Teaser Tuesday

Never A Bridesmaid, Always A Bride, first kiss

It’s Teaser… Thursday? Yeah, so I forgot to put up a post Tuesday! Sorry about that! But I had to share Alyssa and Jake’s second first kiss. Neither want it to happen, but neither can resist.

Excerpt from Never A Bridesmaid, Always A Bride

Jake heard the pain in her voice. The regret. All the things he wished she’d felt when she left him. She wasn’t talking about Lana.

And dammit if Jake could stay on his side of the kitchen.

He moved around the table, stalking her. She watched him getting closer, her eyes widening with each deliberate step he took. When he reached her, Jake didn’t pause. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t even think.

He just took what was his.


His lips crashed down onto hers the same moment his hands dove into her hair. The short strands slipped through his fingers before he could grab hold. He reached for them again, and used his grip to tilt her head to suit him. She whimpered against him, her hands reaching up between them. He didn’t know if she was going to push him away or pull him closer, but he wasn’t waiting to find out.

He thrust his tongue between her teeth, prying her lips apart. She froze for a heartbeat, then stroked her tongue along his with a moan that alerted his dick to all the action going on.

He was consumed with consuming her. He needed her. He needed her to know he’d never stopped loving her. Never stopped waiting for her. He could convince her to stay this time. She wouldn’t leave him again.

She just told him so.

As his tongue stroked her, relearning her mouth and the way she liked to be kissed, his hand roamed her body. She was too tiny for him, too angular, but he didn’t care. She was Alyssa. His Alyssa. And he wasn’t going to let her go again.

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Happy Valentine’s Day

All over the world, people are waking up to gifts from their loved ones. Stores are flooded with roses, chocolate, and other gifts. It’s a great day. We all celebrate love. What could be better than that? 

Love matters. Love makes us do things we never thought possible. It’s an amazing emotion that drives many things for us. I’m hanging out on Contemporary Romance Writers today talking about the importance of love. Stop by and say hi and tell me what love means to you.

Over here though, let’s talk about love every day! We don’t need to wait for one day to celebrate love, to say I love you, or to give someone we care about a gift.

We don’t even need to do that. Little things mean the most.

When my husband rubs my feet, even though he had a long day.

When he cooks pancakes for the kids, because it’s our tradition.

When they say I love you.

When we go out of our way for someone.

We don’t need to wait until Valentine’s Day for any of that. Share your love every day. Start today!

Another thing you should start today is Love The Wine You’re With! (Like how I did that!) Readers are telling me they love this new series. Aliana said it’s her new favorite series. That’s high praise! I love that you guys are enjoying it. If you haven’t checked it out yet, grab it today. The second book, Never A Bridesmaid, Always A Bride, will be out in only three weeks!

Here’s another peek at Love The Wine You’re With. Just in case you’re still on the fence…

Alyssa was shocked to see Jake sitting at the table with her grandmother and Uncle Victor. As soon as she got up that morning, she went to find Uncle Victor and begged him to hire Jake. She didn’t explain how they met, and he didn’t ask, but she could tell by the smirk on his face he knew the whole story.


“I knew I should have fixed up that room last night. If I had, I’d have been the one this handsome man startled last night. Then maybe he’d be looking at me like I was his savior instead of you,” Nonna grumbled.

Alyssa was sure her grandmother was just trying to throw her off, but when she glanced back at Jake, his cheeks pinked and he ducked his head.

How interesting.

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Love The Wine You’re With, available now

I am so excited to have Love The Wine You’re With finally available! I’ve been anxiously waiting for this series to finally be out, and I’m loving it!

If you haven’t picked up your copy yet, don’t wait! Not that it’s going anywhere, but you’re going to love Jake and Alyssa. He’s a brooding, damaged guy with a heart bigger than New York. She’s a barely legal girl who is sick of being a child. And a virgin.

Excerpt from Love The Wine You’re With

“What’s your schedule next week? Is there a day you’re off?”

Alyssa nodded. “I’m off Wednesday.”

“Wednesday night. You. Me. A date.”

She grinned. “That sounds nice.”

Jake chuckled, the sound reverberating through her. “I don’t want you to doubt how I feel about you, Alyssa. Not ever. I’ve been going crazy thinking about you. I want you so much I can barely see straight most of the time.”

“I’ve never had sex before.”

He nodded. “I know, Alyssa. And I’m not saying I want to. I mean, yeah, I want to, but I wouldn’t be able to do that to you. I just-”

“I want to, Jake. I want you to be my first. I’ve never liked a boy the way I like you. I know I’ll regret it forever if we don’t. Please, Jake.”

She felt him grow harder against her lower back, as though talking about sex turned him on even more. “Alyssa, I need to kiss you. But I want you to know one thing first.”

Alyssa turned in his arms so she could see him. “What?”

“I’d be honored to make love to you. It’s all I’ll be able to think about now,” he said with a laugh, “but we have time. Let’s take things slow.”

Alyssa nodded. “Okay. Do you think you could kiss me now?”

Jake smiled and leaned closer. “Hell yeah.”

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Round & Ravishing, so sweet

It appears all the Amazon issues are behind us. Thank you for your patience and understanding. Again, I do apologize for what happened and will make sure it never happens again. 

Sometimes there’s a guy who’s so sweet you can’t help but adore him. I think Noah is that guy. It’s his job to take care of kids, but he’s just sweet enough to risk a toothache. Oh, but it would be worth it!

Excerpt from Round & Ravishing

“Is she your girlfriend?” a little girl that reminded be of Becca with her blonde pigtails and big blue eyes asked.

Noah winked at me and knelt in front of her. “I’m just friends with her. But see, I’m lonely since you’re still too young for me. In another ten years I’m all yours, Lucy.”

She giggled and hugged him tight. She surprised me when she hugged me then beckoned me down to her level with her little finger.

“Yes, Lucy?”

“You’re pretty. But Noah promised he’d marry me if I got better.”

I nodded solemnly, not willing to laugh at the adorable little girl. “Do you think it’s okay if I spend some time with him until you’re old enough to marry him?”

She nodded. “Yes, but only if you don’t marry him.”

“I promise, Lucy.”

When I stood again, Noah slid his arm around my waist. “You’re good with kids, aren’t you?”

I nodded. “I like kids. They’re a lot of fun.”

“Do you want kids some day?”

“I think I’d like that. Unfortunately I’m not sure that day will ever come.”

“Why not?” Noah asked, stopping me in front of a painting that had red, black, and yellow smears of paint covering a canvas.

I shrugged. “I’m not settled yet, or even close. A lot of my friends are starting to have kids and I feel like I’m so far from where they are. I’m thrilled for them because it’s what they want, but I don’t know if I’ll ever get there.”

“I’m sure you will.” We kept walking and Noah slipped his hand into mine.

“Do you want kids?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I love them, obviously, but I’d see the face of my child in every patient I’m afraid. I think I’d be terrified to miss something in my own kid.”

“I’ve always thought of life as a series of events that you can choose how they effect you. If you hide from life because of fear, you’ll regret all the things you missed out on. If you live every day as though it was a chance to share something with another person, even if that person is only in your life for a short time, you’ll be a lot happier.”

Noah stopped and turned me toward him. “Is that how you live your life, Tara?”

His voice dipped low and rumbled down my spine, eliciting a reaction from every inch of my body. I wanted to grab his hand and run out of there, living my life just a little more. But we couldn’t leave until Noah had spoken to everyone, so I had to answer the question.

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Round & Ravishing, release day

As long as you aren’t an Amazon reader, you’ve already gotten your preordered copy of Round & Ravishing. If you are an Amazon reader, I promise, the book is not four pages long. It’s much longer than that, and it’s coming. I honestly don’t know what’s going on.

Here’s what I can tell you…

  • Policies changed and I didn’t realize it. I missed the deadline.
  • I uploaded the final manuscript as soon as possible.
  • Every retailer besides Amazon had the final manuscript sent out to their readers.

But it’s still release day. It’s coming to those of you who have been waiting and haven’t gotten it yet. I’m sorry. I truly am. I understand being frustrated when you’ve been waiting this long. I’m trying to get it to you, but I can’t do anything at this point. It’s all just a waiting game with Amazon.

If you’re still at all interested though, I have an excerpt for you…

From Round & Ravishing

Three snowballs hit me before I saw where they were coming from. I launched one in his direction but it blew apart long before it hit him. The second one stayed together, but it didn’t make it anywhere near close to him. I moved closer to him and heard him laugh as he ran toward me.

“You’ll never get me!” he teased as he ran right past me, dodging the snowballs I threw toward him. He hit me in the leg, in the arm, and on my back before I ran out of snowballs.

“This isn’t fair. I don’t even know how to make a snowball,” I whined, hoping he’d take pity on me.

“I thought you grew up here.”

“I did, but I didn’t have a brother to have a snowball fight with. You need to show me how to make good snowballs.”

He stepped out from behind a tree a few yards away. “Is this a trap?”

I shook my head, my face expressionless and innocent. He moved closer cautiously. When he was standing next to me he bent to get a handful of snow and I smashed the snowballs I had in my hands in his face.

“What the hell?” he sputtered, spitting out snow and laughing. I ran away, cackling that I’d managed to trick him.

He chased me and tackled me to the ground, pinning me beneath his large frame. The snow was cold beneath me, but when he pressed his lips to mine, I forgot all about the snow.

He kissed me deep, his tongue eagerly stroking mine. I felt him harden against my hip and slid my glove-free hand into his hair, needing to feel his skin on mine. He unzipped my jacket and palmed my breast, tugging my shirt up to expose my breast. I hesitated for about a minute, but dismissed my concerns. He lived at the end of a dead-end street and we were in the backyard. No one would see us.

Then he pushed back and flashed me a smile that was pure devil.

And shoved a handful of snow in my bra.