Thanks for helping me launch my newest book in my Divorced and Desperate series, Divorced, Desperate and Daring. If you are new to the series, you’ll want to snag copies of the first two books in the series, Divorced, Desperate and Delicious and Divorced, Desperate and Dating for FREE! You can download them at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo.
If you haven’t read Divorced, Desperate and Daring yet, I thought I’d give you a little taste in the form of an excerpt. Remember, when a tough, sexy cop puts on a Little Mermaid party hat just to make a little old lady happy, he might be a keeper.
Divorced, Desperate and Daring Excerpt
Dressed To Kill
The elderly Mrs. Lamb stood up and reached for some colorful paper plates on the counter. She picked up a party hat and then looked at them. “Would you two mind posing for some pictures? I’d love to post them on Facebook. I told my sister who lives in Alaska I’d post some. She was worried I would be alone on my birthday.”
“I’ve got a million-dollar smile ready.” Danny pulled the milk from the fridge and sat down.
Mrs. Lamb handed both Danny and Sheri a party hat. “I’ll get my selfie stick. I love my selfie stick.”
“A . . . selfie stick?” Danny’s eyes widened, and he leaned in and whispered the question. “What’s a selfie stick? I mean, it sounds . . .”
“Get your mind out of the gutter.” Sheri bit her lip to stop from laughing and kicked him under the table.
His eyes went wider. “It wasn’t in the gutter,” he said, grinning. “But it is now.” He laughed, and she kicked him again.
He looked down at the hat. Sheri couldn’t help but smile when she saw his eyes show serious concern. Naturally, a big, bad detective would have an issue putting on a party hat with the Little Mermaid on it and posing for a picture.
“She doesn’t mean for us to . . .” He couldn’t even say it.
Sheri put her hat on. “Get out that million-dollar smile,” she teased.
“Oh, hell.” He looked back as Mrs. Lamb came in, wearing a party hat, with her phone already attached to a long contraption. “Selfie stick,” he said under his breath.
“Let me light the candles,” Mrs. Lamb said in a light voice that matched the happiness in her eyes. “Then we’ll see if we can get all three of us in the shot.”
“Why don’t I just take it of the two of you,” Danny offered. “That way we’ll be sure to get the cake and candles in, too.”
“Don’t be silly,” Mrs. Lamb said. “I want my sister to see I celebrated my birthday with a sexy young man.”
“Okay.” He paused. “Well . . . thank you.” He looked at the hat in his hand as if it was alive. “You don’t think the hat kind of downplays the sexiness?”
“Don’t be silly. It just shows that you know how to have a good time.”
No, Sheri thought. It showed his ego wasn’t as big as his heart. If he put that hat on and allowed Mrs. Lamb to photograph him, it was because he knew how much it meant to the elderly lady.
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