The words thank you seem inadequate, but they are the best I have at my disposal.
Just a little over a week until The Last First Date releases as part of the Harlequin-E Contemporary Boxed Set Volume 2!
Here are a fast eight from The Last First Date:
“We could have been in your bed by now.” Her voice was a low, husky taunt. Her smile was pure temptation. “Kiss me.”
His resolve crumbled like a stale saltine. He crossed the line without another moment of thought, cradling the base of her skull and pulling her into the abyss with him. Their tongues tangled and her hands cruised over the front of his shirt.
“We could pretend this is our third date and work backwards from there,” she whispered.
Available June 2, 2014!
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We are less than 2 weeks away from the release of the Harlequin-E Contemporary Boxed Set (Volume 2) and we’re giving it away! This fabulous four book set will be available June 2, 2014 and we can’t wait!
This set includes my story, The Last First Date – whoo hoo!
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I’m on the road and I almost forgot! Here’s a quick eight from my WIP Full Court Press
“You’ll be glad to know you aren’t the only one manning the welcome wagon.”
Her nose wrinkled when she grinned. Just a little, but enough to make him want to grab her and kiss her senseless. “I can’t believe he didn’t come over here and lick you cleats, Byron is all about the football, you know.”
He managed a sage nod. “Oh, I heard.”
Kate picked up on his sentiment and nodded right along. “Play your cards right and he’ll keep you in Gatorade and mouth guards for years to come.”
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You guys, I have to tell you that I had the nicest weekend. It was a hectic week, starting out with a case of strep throat and continuing through to Friday, which has become back-to-back meeting day for me at the day job. I kicked the weekend off by doing one of the funnest of all fun things…having an eye exam.
Okay, maybe not such a blast, but it was a relief to have it done. I had an appointment back in February, but had to cancel due to an ice storm. Then, I was on the road most of March. I have no idea what happened to April, but I have been running on my last pair of contact lenses. It had to be done.
So there. I checked it off the list. Made the man get his peepers looked at too. Goose-gander, birds slain with a single stone….
Since we were already in chore mode, Fodder and I did the grocery shopping while we were out. That onerous task complete, I was able to retire to the recliner where I chatted with my girls and generally goofed off until it was time to crawl into bed.
Fodder and I had talked about having some type of getaway over the weekend. It’s been a stressful
few weeks months year, and we just wanted to do something a little fun. We settled on spending a few hours just about 45 minutes up the road in Conway, AR, where the Toad Suck Daze festival was in full swing.
No, I did not just make up that name. It’s a thing. Here’s the website.
Sadly, to get to the festival, we had to pass through tornado-stricken Mayflower, AR. I won’t post pics or say anything more here because I can’t do justice to the utter devastation left in the path of that storm. I will simply ask you to please continue to support your own local Red Cross and other relief organizations.
The festival was fun, the day was beautiful, and the fair food? Well, let’s just say no one left hungry. We had toasted ravioli and cannelloni, jambalaya with sausage and chicken, kettle corn, and our new fair friend: deep fried cookie dough.
Yes, that is a hunk of frozen chocolate chip cookie dough (egg-free, we were told) deep-fried, dipped in chocolate, and rolled in pecans. Yeah…good times.
My handsome escort also won a prize for me at one of the many
sucker magnets games of skill set up along the midway. Meet Colonel Corn – the latest and greatest weapon of spousal torment token of my love’s esteem and affection.
I’ll leave the ensuing conversations to your imagination. Now, multiply everything you just thought by ten, and you may have an inkling of what Fodder’s ride home from Toad Suck might have been like. I haven’t laughed that much or that hard in a while.
Back on the Ethridge Estate, we proceeded to nap in anticipation of another storm blowing through our neck of the woods. This tiny tempest was thoroughly enjoyable, though, and the path of destruction he wrought much more easily set to rights.
This morning, Fodder and I drove down to the Arkansas River to walk the lovely paths at Two Rivers Park.
While we were strolling we sighted a couple of does and a yearling not 100 yards from us. The sun was sparkling on the river, the sky was blue and cloudless, and the hills fresh and green with spring growth. It was the perfect way to start the day.
Later in the afternoon, I planted impatiens in the hanging baskets and spent a little time holding paws with my puppy dogs whilst my hero grilled steaks. And now, here I am in my chair – full, happy, and more relaxed than I’ve been in a long, long time.
I think we’re all caught up on my side now. Tell me what’s been happening in your world!
Oh! And don’t forget (like I almost did) about Love Finds A Way – the new boxed set that includes Contentment! It’s available now for only $0.99! Please tell all of your friends!
It’s May already and I have nothing prepared! Here’s a quick eight from book #5 in my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series – Mr. Mayhem.
She tried to stifle a smile but failed miserably. The trembling of his muscles wasn’t from the strain of harnessing his lust or the result of pleasure rippling through that long, lean body. No, this time those glorious little quakes were the result of a blast of air conditioning and a lack of coverings. He was naked. And completely at her mercy.
A low growl accompanied another fierce tug on the nylons tethering him to the bed. “Don’t pull, you’ll only make them tighter,” she warned.
Lab tech Melanie Curtis claims Dr. Marc Mayhew’s shy smile won her vote for Mr. May, but the fact is she’s been aching to get a taste of the delicious Pathologist’s mochachino skin since the moment she set eyes on him.
Quiet and reserved, Marc was happy to take refuge in his research until she walked into his lab. He tried to ignore the attraction that sparked and sizzled each time she drew near, all too aware of the strict edicts issued by the hospital’s Human Resources department, but he couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t mind subjugating himself to his bossy little subordinate. Over and over again.
The only variable he couldn’t predict was how far Melanie was willing to go to get the results she expected. When she tests his mettle, Marc finds he’s more than willing to risk everything on a case of chemistry run amok if it means he can claim her as his. For keeps.
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