From the Inside Flap
"A voice as deep and smooth as her dark roast coffee ambled its way into the room."
"Just keep refreshing your lip gloss, Rachelle, so no one can see past the shine."
"His breath caressed her skin like a feather, tickling, teasing. Yes."
"He was real, unlike the power-driven, chest-beating men she was determined to avoid."
"Her mind frantically tried to backspace and delete the thought, but the desire was already out there and permanent."
He sounded like an old lawnmower cranking and sputtering before turning over.
About the Author
A healing love is at the heart of my book series because I live to write about everyday heroes.
Creating wounded yet amazing characters--discovering what drives them, frightens them, heals them, makes them laugh--is what gives me joy.