Thursday, August 25, 2016

Cover Reveal: Womanizer by Katy Evans


RELEASE DAY: DECEMBER 5, 2016
You've seen the headlines: Womanizing billionaire player! Watch out! Stay away!
We were just two strangers. Facing a forbidden attraction, a chemical connection. Neither of us expected or wanted it to amount to more. 
But I had never been drawn to a guy the way I was drawn to this one: my brother's best friend, and CEO of the company where I interned.
Even knowing I should stay away, I proved to be too human, after all.
The chemistry was amazing.
The laughs were incredible. 
I opened up to him in more ways than I'd opened up to anyone before.
But sex was as far as I'd go. 
Just sex because he was too irresistible.
Just sex because I wouldn't be falling for him.
Just sex because I'd leave in three months, and I'd like for my brother not to kill me, and for nobody
to find out he was my wicked little secret.
He wasn't the One. 
He was just a womanizer.
But for a time, he would be mine.

Katy Evans grew up with books and book-boyfriends until she found a real sexy boyfriend to love. They married and are now hard at work on their own happily ever after. Katy loves her family and friends, and she also loves reading, walking, baking, and being consumed by her characters until she reaches “The End.” Which is, hopefully, only the beginning…

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Release Day-- Anti-Stepbrother by Tijan


He told me to 'settle, girl.'
He asked if 'something was wrong with me?' He said I was an ‘easy target.’ That was within minutes when I first met Caden Banks. I labeled him an *sshole, but he was more than that. Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous, and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.
Okay, yes I was a little naive, a tad bit socially awkward, and the smallest amount of stalker-ish, but if Caden Banks thought he could tell me what to do, he had another thing coming.
I came to college with daydreams about being with my stepbrother, but what would happen if I fell for the anti-stepbrother instead?



I didn't begin writing until after undergraduate college. There'd been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can't blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I'm hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Blog Tour: Bending Bethany by Aria Cole


When Bethany Howard meets international soccer star Jenson Abbot at a bar one night she never expects it will change her life forever. University classes and late nights spent studying fill her hours, but Jenson is determined to show her what she's been missing. She thinks it's only a one night stand, but Bethany is anything but a fling to Jenson. He's been waiting for someone to make him feel the way she does, her sharp tongue and delicious curves undoing him from the beginning. 


Jenson is hellbent on proving he is the man for her, the only man that can make her eyes light up when she laughs and her body sing beneath his hands. But can Jenson convince Bethany that there's more to him than meets the eye? Or will his flirty grin and dogged persistence put her off men forever? Jenson is determined to find out, because he's got one last play tucked in his pocket, The Panty Play.


Warning: Bending Bethany is a whirlwind week of syrupy sweetness with the nerdy girl next door and the MVP soccer star she can't quite shake. Be prepared to be wooed all over again!

Aria Cole delivers a cute and quick summer read with Bending Bethany. The heroine, Bethany, is a college student extremely focused on her future. When her sister insists on a fun night out, she reluctantly agrees. After a few drinks, she encounters a very good-looking guy who takes her out to dance. The next morning she wakes up in that same guy's bed, faintly remembering the previous night's events. Jenson, her one-night stand, happens to be a famous MLS soccer player who fell for her after their one night together. This is where the story really begins. Jenson tries to get her to go out with her for the next couple of chapters. 

All the events in this book occurred right after the other. It just felt too fast for them to be falling in love. Also, it felt like I had already read the book because the character's reasonings and ways have already been written before. It just felt a bit unoriginal. 

I give this book 3 stars because it was well-written and it was a cute read, however, there was just not enough in the book for me to either love it or hate it. It was just okay. 


I woke the next morning with a faint pounding in the back of my head. Scrubbing at my face, I glanced down to find myself twisted in the sheets. I sighed and stretched, feeling sore in a wide, new array of places. As my fingers traced circles in the softness of the fabric, the fog lifted and my less than moral actions from last night combusted in my memory. I slowly turned to see the handsome stranger from last night soundly asleep beside me. Well, at least I didn’t have rose-tinted glasses. The man was definitely what my sister, Taylor, would call “fine.” He had a perfectly chiseled face, muscles that were rock hard and well sculpted, and big hands. And I knew their size matched up with another large member on his divine body...
I tore the sheet off me and sat up in bed, startled to find I was wearing nothing but my birthday suit. Here I was in all my naked glory. I looked around for my clothing. To my horror, I saw my dress was on the floor in multiple pieces. Jenson had apparently shredded it. In a frantic panic, I found a large New England Red Bulls jersey and tossed it over my head. I couldn’t wear just this jersey, even though it was longer than that flimsy fabric I was wearing last night.
I needed to get out of there. I quickly went to the bathroom to make sure I didn’t look like a morning after nightmare. I found a new toothbrush tucked in a drawer.
I finished my teeth and ran a brush through my hair, thinking it looked especially wild this morning. I grabbed a lock and pulled it across my nose, taking a whiff and expecting to find the scent of stale cigarette smoke.
Instead, I was hit with a wave of heady arousal.
Notes of leather and spice filled my nostrils. Ice-blue eyes. A reckless mop of dark hair.
Oh God.
“What did I do?” I squeaked before tracing my lips with my fingertips, feeling slightly bruised from too much kissing. I didn't think I'd had that much to drink, but apparently the shots and the music and everything about him had gone to my head. Snapshots of last night flooded me. I didn't do things like this, impersonal sex was never on my agenda, what was I thinking?
“Shit.”
I ran out of there like a bat out of hell, with nothing on but a soccer jersey.
Damn. Shit. Fuck.

Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

Aria's new release BLACK is the first in her modern fairy tale series. For a safe, off-the-charts HOT, and always HEA story that doesn't take a lifetime to read, get lost in an Aria Cole book!
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Friday, August 5, 2016

Excerpt--Blind Landing by Carrie Aarons


Fear stops dreams in their tracks before they even have a chance. Then again, so do injuries.
Natalia Grekov was born to win Olympic gold. As the USA’s top gymnast, she’s calm, confident and ready to make her country proud in just two short months. And her elite athlete lifestyle includes no time for distractions—especially men. When a disastrous fall in practice puts her dreams at risk, it seems the only person who can help her is the one person she wants nothing from.
Spencer Russell is gymnastics’ bad boy. A cocky, laid-back charmer with abs of steel and a witty mouth, he waltzes around the U.S. Gymnastics Training Camp like he owns the place—even though he doesn't anymore. After an injury sidelined his career and any chance at Olympic glory, he’s now just a coach, helping other gymnasts reach their goals. Serious is not a word in Spencer’s vocabulary. But when Natalia tumbles into his life, he's suddenly sincerely interested in helping the blonde beauty in any way he can.
Can they vault over the obstacles standing in their way? Or will Spencer be the distraction that causes Natalia's chance at gold to crash and burn?

 “I mean, do you see how hot he is? He’s like Julian Edelman. If Julian Edelman was hotter.”


Grace points her fork, clad with a ranch dressing soaked piece of lettuce, at me across the dinner table. Julia, Peyton and Grace are all staring at Duke across the cafeteria, his shaggy hair hanging down in his eyes as he scratches his bare abs.

“I mean, yeah, I guess he’s hot.” I spear a piece of Brussels sprout and pop it in my mouth, wishing it were pizza instead. No carb, Paleo, no sugar diets were instituted strictly for every gymnast at Filipek’s. I’d suffer for the next month and a half if it meant I was going to win gold in Rio.

“Are you even straight?! Look at him. He’s a god.” Grace pushes her plate away, her seventeen-year-old body already lighter and thinner than all of ours in her fuchsia and teal leotard.

“I’m with Nat. I mean, he’s hot, sure. But he’s got the maturity level of a toddler.” Julia eyes him quickly and then lets her dark brown hair fall over her shoulder, toying with it so that it hides her almond shaped cocoa eyes. She looks funny in her T-shirt and spandex shorts, refusing to enter the cafeteria in anything less than full attire. The girl has a serious relaxation problem.

“Fine, apparently someone named you two the judges of hotness around here. So who do you think is the sexiest guy on the training grounds?”

Peyton almost snorts into her vegetable soup. “Ask Nat about Spencer Russell. I’m sure she’ll have some opinions where he’s concerned.”

She gives me a sly smile and I want to jam my fork into her eye. See this, right here, is what I was trying to avoid in the first place. I didn’t even get the yummy, yummy sex with sexy, sexy Spencer and there is already speculation.

“What’s going on with Spencer?!” Grace yelps at the same time Julia says, “You’re hooking up with a coach?!”

I roll my eyes as tables around us start to stare. “Will you keep it down? Jesus. I’m not hooking up with anyone, least of all Spencer Russell.”

“Is that why he drove you home at one in the morning the night we went to Jenkinson’s?” Peyton adds fuel to the fire.

“What?!” Julia and Grace shriek at the same time.

Jesus fuck. “As I seem to recall, I had to get a ride home with someone else because you were puking your brain’s out in Jared’s car. How is Jared by the way?”

Peyton’s face turns almost the exact same color as Grace’s hair, and I chuckle. “I’m not sleeping with Spencer. I’m not sleeping with anyone. Unlike you crazies, I’m not addicted to chasing the male gymnasts up and down this place. I’m here to make the Olympic team, and nothing is getting in my way of that.”

I spear into another Brussels sprout and chomp down as they all stare at me.

Peyton sighs and slings her arm over my shoulder. “There’s no way you’re getting laid. But you do need to pull the stick out of your ass before you do permanent damage.”

Julia and Grace chuckle while I roll my eyes for the hundredth time.

Author of romance novels such as Red Card and the Captive Heart Duet, Carrie Aarons writes sexy, swoony and sarcastic characters who won't get out of her head until she puts them down on a page.
Carrie has wanted to be an author since the first time she opened a book. She loves spinning tales that include dapper men, women with attitude, and the occasional hunky athlete.
When she isn't in what her husband calls a "writing coma", Carrie is freeing up her jam-packed DVR, starting her latest DIY project, or planning her next travel adventure. She lives in New Jersey with her husband, who is more than happy to watch sports while his wife plots love stories.
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Monday, August 1, 2016

Review: Out of Bounds--Settling the Score by R.S. Grey



I despise Erik Winter.

He’s arrogant and cruel—a man I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy—and by some twisted turn of fate, he’s my new Olympic gymnastics coach.

I’ve had to contend with gruff coaches in the past, but Erik is far worse. His stern demeanor complements a body built for intimidation, and his reprimands come from a mouth so cunning, I know it could strip me of my defenses—if I let it.

Though each of us would love to be rid of the other forever, we are bound to each other by need and necessity. I’m his rising star, his best shot at proving himself to his critics. And without a coach, I have zero chance of winning gold in Rio.

The easiest way forward would be to wave a white flag and make peace with the man I’ll be sharing close quarters with for the foreseeable future, but he is intent on war.

Fine. By. Me.

If he pushes me, I’ll push back harder. If he wants to test me, to play with my head, I’ll show him just how many boundaries I’m willing to cross. Because I know it’s not a choice between winning or warring—not if you can have them both. At the end of it all, I plan on leaving Rio with gold around my neck and his icy heart in the palm of my hand.

I have absolute ZERO complaints about this book. This almost never happens! I'm such a picky person that I always find something to complain about. All I have for Out of Bounds is L-O-V-E. With this being said, my review will just be me stating how much I adore this book!

This is definitely R.S. Grey's hottest, most INTENSE book I have read (and I've read all of them)! She took Out of Bounds to a completely other level! I love when authors do this because it keeps us, the readers, on our toes! I literally don't know what to expect of her next release and this is so thrilling!

Brie is nicknamed the "Cinderella" of the Olympics by the press, which could not be more fitting. Brie's mom had to sacrifice everything she held dear to make sure Brie was able to live her dream of becoming an Olympian. A few weeks before leaving for Rio, Brie gets the bad news that the longtime gymnastics coach will not be heading to the games. Instead, his son will take on the reigns, his very attractive son. 

Erick is not looking forward to having five gymnasts in his house before the games, but he believes that their time in Seattle is just what they need to win gold at the games. He sets strict rules and exercises unique techniques to ensure his gymnasts are competing at the best of their ability. What he doesn't expect is Brie to constantly challenge him.

Brie has always been respectful to her coaches. There's just something about Erick that makes her lose her temper when he's around. She's constantly looking for different ways to confront him. Her strong personality made her such an enjoyable character. She knows exactly what she wants and she will do everything and anything to get it done. This girl is FIRE.

Erick was a lovable asshole. He loved provoking Brie and never backed down. He also had a strong personality, which made the clashes between the two so much more enjoyable. Also like Brie, Erick never backs down from a fight. I don't know about you, but I think this is incredible hot. The tension between the two of them was tangible! 

This book was HOT! I had to take breaks in between chapters just to cool down. Yup, it was THAT hot. I love the enemies to lovers trope and this book is definitely one of my favorite ones in the category! This book is, hands down, one of the best of 2016! Congratulations R.S. Grey! 




I am a lover of books, chocolate, reality TV, black labs, and cold weather. Seriously, if I had it my way, I would be curled up on the couch with all of those things... everyday.

I live in Texas where I spend my free time writing and reading. My favorite authors include Mindy Kaling & Jonathan Safran Foer. I'm a comedy geek and love all things "funny". Women like Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, and Mindy Kaling are definitely the biggest inspirations for my writing, though I think my work tends to skew a bit smuttier than theirs.

Friday, July 22, 2016

Review--Falling Completely by Aidan Willows

 MALIYA

Falling in love is not for me. I don’t do relationships, they never end well.
I don’t believe in fate, soul mates or happy, fairy tale endings. I’m definitely not a sweet little princess in search of her prince.
I have a plan to follow and falling in love is not part of that plan.
Nothing is going to change my mind.
Not even a domineering, gorgeous, blue-eyed firefighter who seems to be everywhere I go.

CALEB

The moment I saw her, I knew.
I knew the funny, curvy, raven haired beauty was supposed to be mine.
She may not agree with me at the moment, but I’m a patient man.
I’m not afraid to play dirty to get what I want.
And I want Maliya Abbott.


When her sister decides to move from London, across the Atlantic Ocean to Starling Falls to run an estranged relative’s bakery, Maliya Abbott is pretty sure her sister has lost her ever-loving mind.

Not wanting to be separated from the only family she has left, Maliya goes with her, a move that was only supposed to last a year. After all, training to be a doctor at the same University her parents did had always been her goal.

What she hadn’t planned on, was meeting Caleb Jameson. A man who is adamant they are destined to be together. That would be great, if she actually believed in any of that crap.

She also hadn’t planned on his insane, lovable, meddling family trying to derail her plans.

Maliya is a smart girl. She knows what she wants and what she doesn’t want. She definitely wants to go to Oxford University and train to become a doctor. She definitely does NOT want anything to do with Caleb Jameson.

Now, if only she could get her stupid heart to listen to her head.

I was contacted by the author and asked if I could review her debut book. I'm so glad I responded to her email and gave her a shot. This debut book is insanely good! 

Maliya Abbott's priority is her sister. So when her crazy little sister decides to pack her bags and move to Starling Falls, Maliya follows along, putting her dream of becoming a doctor on hold. 

Caleb has called Starling Falls home for years now. He loves what he has there. The missing piece he never believed he would find comes in the form of an angel. Not a real one. It's just Maliya, but for a few seconds he believes it's a real angel. 

Maliya and Caleb are somewhat opposites. Maliya has her life very planned out, very structured. While Caleb, lives life on the edge. Maliya doesn't believe she can love again and Caleb is an insta-love type of guy. However, one thing they do have in common is their importance of family. They both cherish their family. 

Maliya was frustrating character! I ended up loving her, but she made me angry sometimes! Maliya lives her life with an irrational fear that dictates everything! It was so frustrating to read about her not opening up to Caleb because of this fear. Despite this, I loved her because Maliya kept it so real. 

Caleb is one big sweetheart! He lives his life so passionately, which makes him so irresistible. Caleb has a rough past, but he's learned to accept it and move on. Now, he has a close-knit family he adores and wouldn't trade it for the world. 

I'm really excited about Aidan Willow's upcoming books. If this book is any indication of how good her books will be, I believe she'll have a very successful future as an author! I can't wait for this series to be continued. 4 stars! 

Aidan Willows lives in London, England. She graduated from the University of London with a degree in Psychology. 

After spending an absurd amount of time in the company of her e-reader, she finally decided to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and finally let loose all those imaginary friends she has floating around in her head. 

She is an avid reader, daydreamer, tea fanatic, amateur baker (though her and bread have a tempestuous relationship), appreciator of all things whiskey related and she generally watches far too much television.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Cover Reveal--Blind Landing by Carrie Aarons

RELEASE DAY: AUGUST 4, 2016
Fear stops dreams in their tracks before they even have a chance. Then again, so do injuries.
Natalia Grekov was born to win Olympic gold. As the USA’s top gymnast, she’s calm, confident and ready to make her country proud in just two short months. And her elite athlete lifestyle includes no time for distractions—especially men. When a disastrous fall in practice puts her dreams at risk, it seems the only person who can help her is the one person she wants nothing from.
Spencer Russell is gymnastics’ bad boy. A cocky, laid-back charmer with abs of steel and a witty mouth, he waltzes around the U.S. Gymnastics Training Camp like he owns the place—even though he doesn't anymore. After an injury sidelined his career and any chance at Olympic glory, he’s now just a coach, helping other gymnasts reach their goals. Serious is not a word in Spencer’s vocabulary. But when Natalia tumbles into his life, he's suddenly sincerely interested in helping the blonde beauty in any way he can.

Can they vault over the obstacles standing in their way? Or will Spencer be the distraction that causes Natalia's chance at gold to crash and burn?

 Gerek claps again and I look over in his direction. “Thank you for being able to join us this morning, Spencer.”

Turning towards the gym’s front doors, I watch Spence. It’s still strange, rolling his shortened nickname around in my mouth, but he insisted I call him that after I told him to call me Nat, so here we are. He strolls in, clad in his typical wardrobe of sandals and workout shorts.
And nothing else.
Jesus, he’s sexy. With all of those carved-out-of-stone muscles and short brown buzz cut, it’s like he should be in a Marines uniform instead of a chalk covered training center. He looks like he just rolled out of bed three seconds ago, and I squirm in my split. Which only adds to my building frustration as the carpet and my leotard create friction below my waistline.
“Oh, no problem, boss. Anything for you guys.” He gives a lopsided grin and jumps onto a stack of mats, lounging with one elbow propping him up. It’s as if he’s posing for a non-existent camera, like he’s the star model for a shoot in Gymnastics Monthly.
Actually, I think he did have a five-page spread a couple years back and I have it somewhere in my desk at home.
“Grace, Julia, Natalia, Peyton, Quinn and Lila … you are headed to the bars gym for the first part of practice today. Spencer, Anka and I will be assessing the men on pommel horse for the first part of the day, so you will be helping with the girl’s bar workout.”
My stomach flips. Bars is my best event, I’m not nervous about that. I could do my routine, which is one of the hardest of anyone at Sikora’s, in my sleep.
But having Spence watching me with those clover green eyes? Tracking my body as it spins and flies through the air? It makes the butterflies in my stomach explode.
I know he likes me, genuinely likes me. I know because he told me. And I genuinely like him too. We also find each other hot, or else we wouldn’t have gotten naked together in the Atlantic Ocean last night. That’s obvious.
But I don’t do boyfriends. Especially not boyfriends who are gymnasts. And don’t even get me started on the gymnast turned coach thing. Even if he isn’t my coach. Point is, I don’t even do hookups. Sure, I have in the past, but most of the time I find that the sex isn’t worth it and things just get awkward. Most would call me more adult than my years in this thought-process, but being an elite athlete means having to grow up fast. My biography might read nineteen, but I’ve been told I have the maturity and life view of a thirty-year-old. Talk about being jaded.
The whole relationship thing, no matter what form it’s in, is just too messy. And as much as I hate the Sikora’s and everything they stand for, I need to focus to achieve my goals. I’m not here to fulfill anyone else’s dreams, just my own.
I don’t have time for Spencer Russell. And what’s more, I have a feeling Spencer Russell does not have time, or serious interest, for me either.
Spence salutes Anka and Gerek, taunting them and crossing the line just a little further than anyone would dare where they’re concerned.
Then he turns to our group. “Alright ladies, let’s get moving. Someone remind me again, what’s this low bar for?”
The rest of our group giggles and bats their eyes at Spencer, but I just roll mine. His humor about the difference between the men’s high bar and the women’s uneven bars is the oldest joke in the book.
“Why don’t you watch and learn? We’ll show you what real gymnastics looks like.”
I skirt past him, pulling my gym bag over my shoulder as I exit the building and head to one of the countless warehouse buildings on the grounds that houses all of the bar equipment. The rest of the girls push their way in after me, a sea of brightly colored leotards, bare legs and ponytails.



Author of romance novels such as Red Card and the Captive Heart Duet, Carrie Aarons writes sexy, swoony and sarcastic characters who won't get out of her head until she puts them down on a page.
Carrie has wanted to be an author since the first time she opened a book. She loves spinning tales that include dapper men, women with attitude, and the occasional hunky athlete.
When she isn't in what her husband calls a "writing coma", Carrie is freeing up her jam-packed DVR, starting her latest DIY project, or planning her next travel adventure. She lives in New Jersey with her husband, who is more than happy to watch sports while his wife plots love stories.
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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Blog Tour--Anything But Love by Daisy Prescott



RELEASE DAY: JULY 19, 2016

Another wingman bites the dust in this enemies to lovers story…

For the past year, I’ve been working my butt off to start my own coffee company on Whidbey.

A weekend in Cabo with sun, tiny bikinis, and vacation hook-ups is exactly the kind of tension relief I need.

What I don’t need is a bruised jaw, having to bribe my way out of jail, a hellion set on ruining my life, and my mother seeing a picture of my assets on "The Twitter."

Caribou Caldwell is my worst nightmare.

Unfortunately, she’s also the star of my sexiest dreams.

What happens when a small town guy becomes the focus of a million fantasies? As Erik Kelso navigates his sudden notoriety, will his feelings for Cari turn out to be anything but love?

Anything but Love is the third book in the Wingmen series, a spin off of Modern Love Stories. Like all Wingmen books, it can be read as a standalone romantic comedy.

When the sky finally releases its rain, its in a downpour and not a mist.
Cari takes off in a jog, yelling, Race you!
I give her a twenty-second lead and then decide to make it thirty seconds. She holds my cap with one hand, trying to keep the rain out of her face.
At forty-five seconds, I take off in a slow run. The sand slows me down a little, so I stick close to the water.
I catch up to her before we reach the tidal pool and reduce my pace to match hers. She scowls and tries to sprint through the deeper sand.
When I pass her, I jog backward for a few steps. She flips me her favorite finger.
Grinning, I race up the stairs. Once I hit the concrete, I sprint to our cars.
I cant recommend running in jeans, but the look on Caris face when she sees me leaning against my truck makes it worth it.
Her cheeks are flushed and shes breathing hard.
Combined with the way she moves when she dances, I now have a clear picture of what shed be like in bed.
I think you should tell a girl upfront youre a runner if she challenges you to a race.Her chest heaves with her breath, drawing my eyes to her breasts.
You didnt discuss race parameters before you took off. No one to blame but yourself.
What are you? Some sort of marathoner?
All State in track.
Yeah, that was when? A decade ago? I competed in gymnastics from five until fourteen, but thats not helping me now.
I add bendy and flexible to the things I imagine about Cari in bed.
I compete in the occasional triathlon.
Your stamina is impressive. Youre not out of breath at all.
I push off from the side of the truck and cage her against her car. You like my stamina? Now imagine how good I am in bed.
Her gasp is soft, but I catch it. I want to shock her. Something about her gets under my skin. I want her to feel the same.
With a low chuckle, I snatch my cap from her hair.  
She grabs for it and I hold it over my head. When she jumps, her body slides against mine as she lands.
My stamina may be impressive, but my self-control sucks.



Before writing funny contemporary romances about adults, I dreamed of being an author while doing a lot of other things. Antiques dealer, baker, blue ribbon pie-maker, fangirl, freelance writer, gardener, pet mom and wife are a few of the titles I’ve acquired along the way.

Born and raised in San Diego, my husband and I currently live in a real life Stars Hollow in the Boston suburbs with our dog, Hubbell, and an imaginary house goat who remains nameless.