For some reason, Zoe and Tyler had instant chemistry. From the second she lays eyes on this Texas PI, she’s downright speechless. Of course, Tyler had just walked in and practically caught her flipping through his client’s files, files which she had no right to flip through—not that she didn’t have a good reason for snooping. Nevertheless, getting caught isn’t the only reason for her panicked state. You see, he’s wearing a clown costume, and she’s a Coulrophobic—meaning she’s completely terrified of clowns. Ahh, but even still, it’s his warm bedroom-brown eyes gazing at her from that painted face that also concern her. And she does what most of us would do in a state of panic. She runs like hell. (Now I didn’t say it was the smartest thing to do, but running is our first instinct.)
The next time she sees those sexy eyes, (yes, he does catch up with her) she’s working the morning shift at a small-town diner, slinging hash. And she’s so frazzled this time that she accidentally slings three plates of food on him. Doused in hot grits, hash browns, eggs—both scrambled and sunny side up—and some buttered toast, she practically turns him into a breakfast buffet. And this hunky buffet is downright delectable, too.
The humor weaving its way through Don’t Blame it on Texas will keep you giggling, but this book isn’t short on mystery or heart. As a matter of fact, Zoe’s whole life is a big puzzle. One she’s dead set on solving. Problem is, trying to solve it might just get her killed.
Imagine seeing a childhood picture of yourself splashed across the TV screen on an unsolved mystery show claiming you were kidnapped from some highfalutin Texas millionaire family. Imagine learning that your corpse was supposedly discovered shortly after you were kidnapped. Imagine it, when all your life you’ve had some strange memories that didn’t make sense.
With Zoe’s parents—or people she thought were her parents—deceased, she’s certain of only one thing. That was her picture, yet she’s not dead…not that she’s felt really alive since her fiancé ran off with another woman, taking her heart with him. Maybe it’s time she changes that. She takes a leave of absence from her job as a kindergarten teacher, packs up the only thing that matters in her life—her handicapped cat—and hightails it from Alabama to the Lone Star state.
There, where it’s hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk, Zoe finds her answers. She also finds Tyler and true love. And that ends up being pretty hot, too.
Just for fun, here’s my list ten things you’ll learn from Blame it on Texas:
1. Guys don’t like to play dress up; but when one willingly dresses as a clown for his six-year-old niece’s birthday party—because the real clown canceled—he’s one special uncle. And he could possibly make a special hero for some lucky lady.
2. Sometimes fear itself can do much more damage to us than the thing we’re actually afraid of.
3. Any man who doesn’t cuss up a blue streak when you dump a plate of hot grits on him can’t be all bad. (In fact, he might just be The One.)
4. It’s important to remember the lessons of the past so we can use them when making decisions for the future. But those lessons should never keep us from having the future we deserve.
5. Before accusing the sexy guy who pounced, knocked you down, and crawled on top of you of being foreplay impaired, check to see if someone is shooting at you.
6. The southern delicacy of a banana and mayonnaise sandwich may be an acquired taste, especially when a hungry hero chomps down on the delicacy and is expecting ham and cheese.
7. If you think getting caught screaming and dancing on top of a mattress—all while attempting to rescue your cat from an overzealous dog—can be slightly embarrassing, try doing it while you’re wet from the shower, and as naked as a jay bird. Oh, and just to make it even more fun, make sure you're caught by your possible love interest who hasn’t seen you naked yet, and . . . (yes it can get worse) his two best friends.
8. It’s downright amazing how playing a few rounds of Strip Scrabble can spice up an evening.
9. A family doesn’t always have to be the people who share your bloodline; sometimes, the best families are those we make when we gather together all the people we love.
10. Learning to trust yourself is usually a lot harder than trusting another person. But both are generally required before finding true love.
Okay, guys. I hope you all enjoy Blame it on Texas. Look for Texas Hold ‘Em next in the Hotter in Texas Series.
Oh, in celebration of the release of Blame it on Texas you can get Shut up and Kiss Me at both B&N and Amazon for free.
Please note: Only in Texas, originally named, Don’t Mess With Texas, is also being rereleased August 28th. It’s the same cover, same book, just a different title. So don’t pick it up thinking you haven’t read it.
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