Tuesday, May 24, 2016

A Bet Worth Making is here! (signed pb giveaway!)

A Bet Worth Making is now available! 

A Bet Worth Making is now available on iBooks!
(It will be avail everywhere else on 5/31 so make sure your pre-order is in.)
I hope you enjoy Casey's story as much as I do. He was so fun to write. What a sarcastic, flirty charmer! I can't wait to hear what you think! Stay tuned below for an excerpt but first....

My friend, Tawda Kandle, has just released book 2 in her NA romance series, Hanging by a Moment. This story is amazing and we want to celebrate together! But this isn't a standalone, so if you haven't read book 1, you should definitely start there.

And guess what??

I'm giving away a signed paperback from Tawdra of When We Were Us AND a signed paperback of A Risk Worth Taking!!                                                          

To enter, click the link below.

Then come back and keep scrolling for your excerpt from A Bet Worth Making!

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A  Bet Worth Making Excerpt: 

I used my forearm and the hem of my work glove to wipe my brow. This August heat was no joke. Up ahead, the humidity blurred the form of an approaching body. Sweat dripped into my eyes, clouding it further, until all I could make out was a mane of loose blond hair glinting in the light. Frayed shorts. Thin button-down blouse.

I blinked, not quite willing to hope.

Maybe it was a mirage.

I had heatstroke.

Why else would I see Jordan running toward me in the middle of this field on the hottest day so far this year?

When I blinked again, she was suddenly right in front of me—and she was still coming. I yanked the wheel of the tractor, swerving around her, but at the last second, she darted sideways and came alongside me.

“Jordan?” I said, dumbfounded.

She grinned and grabbed the handle, swinging herself up onto the foot board beside me.

“What the hell?” I demanded, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her in close to keep her from falling off the side of the damn thing.

But I wasn’t mad. Not even a little.

She looked glorious in the sunshine, her hair tangled and wild, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. Her blue eyes were like icy pools in the desert. I fell in immediately and didn’t care if I ever came up for air.

“I’m glad I caught you,” she said, swiping absently at her brow.

The sheen of sweat only added to her sex appeal. An image flashed in my mind of the two of us in the greenhouse up ahead, naked, bodies sliding against each other. I shook it away.