enough about Carlos to be able to decide if he was one of those exceptions, which was the reason why she wasn't ready for anything hinting at a Happily-Ever-After kind of ending. But she was ready for sex with him. More than ready for it.

As her mother had warned her months earlier, Sylvia had met a man who had started an itch. Maybe sex with Carlos would satisfy that itch, although her mama, witch that she was for putting such a curse on her, would argue that with some men not even sex was enough.

Not that her mama was any kind of expert on that, Sylvia thought as she walked out of the elevator in Miami's Jackson Memorial Hospital and toward Carlos's room.

Thirty years earlier, her mama had picked the absolutely wrong man. One who had impregnated her and then skipped out on most of his fatherly duties. Sylvia should be grateful that her father had at least provided for her financially, but that hadn't made up for the missing dad on birthdays, holidays, and on those days when life wore you down and you needed someone to hold on to.

Her mama had always been that someone and, of course, Sylvia's friends. They had been there for her nearly a month earlier when Carlos had been shot protecting her.

Which added guilt with a capital G to the list of reasons why she wasn't necessarily ready for anything more serious with Carlos. Her first investigative report on drug dealing in the South Beach hot spots had nearly gotten Carlos killed as he threw his body in front of hers when the drug dealers had opened fire. They had been angry that her article in a glossy monthly magazine had called attention to their activities, almost immediately creating increased scrutiny on them and a drop in business.

Carlos, she thought, pausing at his door and taking a deep breath. Prince or a Bad Boy Frog? she asked herself yet again, but told herself she didn't have to make that decision right at that moment.

She still had a little time.

She knocked and entered the room after his muffled "Come in."

He had been reading a magazine but smiled and tossed it aside as he saw her. The smile inched upward and lit up his eyes with their amazing mix of dark blue flecked with bits of teal and green. His hair hadn't been trimmed in the month he'd been in the hospital and the dark sable locks were tousled around his face, highlighting his eyes. Rough evening stubble darkened his cheeks and the strong edge of his jaw, all of it combining to make him decidedly and dangerously sexy.

"Querida," he said, the tones of his voice low. "I didn't think you'd make it tonight."

Visiting hours would be over in less than fifteen minutes, but Sylvia's afternoon assignment for the magazine had run longer than expected. She hadn't wanted to miss seeing him, maybe even cuddling close and sharing some physical intimacy the way they had the last couple of weeks. She'd come to need that sharing with him, something she didn't want to consider too intently for fear of what it would mean.

She walked over to the bed, sat on the edge, and considered him. A hint of his usual devil-may-care attitude glittered more brightly in his gaze tonight and she wondered why.

"You're awfully chipper," she said, leaning toward him and kissing him, but what started as a chaste hello kiss quickly morphed into something more intense as Carlos opened his mouth and moved his hand to her waist to possessively bring her closer.

"I'm finally going home," he somehow managed to get out between kisses and the slide of his tongue through the seam of her mouth.

"Mmm. Home," she said and laid a hand on his muscled chest over the fiftyish-style cotton pajamas his mother had insisted on bringing for him to wear. "I'm sure you'll be glad to be free of this getup," she said and playfully tugged on the pajama shirt.

He covered her hand with his and stroked it. "I recall you freeing me of these quite nicely on a couple of occasions," he said, grinning. His eyes had dilated to a deeper blue, and when she eased her hand from beneath his and undid the first button on the serviceable cotton pajamas, his eyes darkened a bit more.

"Like this, you mean?" she teased and snuck her hand beneath the fabric to caress his taut pectoral muscle. Beneath her palm, his nipple tightened and she shifted her thumb, dragged it across the heard peak, earning a muffled protest.

"Querida," he began, but she stopped him with a kiss and a tweak of the tight button of his nipple.

When they came up for air, she reminded him, "We still have time before they toss me out."

"Definitely," he said, and with his free hand, he lowered the hospital bed until it was flat and she could climb in and snuggle up against him.

They kissed again and Carlos slipped his hand beneath the hem of her knit cotton sweater and upward to cup her breast. Her nipple beaded instantly with his touch. He took it between his thumb and forefinger, gently rotated it, yanking a gasp of pleasure from her.

Her delight was short-lived as the door to his room flew open with a slam.

She scrambled out of his arms and off the bed to find his mother and sister at the door, the looks on their faces a combination of shock and displeasure. Sylvia hastily rearranged her top as Carlos fumbled with the blankets to hide his erection.

"Mami, I wasn't expecting you," he said as he raised the bed and shot Sylvia a look of dread from the corner of his eye.

The apprehension filling Carlos's amazing blue-green eyes surprised her. She had thought that there was very little that could scare her big brave cop. Sneaking a glance at the source of that terror -- his mami and hermanita -- it occurred to her that they didn't seem all that fear-inspiring.

"We came as soon as we heard that the doctors plan to release you tomorrow. We wanted to make plans for you coming home," his mami said. Without acknowledging Sylvia's presence, she walked right to the edge of the bed and seated herself there, leaving Sylvia cornered in the small private room.

His sister likewise ignored Sylvia as she approached and took a position on a chair on the other side of Carlos's bed.

"I appreciate your concern, but I'm headed home to my sailboat," Carlos corrected politely, determination replacing the earlier dread.

"Míjo, you can't live on that leaky old boat." His mother rose from the bed to plump the pillows behind his back, her elbow jabbing Sylvia in the side as she did so.

"She's not leaky, Mami. Abuelito and I made sure of it," he said with growing impatience.

"Ay, míjo. You and that promesa to your abuelito. Just because it got us here from Mariel doesn't mean you have to hang on to that old tub," his mother admonished, and his sister, Veronica, chimed in with, "Don't you think it's time you got a real home?"

"She's not leaky, and living there helps me save money," Carlos replied.

"Besides, she's actually rather yar," Sylvia jumped in, hoping that she could help Carlos out or at least deflect his mother and sister's attention.

It worked a little too well. The two women looked at her with annoyance. They were clones of each other with the same dark hair and blue eyes as Carlos. Beautiful Latinas with to-die-for caf - -con-leche skin who in unison said, "Yar?"

"It's a sailing term, Mami," Carlos explained. It occurred to her that this conversation might soon become like a tag team wrestling match, with each of them trading off in order to fend off his mother and sister.

"So you sail a lot, Sylvia?" Veronica asked, one dark brow flying upward to stress the doubt behind her question.

Sylvia shot a nervous glance at Carlos, who grasped her hand. Tag, I'm "It," she thought. "Actually, no. I've only sailed with Carlos."

"Oh." Again in unison. Accompanied this time by some rather scrutinizing glances before Carlos's mami said, "You're coming home with me."

"And if not Mami, then me," his sister tacked on. "The niños will love having their tío around."

"How many kids do you have, Veronica?" Sylvia asked,her tones saccharine sweet.

Veronica tilted her head a bit defensively. "I have four wonderful children. They all love their tío."

She imagined that they did. She also imagined that

four children would leave Uncle Carlos little time to rest. Not to mention that they would possibly bump his injured leg or play with him a little too roughly, maybe aggravating his other wounds. As she met Carlos's gaze, it was clear he felt the same way, only this time, he defended himself.

"I appreciate the offer, but you both have enough to handle. Mi amigo, Riley, has offered -- "

"You can't go with Riley," Sylvia blurted out, so forcefully that it shocked everyone in the room. "Riley's a little busy right now. He may not even be home all that often, and it would be nice for you to have someone around in case you needed help."

Carlos smiled...

Product Details

• Paperback: 304 pages
• Publisher: Downtown Press (September 11, 2007)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 1416514899
• ISBN-13: 978-1416514893
• Product Dimensions: 8.1 x 5.2 x 0.9 inches
• Shipping Weight: 9.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 4.5 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (4 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #266,739 in Books (See Bestsellers in Books)

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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:

3.0 out of 5 stars A good beach read, February 9, 2008

By	Ratmammy "The Ratmammy" (Ratmammy's Town, CA USA) - See all my reviews (TOP 500 REVIEWER)

SOUTH BEACH CHICAS CATCH THEIR MAN by Caridad Pinerio
February 9, 2008

Rating: 3/5 Stars


SOUTH BEACH CHICAS CATCH THEIR MAN is a beach read with some strong female characters, but not a very solid story structure to warrant this book more than three stars. The book continues the story of characters that appeared in Pinerio's previous novel, and those who had read that first book may want to read this second one. I have to say, however, that while parts of the book did keep my attention, I felt that the book was uneven and that a big chunk of it could have been given less attention.

The main character is Sylvia Amenabar, who is currently a writer for a social-events column, and has shown interest in one Carlos Ramirez, a cop that took a bullet for her because of a piece of journalism she had gotten involved in. Sylvia is feeling some guilt over his injury, and she's also not sure she wants to be in a committed relationship with Carlos. She is reminded of her own parents, and how her mother Virginia has never been happy, pining away for the one man that she loved, Sylvia's father, a man Sylvia does not want in her life.

The bulk of the plot has Sylvia investigating the case that Carlos has been working on, and it brings up some information that will anger a number of her friends. It's a touchy subject, but Sylvia wants to do a good job and prove that she is a serious journalist that can report on more than just the local celebrity scene.

The part of the story line that I found rather distracting was the subplot surrounding Sylvia's mother Virginia. While her story explained Sylvia's problems with commitment, I didn't really care to read about Virginia's problems, and wanted the book to focus entirely on Sylvia and her issues with Carlos, and the case that they found themselves involved in.

I am giving SOUTH BEACH CHICAS CATCH THEIR MAN three stars because it is a good beach read, but I think the book could have been much better if there had been less emphasis on Sylvia's mother.

1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars From the author!, December 19, 2007

By	Caridad Pineiro "SINS OF THE FLESH, Grand Cen... (New Jersey, USA) - See all my reviews

I'm so glad I got to write the follow-up to SEX AND THE SOUTH BEACH CHICAS, but not to worry if you haven't read the first one since this book stands alone. Here's some of the reviews that have come in for this book which was featured in RT Book Club, Latina Magazine and premiered on Romance Novel television (www.romancenovel.tv)

Chicklit RomanceWriters: 9/10. "With a little bit of mystery, a good dose of loving, and a lot of great girl talk, Piñeiro's South Beach Chicas Catch Their Man is a novel that all chick lit readers will want to add to their collection!"

Fresh Fiction: "It should be the dream of all women to have friends such as these characters. The relationships between the men and women of this story are passionate and solid. Caridad Piñeiro captures character qualities and weaves them into fresh fabric of paper print, page after wonderful page."

Harriet Klausner: "The second South Beach Chicas tale (see SEX AND THE SOUTH BEACH CHICAS) is a terrific South Florida investigative romantic suspense thriller. Sylvia is a superb protagonist as she distrusts Carlos although attracted to him; partly she believes deeply men leave as her father proved, but also thinks he is hiding the truth especially his role in a cop shooting. . . .Caridad Pineiro provides an entertaining chick lit investigative romance."

SingleTitles.com: "The stories of Caridad Pineiro always showcase her wide range of abilities. Whether the story is darkly intriguing and features one of her original paranormal beings or concerns topics faced by today's women, Ms. Pineiro deftly handles the subject and captivates readers with her storytelling ability. . . .SOUTH BEACH CHICAS CATCH THEIR MAN speaks to women everywhere with its powerful story about friendship, where emotion is sincerely portrayed by the unforgettable characters."

Romance Reviews Today: "SOUTH BEACH CHICAS CATCH THEIR MAN is chick lit with a healthy dollop of investigative mystery thrown in. These chicas are not simple girls, but well-educated professionals who see no need to humble themselves to anybody. Caridad Piñeiro brings the four friends to life drawing on her own experience as a transplanted Cubana, born in Havana, brought up in the USA. She is an attorney, and her experience brings a welcome touch of realism to her character, Tori. . . .Celebrate the end of summer with an armchair trip to South Beach, Miami, and play with the beautiful people on the beach. Oh, and don't forget the mojitos!"

FictionScribe.com: "Even though this was a sequel, I didn't feel particularly put off during reading it because of that. I, of course, now want to read the first one, but I don't feel it's a necessity to do so to enjoy this book. I enjoyed this book a lot not only because . . .it showed five (watch out for Sylvia's mum!) successful women who built it all themselves and are now enjoying the best out of life. Caridad does well not only exploring the relationships of younger women but also in exploring the relationships of the forty-somethings who society sometimes forgets about in the romantic realm. This book is perfect for a bit of light (and hot!) reading for the last days you can manage to get on the beach this season or during your candlelit baths."

5.0 out of 5 stars 2 Big Thumbs Up!, April 29, 2009

By	Courtney A. Rose - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

Not only was the book amazing, but so was the service. Book came in perfect condition and in great time. I would definitely order from this seller again.