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One letter changed my life. 

One night with him might change my forever. 

Inheriting a beach house in a small town you’ve never heard of is less than ideal.

Falling for the broody bar owner who hates me because he wants the house? Even worse.

I came to Carrington Cove for one reason—to renovate the home I knew nothing about, sell it, and get back to my life in D.C. and my multi-million dollar business. 

There was nothing on the agenda about falling for Dallas, the sexy former Marine who chastises me about my manners and withholds how to fend off the murderous geese on my property.

Fighting with him becomes our own messed up form of foreplay. But his tongue? Turns out it has other talents than just sparring with me verbally.

Our banter turns to moans in the dark, our arguments turn to learning more about each other, and the closer we get, the more I question whether I’m meant to stay here with the man I’m falling for.

Until one night, I realize that he and I share a connection neither one of us could have seen coming.

Would I leave this town feeling more lost in my life than ever before?

Or was it possible that I finally found somewhere I belong?

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Releasing

May 29th, 2024

Releasing

May 29th, 2024

It all started with Jack & Diane…
And no, not the couple from the popular 80’s song—the couple that signed a five-dollar bill with their names and the location of The Livingston Cabin in Copper Ridge, Colorado.

And I just so happened to acquire that five-dollar bill on the same day of the funeral of a close friend AND the day I was supposed to be getting married.
Coincidence? Perhaps.
A sign? I think so.

After a short internet search, I found the cabin in question and wasted no time booking a trip for myself to the magical house tucked high in the mountains.

But apparently someone else wanted to experience The Livingston Cabin during the same ten days as I did—and he was hotter than sin.

Carson took five years off of my life when I discovered him in my place of solitude. But he also became Santa’s helper as he opened me up to more fun and adventure than I ever thought possible.
The magic of Copper Ridge cast a spell over us for those ten days, and then one question remained when our time was up…

Did we find love just like Jack and Diane did all those years ago? Or were we both still lost after our stay in Copper Ridge?

Sydney Matthews.

Prom queen, cheerleading captain, and royal pain in my ass.

I haven’t seen her in ten years and in our first reconciliation, I end up with soda spilled on the crotch of my pants while she sways in front of me in her cowboy boots.

I chalk up our meeting as a coincidence, but then she starts popping up everywhere, including the self-defense class I teach in the evenings at my best friend’s gym.

Tight spandex slathers her curves and her sassy mouth starts to play tricks on my mind, making me yearn for a girl that is so far out of my league it’s not even funny.

You see, Sydney is a lawyer now, and I just got out of prison.

I’m trying to get my life back on track and stay away from temptation. But the princess from the other side of town is igniting a craving in my body that I can’t ignore.

Seems she feels it too because one night she asks me to fuck her and I about choke on my tongue.

Friends with benefits becomes the game we’re convinced we’re playing, but there’s a lot more friendly behavior happening than should.

And the lines get blurred so quickly, I feel myself falling for the girl that I want to corrupt with every flick of my tongue.

The girl I shouldn’t want, but do with every fiber of my body.

But will she still want me when she finds out what I did?

Will I fit into her world? A world that comes with an overbearing father who thinks he knows what’s best for his daughter even at twenty-eight?

One thing is for certain though:
When it comes to falling for Sydney Matthews, I’m guilty as charged.

“Hey, Cookie Monster.”

I’m not one for nicknames, but this one comes from the most attractive man I’ve ever seen, and I can’t say that I hate it, particularly because I do have an affliction for cookies.

It all started when I became obsessed with this idea of two people falling in love over food in the grocery store. They’d reach for the same item, a spark of electricity would follow, and they’d live happily ever after. The end.

That’s the idea I had for my next romance novel, but no matter how many times I tried to start the story, it fell flat. I needed to see it in action, so I started trolling my neighborhood grocery store, people-watching while eating cookies straight from the package.

And then he said hello.

Who is he, you ask?

The insanely hot and charming butcher from behind the meat counter.

Apparently while I was watching people, hoping that they would fall in love, he was watching me.

With encouragement from my bold and borderline inappropriate best friend, I give in to his charm and agree to date the man. And suddenly, my creativity sparks as well.

I write love for a living without having experienced the head-over-heels type myself. Until Dylan shows me that that there are men out there that are real-life book boyfriends.

But love can’t always be easy and conflict is almost guaranteed to arise.

I watch people fall in love. Write about it too. But this time, is it finally my turn to fall?