Olivia Callender needs a wake-up call. With a hundred-year-old hotel to rehabilitate, a staff of lovable eccentrics to marshal, and guests to keep happy, she has no one to blame but herself for daydreaming through the past few years - or her uncle's threat to take over the hotel. And Rhys Spencer isn't helping. When the sexy British chef checked in, Olivia's common sense checked out. She doesn't have time to let him distract her, even if he is feeding her hottest fantasies. But the heat they create together is too much to resist, and when they spend a luscious night in his bed, Olivia truly wakes up for the first time - only to realize just what a mess her beloved hotel is. Throw in a pair of bumbling saboteurs, a cranky exballerina, a gorilla costume, a lovesick writer, and turkey for fifty, and Olivia has her work cut out for her. All of which might be easier than convincing a certain brash Brit that he needs to wake up, too - and realize that he's hungry for her love...
I've been writing since I was a kid. What strikes me as amusing now is that a lot of those early stories were de facto romances, which is what I'm writing now. Of course, the books I'm writing now also include a mystery -- what plot isn't embellished by a dead body, right?
Just the facts? Born in Delaware, and currently living in upstate New York (waaaaay upstate -- near Canada, in fact). I've always written, but there were a lot of jobs along the way -- video store clerk, nanny, local newspaper writer, and day camp counselor among them. "Mom" is my other big job -- I have three kids -- and I've got a wonderful husband who doesn't seem to mind that I write about romance, sex, and murder.
