I couldn’t figure out where to cut this, so enjoy this supersize sample of The Guy Next Door. This book is now on sale in ebook and paperback at Amazon! Look for it at other outlets in 2020. For those who’ve already purchased and left a review… thank you! If you haven’t grabbed it, or read it and haven’t posted up a positive review, I humbly ask for you to put this book in your face and let other readers know how you enjoyed it!
A rich tenor that I hoped wasn’t attached to someone standing inside my place called into the house. I glanced at Ebony, eyes wide. She bounded out of the alcove.
“Eb! Wait—” I wanted to grab her, in case it was a serial killer who haunted small towns and kidnapped cute black girls.
“Hey. We’re back here.” Brilliant, Eb. Tell him exactly where to find us, chop us up and bury us in the backyard. “Who’s there?”
Footsteps sounded on the tile just inside the door. “Hi. I’m here for Evonne.”
I followed her around the corner. “Way to tell a stranger exactly where we are, Ebony. You know that’s how that girl got murdered on last week’s episode of The Butler Did It.”
My eyes sought out anything I could use for a weapon, if I needed it. But then I realized that I wouldn’t. Need a weapon, that was.
Because I knew the man standing in my kitchen. I could never forget those soulful eyes, gorgeous dark skin, full lips… and the blue scrubs that seemed cut to fit him specifically, the way they stretched across his chest and cradled his arms in such a nice way. Read More
PEOPLE! HELLO! I am off of my health related hiatus, back on my bullshit and feeling so much better! As evidence of that … I am so excited to finally be sharing a Sample Sunday from The Guy Next Door after… counts… a LOT of months away from the Pen. Or the keyboard. Whatever. * Subject to change * I do not have a release date for this book, but look for it to hit your Kindles by October 1. The Guy Next Door The magic of small town Potter Lake strikes again when Evonne Girard— cosmetologist, podcast fan meets Taj Wright— Registered Nurse, musician following a nasty fall in […]
Today is #WIPWednesday but, gloriously, I do not have a WIP. Yesterday I decided that aside from a fun story for the fanfiction archive, I am done writing for publication for the year. I am tired, my brain is tired, I would have loved to publish four books this year, but my miiiiiiiiinds tellin’ me nooooooo.
Aannyway, I wanted to share a snippet from Curl & Dye with ya’ll. If you haven’t read it and need some convincing, look no further than Reading Romance In Color’s review of Curl & Dye. She enjoyed the small town but still black centered dynamic and the grown & sexy aspect of KC and Leslie’s relationship. Speakin’ of grown & sexy…
Grab yourself a mug of something hot and delicious and enjoy today’s sample. The title of this book is Leslie’s Curl & Dye, about two former college sweethearts who are reunited when one moves back to a small town and opens a salon in direct competition with the other. Kade Cavanaugh might be putting Leslie’s Curl & Dye out of business, but he’s hoping to win her heart back.
“Don’t let your manhood dictate the clients you choose, Gib!”
“Never sleep with the divorce attorney. It’s the oldest cliche in the book.”
I smiled, knowing this conversation was very slowly moving into an inppropriate exchange between client and attorney. But also not caring.
Unedited. Subject to change. Copywritten so don’t copy me. No pub date as of yet, but this is what I plan to work on this November. “Do you know what I do here? Do you know what this law firm is about?” Sylvia rolls her chair back from the desk and stands, then walks to the enormous window covered in floor length sheer white drapes. She pokes her finger between two sheers and peers out into the Atlanta skyline. “At Kincaid Family Law, we bring men like Warren Jackson to their knees. Go after assets. Find hidden money.” She turns from the window and strides back to her desk and […]
On one of my beach trips, I was watching the tide come in and thinking about a cute short story about a woman who owns some kind of business on an island and she meets a man she can’t resist… but she has to, because he’s not staying. That was summer of 2015…. it took all this time (and about 4 beach trips!) for this story to come together in my head.
I thought it was time for another snip… enjoy! Happy Friday! Ameenah I heard music blaring from inside the house, so I wasn’t sure if Wade could even hear the doorbell, but I kept trying it. He’d been coming by the shop every few days. I’d try to talk him into something new; he’d still choose the Frozen Sunshine, but promise that he’d try something new soon. I quickly learned that orange was his favorite flavor. Which led to me standing at his front door with a plastic container of orange cranberry muffins, leaning on the doorbell like my life depended on it. I’d almost given up when I heard […]