What draws you to a man? Or what gets your motor running?
What’s the most romantic thing a man has done for you?
What’s the worst date/romantic disaster you’ve ever had?
If you’ve been married for a while, what sweet things does your spouse do that makes you fall in love with him all over again?
What’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for your Valentine?
Then on February 15th, I will post the winner of the Kindle on top of the February 14th Killer Fiction blog. I will also be giving away five $5 e-gift cards to Amazon.
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Being a mama is hard. But the job's even tougher when you're dead.
Cali McKay's mama isn't ready to pass over to the "other side" yet. Her unlucky-in-love daughter needs her now more than ever. Before Mama can chain-smoke her way to heaven, she's gotta make sure Cali's deadbeat ex-boyfriend doesn't get her daughter killed.
Grief Sucks. Love Heals.
Cali lost her mom to cancer. Detective Brit Lowell, lost his partner to murder. Now he's in the mood to take down some dirtbags and Cali's ex just happens to be a dirtbag leaving a trail of dead bodies behind him. Can Brit trust this beautiful woman to help take down her ex? Can Cali look past this sexy cop's hard exterior to trust him with her heart? Can life get any crazier when Mama starts meddling from the grave? Only one thing is for sure--none of it will matter, unless they catch a killer before the killer catches them.
And because it so close to Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d add my thoughts on romance—or rather, my thoughts on what a woman really wants. (Hey, isn’t that the same thing? LOL!)
I remember being in first grade and coming home and asking my mom if she’d put my hair up in pigtails the next day for school. She rolled her eyes at me in disbelief because that very morning I’d thrown a hissy fit because I hadn’t wanted to wear my hair up in pigtails. But I had good reasons for my change of heart. And you can bet it involved matters of the heart, too. You see, I’d watched a neighborhood boy named Calvin, whom I liked, pull on the pigtails of another little girl named Mary. Surely, if I wore my hair like hers, he would pull my pigtails instead of Mary’s.
At age six, I didn’t care if that boy had a six pack or a sexy gait. His toothless smile and freckles made my stomach flutter. I didn’t care if his mode of transportation, an old paint-chipped bike that had belonged to his brother, wasn’t the hottest one on the block. Frankly, I didn’t really care, or even want, to get my hair pulled, either. What I wanted was . . . his attention.
As I grew older, like most girls, what I looked for in a man changed a bit. Don’t judge me, but I’ll confess, I got to that place where I preferred my men with teeth. And when I got to high school, freckles weren’t a plus either. And, yes, in time, I started noticing six packs and sexy bad-boy smiles, and I’ll admit it, I wouldn’t have been happy with a man whose mode of transportation was a paint-chipped bike.
My point isn’t that love, or our search for it, is superficial. I think the whole attraction thing is somewhat physiological. We are instinctively looking for a mate with good genes, and how he fits into his jeans may be what catches our attention at first. However, when you get right down to it, we are really looking for a mate who can help us feed and clothe ourselves and our children. So maybe that paint-chipped bike leads us to believe he won’t be a good provider.
But you know, when I look deep into romance, at what a woman really wants and what my romance heroines want, I can tell you that some things are the same as they were on that playground years ago. Women want to know that of all the girls pumping their legs on the swing set and going up and down on the seesaw, you are the one he wants. It’s your pigtails he wants to pull. A woman wants a man’s full attention; she wants to be the one he’ll do anything to get a smile—even if it means spending his whole recess chasing her around the school’s playground.
As I write my novels, I keep this notion of romance in mind. Sure, I add plenty of hard abs and bedroom smiles. And you can bet your bottom dollar that my heroes have all their teeth. Nevertheless, these two people get together because there just isn’t anyone else whom they would choose to share their lives with. Like most romances, my characters may not know this in the beginning, but while playing on life’s playground, they suddenly realize that this other person is the one.
Today, after over two decades of marriage, when I look over at my husband, I’m kind of glad I didn’t hook up with Calvin. I won’t lie, my hubby no longer has a six pack—not that it’s all gone to pot, mind you. His bedroom smile still makes my stomach flutter, and of course, he still has all his teeth. But more importantly, he somehow always makes me feel like the prettiest girl on the playground.
And isn’t that what a woman really wants? To be made to feel beautiful and desirable—to know you are his one and only. And guess what, ladies, maybe our men would like to feel the same way. So plan something a little special for this February 14th, and let all the people you love know that you appreciate them.
Happy Valentine’s Day! And don’t forget to enter my contest to win a Kindle Touch.
Coming soon! Look out for Blame it on Texas, the second book in the Hotter in Texas series, out in September.
For my fans who are also following my Shadow Falls series, Taken at Dusk will be released April 10th.
"This series has everything a reader could want...I read it over a week ago and I am still thinking about it. I can't get it out of my head. I can't wait to read more!" —Awesome Sauce Book Club
Step into Shadow Falls, a camp for teens with supernatural powers. Here friendship thrives, love takes you by surprise, and our hearts possess the greatest magic of all.
Kylie Galen wants the truth so badly she can taste it. The truth about who her real family is, the truth about which boy she’s meant to be with—and the truth about what her emerging powers mean. But she’s about to discover that some secrets can change your life forever…and not always for the better.
Just when she and Lucas are finally getting close, she learns that his pack has forbidden them from being together. Was it a mistake to pick him over Derek? And it’s not just romance troubling Kylie. An amnesia-stricken ghost is haunting her, delivering the frightful warning, someone lives and someone dies. As Kylie races to unravel the mystery and protect those she loves, she finally unlocks the truth about her supernatural identity, which is far different—and more astonishing—than she ever could have imagined.
Thanks guys, and again, Happy Valentine’s day!!! Oh, if you are looking for a print copy of one of my Dorchester backlist I have a limited supply available. You can order them on my website.
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