First Kiss Friday with guest Jennifer Skully & a giveaway

26 Friday May 2017

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Be My Guest, Contemporary, First Kiss Friday, Jennifer Skully, Romance

Today I’d like to welcome back my friend, author Jennifer Skully. Jennifer and I know each from our local chapter of Romance Writers of America, an organization I am truly grateful for regarding my writing career. Today, Jennifer has a first kiss excerpt from her latest novel, Pretty in Pink Slip, that is available fro preorder and what a first kiss scene it is too! Jennifer is also offering a giveaway to a random comment of the first two ebooks in this series, Desire Actually, After Office Hours, Book 1, and Love Affair to Remember, After Office Hours, Book 2. Read on for her excerpt from her latest novel and don’t forget to leave her a comment to be in the running for the giveaway. Happy Reading!

First Kiss Excerpt:

She wanted to ask so many questions, exactly when he’d gotten divorced, did he date, why he’d never remarried—though that was probably obvious, the workaholic syndrome again.

But none of it was her business. She didn’t want to get all tangled up in his life—he was the CEO after all. Besides, she didn’t need a man in her life telling her what to do or disapproving of her decisions or expecting her to wait on him or correcting her.

So why had she invited him to help her finish the leftovers? Especially now that she couldn’t get rid of him until he was ready to go.

If only it didn’t feel so right and comfortable to have him filling up her living room. If only his body so close to hers didn’t feel divine.

If only she’d woken up Joy instead of letting Brett carry her daughter to bed.

She jumped up then, almost as if she’d do something she’d regret later if she didn’t get away from him.

“More wine,” she explained as she practically ran to the kitchen. Thank God her wineglasses were small; there was just enough left in the bottle to fill them both halfway. It was a cheap brand, and she felt slightly ashamed, but whatever, he knew it now. Her whole existence was about money and how much things cost. She blushed just remembering Joy’s comment about the stuffed animal being 50 percent off, like she was teaching her daughter to be cheap. But really it was about not being wasteful.

Why did having him in her house make her feel like she needed to justify herself? Why did it make her feel like she was less than?

The onslaught of negativity had her marching back into the living room, the wine bottle in her hand. He was still sitting there, larger than life, in her living room, big, bold, and beautiful, making her breath catch. Making her want. “You know, I just have to ask this. Because I don’t understand. What do you really want from me? To promise I’m not going to sue? That I’m not going to screw up the deal with The Nelson Group? That I’ll keep everyone’s secret about how badly Rhonda treats people?”

He rose, slowly, until she felt like he towered over her, and padded across the carpet like a stealthy predator sneaking up on her, stopping only inches away so that his scent invaded her thoughts, her mind.

“What I really want,” he said so softly it was little more than a sexy whisper she felt across her skin, “is to taste every inch of your body.”

The wine bottle slipped from her numb fingers, landing unbroken on the carpet and rolling a few inches.

There wasn’t a breath left in her lungs, and she was suddenly lightheaded, swaying, drifting into him.

He reached out, so very slowly, giving her time to stop him if she wanted to, if she could. But she didn’t have the will to move a muscle.

His big hand slid beneath her hair, wrapped around her nape, pulled her close until she had to tip her head back to see him. He took her lips with a gentleness that set her blood humming in her veins and her skin buzzing. He tasted of the sweetness of wine and sizzling male. She opened her mouth to him without thought, without fight. With need and desire. With carnal loneliness.

God, he was so good. So perfect. Taking and giving, sliding his tongue over hers, setting her on fire and melting her down. There was just his hand holding her, his mouth drawing her in, and his scent draping her like a sensual curtain. He didn’t touch her anywhere else, didn’t press his hard body against hers.

Yet it was like he owned every inch of her that he’d said he wanted to taste.

When he backed off, her lips and body followed him as if they had all the will and she had none. She opened her eyes, realizing only then that she’d closed them.

He regarded her with a steel-gray gaze. “Whatever you decide to do about Rhonda isn’t going to make any difference to how much I want to drag you down onto the carpet right this very minute.” A little flame seemed to blaze in his eyes. “But I’m not going to do that no matter how badly I want it. I won’t bother you again this weekend. You need time to think. Time to separate this—” He pulled her in for one more devastating taste of his mouth. “—and work.”

He bent down, swiping the wine bottle up off the carpet and reaching around her to set it on the kitchen table. “No matter what you decide, today was the best day I’ve had in a long, long time.” He grinned suddenly, like a little boy. “Except the day my granddaughter Valerie was born.”

Then he was gone. Leaving behind only the heady scent of big, hot male.

Pretty in Pink Slip (After Office Hours, Book 3)
By Jennifer Skully

She’s a single mother. He’s a brilliant CEO. And she’s got something he wants. Badly.

Ivy Elliot dreams of being a stay-at-home mom, but in a career-oriented world, she’s reluctant to admit it. Besides, she’s a single mother and quitting work to homeschool her daughter just isn’t an option. Asking for a raise, however, is an alternative. But when she works up the nerve, disaster strikes. Instead of a raise, Ivy gets the dreaded pink slip.

But Ivy is also handed the key to making her dream come true. If she sues the company for the terrible names her boss Rhonda called her when she asked for a raise… she might very well get millions.

She gave her heart and soul to the wrong man once. Can she ever trust enough to give it all again?

Brett Baker has worked his whole life to be able to take a company of his own into the Fortune 500, and he’s sitting on the cusp of his dream. Until Ivy could potentially ruin all his plans by suing the company for discrimination and harassment. He’s got to use every weapon in his arsenal to make sure she doesn’t do that.

Even if it means falling in love with her.

Pretty in Pink Slip is as an exclusive preorder on iBooks and will be released on July 14.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/pretty-in-pink-slip/id1238924428?mt=11

After Hours Series in Order
Desire Actually
Love Affair to Remember
Pretty in Pink Slip

Bio

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Skully is a lover of contemporary romance, bringing you poignant tales peopled with hilarious characters that will make you laugh and make you cry. Look for Jennifer’s series written with Bella Andre, starting with Breathless in Love, The Maverick Billionaires Book 1. Writing as Jasmine Haynes, Jennifer authors classy, sensual romance tales about real issues such as growing older, facing divorce, starting over. Her books have passion and heart and humor and happy endings, even if they aren’t always traditional. She also writes gritty, paranormal mysteries in the Max Starr series. Having penned stories since the moment she learned to write, Jennifer now lives in the Redwoods of Northern California with her husband and their adorable nuisance of a cat who totally runs the household. Join her newsletter for updates on contests, new releases, and freebies by going to jenniferskully.com.

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First Kiss Friday with my guest Amanda J. Clay

31 Friday Mar 2017

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Be My Guest, Dark Comedy, First Kiss Friday, New Adult, Romance

It’s First Kiss Friday and I’m wrapping up a month of giving back to the San Francisco Area Chapter of Romance Writers of America by featuring some of their authors. Today’s guest is Amanda J. Clay with her first kiss scene from Lies in the Darkness. Get out your fan and happy reading!

Excerpt:

Sophie was leaning up against the oak tree in the backyard trying to sort through what had happened inside. She’d been groped by some douche bag frat boy—nothing new. But Davis had flown to her rescue like a possessive pit pull, only to turn on her a moment later. What was going on with him? Moreover, why did she even care what was going on with him? Davis Thomson was a thorn in her ass and had been since Waverly. She shouldn’t give two shits about his schizophrenic behavior.

“Hey there,” a gritty twang struck a chord in her ear. Sophie jumped and turned to see Davis strutting toward her, a bottle of Fireball whiskey in hand.

“Thought you were a Bacardi man,” Sophie said dryly, eyeing the bottle but not bothering to make eye contact.

Davis smirked and took a deep swig.

“Ran out. And ya know I’ve been known to take what I can get. At least that’s what the rumors say.” His Elvis lip curled at the corner.

“So I hear.”

“You alright out here?”

Sophie sighed and leaned against the Oak tree. She sipped on her Pacifico and tried to avoid catching that smoky gaze of his—the gaze that seemed to slither over her skin.

“Yeah, just needed some air. Things were a little tense in there.”

“Um, I’m sorry for what I said …” Davis started but his words trailed off. He took another swig from the whiskey bottle.

“It’s ok. I should have given you some credit for knocking that asshole down. Thanks, I guess.”

Davis shrugged. “Whatever.”

“What’s your problem with me?”

“Problem?”

“Yeah, problem. Why is everything I do such an insult to you?”

Davis snickered and sipped but didn’t respond.

“Whatever. I can’t even talk to you.” Sophie shook her head and turned to focus on anything other than him.

“You really don’t get it, do you?” Davis laughed with the lilt of liquor on his voice.

Sophie groaned into the air.

“Get what? Get how you think you think I’m such a fucking disaster? Join the club.”

“Get how I feel about you!” he snapped.

Sophie stopped mid-retort and furrowed her brows.

“What are you talking about?”

Davis sighed and raked his hand through his dark hair. He took another swig of Fireball.

“I should fucking hate you, you know that? You’re selfish and you toy with people’s emotions. You nearly destroyed one of my best friends. You have the worst fucking judgment of anyone I think I’ve ever met.”

Sophie laughed indignantly.

“Wow, thanks for that glowing review. Are you done?”

“No!” He took a step toward her.

“How drunk are you?”

“Pretty fucking drunk!” Davis rubbed his jaw. “You know, you act like everything is so damn hard for you when every problem you have is completely self-inflicted. You’re your own worst enemy, Sophie. You should be the last person I should ever want to … want to …”

The world stopped around her as something pent up and fuming fled to the surface of Davis’ face. His firm jaw clenched and his shoulders rose and fell with heavy breath.

“Want to what?” she nearly whispered.

Davis took another aggressive step forward and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her closer to him until she could feel his hot, cinnamon breath on her cheek. His smoky eyes burned a hole through her chest.

“Want to this.” His lips were suddenly crushing hers. She nearly fell backward with the force of his mouth, but his arm wrapped around her waist to steady her. His tongue pressed against her lips until they parted and welcomed him deeper. Whiskey, cigarettes and cinnamon filled her mouth as he tasted her. He pushed his body into hers until her back was against the tree, the sharp bark digging into her skin through her thin tank top. His hands pressed against the tree as his hips dug into her sides and she could feel the extent of his desire pressing through his jeans against her. It was everything wrong and everything right tangled together in a confusing mess. One hand found its way to her waist and squeezed her body deeper into his as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth. She moaned against his lips as an unfamiliar flame roared at her center.

Then like the rip of a bandage, he pulled away. Nearly stumbling, she stood gushing and vulnerable in the darkness.

Davis stepped back and Sophie struggled for breath. For a moment, he said nothing as he searched her eyes. Sophie touched her fingertips to her swollen lips and searched herself for something to say.

“Davis,” she finally whispered. “I …”

He stroked the line of her jaw and shook his head slowly.

“You don’t have to say anything. Just … let’s just leave the moment as it is.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead, then turned and walked back to the house. Sophie collapsed to her knees and began to sob.

Lies in the Darkness
New Adult, Dark Comedy

It’s senior year at Pacific State University and all-night parties, cheap hookups and regrets are the ruling pastimes.

Sophie DeLuca used to be a nice girl—but that was before Luke Lamanuzzi tore her heart to shreds. Now she’s a walking trail of vodka-soaked destruction, something her sexy, smooth-talking coworker Davis won’t let her forget. He might have a secret crush on her—but his playboy reputation would never let him admit it. His best friend Blake’s own love of all-nighters and debauchery comes crashing to a halt when a one-night stand backfires. Level-headed Cassie seems like she’s the one who has it all together, but she’s just better at hiding her skeletons.

Ungracefully pirouetting in and out of love triangles, drug addictions and unwanted pregnancies, four friends stumble their way through their last year of study and try to grasp the realities of the world on the other side.

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Amanda J. Clay is a writing YA and Adult fiction from Dallas, TX. A California native, she had a fantastic time studying English and Journalism at Chico State University and then a very serious time slaving away for a Master’s degree in Communications from California State University, Fullerton. When she’s not staring at a computer screen, she spends most of her spare time on some new fitness addiction and plotting world adventures.

She is the author of Lies in the Darkness and Rebel Song.

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First Kiss Friday with guest Pamela Gibson

17 Friday Mar 2017

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Be My Guest, Contemporary, Romance

Today on First Kiss Friday, I have guest Pamela Gibson who is a member of my local chapter of Romance Writers of America. We hope you enjoy this excerpt and first kiss scene from A Kiss of Cabernet. Happy reading!

A Kiss of Cabernet By Pamela Gibson

The sweetest vintage of all is the one you can’t have…

Napa Valley vineyard manager Paige Reynoso is furious. After a six-year absence, her boss—big-city entrepreneur Jake Madison—has returned, only to announce he’s selling the vineyard. Paige has always dreamed of buying Garnet Hill, which sits on land where her ancestors first settled, but without the cash, she’s out of luck. And then there’s an even bigger problem…she has a serious thing for the surprisingly tempting man who’s just destroyed her dream.

Jake’s in a tight spot. With his other business ventures struggling, he needs cash— fast. The last thing he needs is the too-lovely Paige convincing him the grapes are an effective long-term investment. Or needing Paige herself, whose spirit and heart bring his to life. But as their attraction grows, Jake knows he’s not in a position to offer her anything beyond this moment. Because Jake has a big secret…and it has nothing to
do with sour grapes.

Excerpt

Rain came down in sheets now, and Jake scanned the fields, looking for Paige. He thought he spotted her in the distance, so he ambled in that direction.

He called out to her, but his voice was muffled by the rain. He continued toward the downward slope until he saw her with a full bin at the end of a row. She had taken the farm’s tractor to haul the smaller bin of blending grapes to the barn and was climbing into the seat. The others had already been hauled off to the waiting wineries.

“I’m through here,” she shouted. “Climb on the back of the trailer. I’ll give you a ride.”

Jake found a spot where he could hang onto the full bin for support.

The trip back seemed endless, and both were drenched by the time they stowed the bin. Everyone else had gone home.

“We’ll take these to the winery tomorrow and see if they’re even usable,” said Paige, pulling the doors shut behind her. She was breathless and beaming. Her smile generated as much warmth as a solar plant.

“My God, you’re like the aurora borealis.”

“I’m always happy when harvest ends,” she said. “Aren’t you happy, too?”

“To tell the truth, I’m going to collapse any second.”

They stood looking at each other, and Jake’s fatigue disappeared. Raindrops kissed her face like dew on an open rose. Her wet clothes, molded to her skin, displayed every luscious contour and curve. She was a nymph, risen from the sea, the magnetism of her smile drawing him forward, warming him as surely as a tropical sun. He wasn’t standing in a muddy field in a Napa Valley vineyard. He was barefoot on a deserted Caribbean beach, his toes sinking in sand, watching his woman approach.

His woman.

The pad of his thumb caught a drop meandering down her jaw to her neck, where his lips wanted to be. Forgetting all of his good intentions, he pulled her into his arms, her breasts tight against his chest.

She trembled against him, straining into his body. Her hair smelled like rainwater and damp earth, her body cool and supple. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, he covered her mouth with his own, letting the moment take him, forgetting about the rain that pounded around them or the breeze that had turned chilly. He wanted her. Here, now, between growing vines and fallen leaves, in the rain and the mud. Anywhere. And she wanted him, too.

“Let’s get out of this,” he said, pulling her toward the house.

She didn’t move, her anxious eyes searching his face.

“This is madness, Jake.”

“Is it?”

She hesitated and took a deep breath, as if considering her response.

“Come on before we drown.” He tugged at her arm.

Nodding, she took his hand and they ran for the house.

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Pamela Gibson writes on a 32-foot Nordic Tug, a trawler called Sea Bear. Married to a man who has salt water in his veins, they spend half their time cruising and half their time on land. The Sonoma and Napa Valleys are her favorite settings, full of stories waiting to be told. But there will be others, inspired by the cruising lifestyle that took her from Mobile, AL to the East Coast, to the Great Lakes, and down the rivers of middle America back to the Gulf.
Pamela is the mother of two, grandmother to a yellow lab, four rescue cats, a lizard and a fish. She has a bachelor’s degree in history, a master’s in public administration, and was lucky enough to win or final in twelve contests while honing her craft.
She’s addicted to chocolate, white sand beaches, and all the trappings of Christmas. She loves to hear from readers. Connect with her and sign up for her newsletter or blog at http://www.pamelagibsonwrites.com or follow her at:

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First Kiss Friday with guest Jennifer Skully & a Giveaway!

10 Friday Mar 2017

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Contemporary, First Kiss Friday, Jennifer Skully, Romance

Today on First Kiss Friday I’m welcoming my friend Jennifer Skully and her characters from Desire Actually. Jennifer would also like to do a giveaway. One lucky comment will be randomly chosen as the winner of her giveaway. If the comment chosen is a US resident, the reader will received a signed print; if the comment chosen is an international reader, Jennifer will gift an eCopy.

We hope you’ll enjoy this the excerpt. Happy reading and don’t forget to comment for your chance to win!

Desire Actually (After Office Hours, Book 1)
By Jennifer Skully

Anything can happen After Office Hours.

What does a red-blooded, All-American male do when his wife asks for a divorce—by email, no less—claiming he’s too vanilla in the bedroom?

He gets a sexy tutor for after-office-hours sessions, of course.

Enter Jordana Davis, a work colleague who offers to share the mysterious secrets of what women really want—Desire, Actually. Grady Masterson is more than willing to listen to every seductive suggestion.

He aces sexting and phone sex as the sparks start to fly between them. Then Jordana imagines that Grady could be the one she hadn’t been looking for. If only he wasn’t taking lessons from her to win back his wife.

How far would you go to win the one you love?

First Kiss Excerpt

They approached her car. His was on the other side of the lot. “Goodnight,” he said.

“Goodnight,” she answered, digging in her purse for her keys.

She beeped her remote as he headed for his own car. They hadn’t talked about phone sex, sexting, or his next lesson. There’d only been room for Darlene and his little white lie.

He was a couple of parking spots away when he turned. Opening her door, she threw her purse across to the passenger seat. A light evening breeze picked up her hair, blowing it gently, prettily. Her legs were long and toned beneath the short black skirt she wore.

He didn’t think, he simply acted. In four long strides, he was on her. Grabbing her arm, he hauled her close, a breath whooshing out of her. Then her lips were beneath his.

Her mouth opened, and her taste was as tangy and sweet as her citrus scent. He enveloped her with both arms, the press of her breasts against him, her cherried nipples as tight and hard as she’d described to him every night. He sank into her, teasing the recesses of her mouth, her tongue flirting with his. Then he growled in his throat and devoured her, taking the kiss deep. He tasted her moan, felt it vibrate against him, inside him. The fire in her lips consumed him, engulfed them both. She trembled in his arms. His blood roared in his ears and pulsed in his fingertips where he touched her. He flared to life like a lit match, burning hot, until they were both breathing fast, gasping, and he pulled back just to make sure he hadn’t lost his mind, that she was real.

“Oh my dear James,” she said on a puff of air. “Now that was a kiss.”

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First Kiss Friday with author Kryssie Fortune

24 Friday Feb 2017

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Contemporary, First Kiss Friday, Romance

Let’s give a warm First Kiss Friday to my guest Kryssie Fortune and her characters from Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine! Happy reading and enjoy.

Firstly, I need to thank Sherri for letting me drop by and tell you about Abigail and Jared’s first kiss.

Excerpt:

When Abigail’s Great-Aunt Edith died, her will said she and her brother could only inherit her fortune if they married within a year. Lacking self-confidence, and convinced she can attract a husband, Abigail advertises for a husband. Jared’s a former Marine who has just set up his own business, but he needs money to get his family out of a hole. He answers an advertisement, thinking it’s for mercenary work. Instead Abagail asks him to marry her, and he accepts. The don’t share their first kiss until after they’ve married.

Oblivious, Ben chattered on. “Hey, you get to spend the night in the honeymoon suite. It’s bright pink and tacky, if you ask me, but my gran does her best. All the romantic stuff sucks anyway. Got to run. I promised I’d help Mom get the ballroom ready.”

Jared took the seat Ben had vacated. “Tacky, huh?”

Abigail’s cheeks flamed. “No tackier than our arrangement. Sorry, I didn’t expect the ceremony to be so difficult. I see you met Sean Mathews and William Holland. William and his wife live three doors along from me. Sorry, I mean us. Sean’s kind of my surrogate older brother while Adam’s away. I hope they didn’t give you a hard time.”

He covered her hand with his. “Not at all. They just told me how lucky I am to have married you and threatened to set their dogs on me if I hurt you.”

She laughed, clearly thinking he exaggerated, but his face never slipped. “Really? Jared, I’m sorry. That’s awful.”

He shook his head. “I’m glad they’re looking out for you. You did a kind thing for the kid, asking him to sit in with your class.”

He’d never noticed the way her smile turned her from unremarkable to stunning before, but she glowed when he spoke about her class. He vowed to spend the night at her side and see how many times he could make her smile again. What, with those long legs and her smile, she held a promise of something more than dowdy clothes and a self-sacrificing streak.

He stared out to sea for a moment, then spotted Sean and William watching from the beach. Not that he cared. The way his new wife radiated kindness and warmth touched him deeply. He had a sudden need to kiss her, so he leaned over the table and brushed his lips over hers, offering a taste of everything they’d share later. The way she backed off and blushed reminded him of a skittish colt. He liked his women sassy but submissive. His wife was a sweet-natured virgin who blushed at his touch.

He stood and offered her his hand. “Let’s go inside. We can get through this, but it might be a long night.”

With another of her glorious smiles, she took his hand and let him lead her indoors. When they stepped through the door, they realized half of Westhorpe Ridge had gathered to toast their nuptials. William and Sean fastened their dogs’ leashes to a rail outside and followed them in.

The room erupted into good-natured teasing and cheers. Determined to play his part better this time, Jared put his arm around Abigail’s shoulders and pulled her close.

He soon realized she had a kind word for everyone in the room. As he downed another glass of champagne, he felt proud of the woman he’d married. Maybe they could build their relationship on mutual respect and friendship. He wanted nothing to do with love, not when he was just a temporary accessory.

Sometimes later,

Abigail Jared’s gaze meshed with hers, and although neither said a word, shivers ran along her spine. A tingle of need sparked inside her womb, then burst into a bonfire of need. When he helped her to her feet, his strength made her feel small and defenseless. Any minute now, her resolve would shatter, and she’d embarrass herself by begging him to spank her.

Scooping her in his arms, he carried her toward the bed. “That was unexpected but very welcome. You’re quite a surprise, little Abby.”

Usually she protested when people shortened her name, but the way Jared called her by a pet name made her feel fluttery inside. He laid her on the screaming-pink comforter and crawled up her body. He reminded her of a jungle cat claiming its prey, and she liked it.

His lips met hers, and when his tongue delved between her lips, she wondered if he’d taste his own cum. Another sweep of his tongue, and all rational thought faded. She’d do anything this man demanded, but when their kiss ended, she moaned softly.

He chuckled and rolled one of her nipples between his finger and thumb while he explored the other with his teeth and tongue. She wanted him to bite a little harder or twist the nipple he fingered, but instead he moved his hand lower.

Jared’s fingers found her clit, teasing it with gentle strokes that made her writhe on the bed. He pushed her legs wider and kissed his way down her flat stomach before he feasted on the juices pooled in her pussy. She tensed and cried out when his tongue speared her vagina. He took his time, licking and tormenting her until she wanted to beg. She almost regretted making him come in her mouth. He kept lapping at her clit until her hands curled into the comforter and her head tossed to and fro on the pillow.

When she felt him stiffen against her leg, she whimpered for more. He chuckled against her clit, then slid one finger inside her. Hips bucking, she tried to ride his hand. Before she could find the relief she needed, he stopped and kissed his way back to her breasts. She mewled like a hungry kitten, arching her back and rotating her hips, begging him for more.

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Marriage, Murder, and the Marine is book one of my Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge series. The others are –

Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff – Sean Mathews, a former seal, gets embroiled in spy scandal that almost costs him the woman he loves.

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Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor – Adam Montgomery, an army doctor finally comes home to find he has an eleven year old son he didn’t know existed.

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Blurb for Murder, Marriage, and the Marine.

Abigail Montgomery, a small town schoolteacher with zero self-confidence, dreams of the Dickensian Christmas her family never enjoyed. Each month she attends a masked BDSM club, but her next visit will be her last. If she doesn’t marry within the next year, her brother won’t inherit Montgomery Hall. Desperate, she advertises for a husband.

Jared Armstrong, a former Marine sharpshooter and occasional Dom needs to $125,000 to get his family out of a hole. His solution—to marry Abigail Montgomery for her money. His only regret is his wife won’t accept his spanking lifestyle.

Gradually, Abigail comes to dream of making their marriage real, but she promised Jared a divorce two years after their wedding. Can they share some Christmas magic as their relationship faces extortion threats, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder? Or will Jared break her heart when he walks away?

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