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December 5, 2023
The Summer You Found Me Cover Reveal!
I am so excited for you to see this cover!
Releasing: January 25, 2024
Cover Design: Lori Jackson
Photographer: Fred Goudon
KATE
I tore out of rehab to win my husband back. It'll work, too. He just needs to see that I'm clean, that I'm on my feet again.
Until that happens, though, I've only got one guy in my corner—Beck, my husband's best friend, who takes me in against his will and keeps me sane.
Living with Beck is easier than I expected. And fun. Except I've got a long history of wanting things I'm not supposed to want.
And Beck may be the most dangerous of them all.
BECK
Kate had nowhere else to go—helping her out is the right thing to do. Though if she thinks the fact that she's still married to my best friend means she's safe walking around my house in nothing but a t-shirt...well, I'm somewhat less sure.
Because maybe Caleb could overlook her. Maybe Caleb could fail to notice her.
But from the moment we met, Kate's been the only thing I could see. And no matter what she's telling herself, she wants me just as badly as I want her.
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Releasing: January 25, 2024
Cover Design: Lori Jackson
Photographer: Fred Goudon
KATE
I tore out of rehab to win my husband back. It'll work, too. He just needs to see that I'm clean, that I'm on my feet again.
Until that happens, though, I've only got one guy in my corner—Beck, my husband's best friend, who takes me in against his will and keeps me sane.
Living with Beck is easier than I expected. And fun. Except I've got a long history of wanting things I'm not supposed to want.
And Beck may be the most dangerous of them all.
BECK
Kate had nowhere else to go—helping her out is the right thing to do. Though if she thinks the fact that she's still married to my best friend means she's safe walking around my house in nothing but a t-shirt...well, I'm somewhat less sure.
Because maybe Caleb could overlook her. Maybe Caleb could fail to notice her.
But from the moment we met, Kate's been the only thing I could see. And no matter what she's telling herself, she wants me just as badly as I want her.
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September 14, 2023
The Summer I Saved You is LIVE!
Blurb
CALEB
I came to the lake to be left alone, to lick my wounds. I wasn't counting on neighbors and I especially wasn't counting on her.
Lucie was a little kid the last time I was here. Now she's grown—and God, did she ever grow up—with two young kids of her own.
She's everywhere I look, no matter how hard I try to avoid her. I'd forgotten all the things I used to want, used to dream about. She's reminding me...and making me want every last one of them again.
LUCIE
From the moment I first saw Caleb when I was six, I knew he belonged to me. And I knew I'd have to save him—because how else does the girl nobody wants win over the boy beloved by all?
Nothing about his life or mine has gone to plan. He's isolated and miserable. I've got a vindictive ex and more problems than I can count.
But what hasn't changed is this: it still feels like he's mine.
And I still think I may need to save him.
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CALEB
I came to the lake to be left alone, to lick my wounds. I wasn't counting on neighbors and I especially wasn't counting on her.
Lucie was a little kid the last time I was here. Now she's grown—and God, did she ever grow up—with two young kids of her own.
She's everywhere I look, no matter how hard I try to avoid her. I'd forgotten all the things I used to want, used to dream about. She's reminding me...and making me want every last one of them again.
LUCIE
From the moment I first saw Caleb when I was six, I knew he belonged to me. And I knew I'd have to save him—because how else does the girl nobody wants win over the boy beloved by all?
Nothing about his life or mine has gone to plan. He's isolated and miserable. I've got a vindictive ex and more problems than I can count.
But what hasn't changed is this: it still feels like he's mine.
And I still think I may need to save him.
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August 31, 2023
The Summer I Saved You Excerpt
“That’s some interesting shopping you’re doing.” His voice has dropped an octave, and his gaze falls to my chest.
Heat climbs up my neck and I press a hand to my cheek to stop it. His eyes follow, grazing over my skin in a way I swear I can feel. “It’s not...my friend was—” I frantically glance around me, but Molly is nowhere to be found.
Goddammit, Molly.
“What are you doing in here?” he asks.
I raise a brow. “I’m a female in a store’s lingerie section. I’m not the outlier. What are you doing here? And if you don’t have a plausible explanation, I’ll just assume it’s your sex doll’s birthday.”
His mouth twitches. “Kimberly’s birthday isn’t until January. I’m getting something for my mom.”
“What an interesting relationship you two must have.” I turn to the rack of lingerie. “What’s her size?”
He slaps a hand over his face. “She wants a robe, but thanks for putting that seriously uncomfortable image in my head.” His eyes revert back to the black thing I’m still holding. “Shopping for the big date? If you’re wearing that, he’s not going to settle for second base.”
I sigh. “If I’m wearing this, I’m the one who won’t be settling for second base.”
He runs a thumb over his lower lip, his nostrils flaring as if he’s scented prey, his eyes liquid under the store’s fluorescent lights. “So what exactly are you after when that’s on?”
There’s a trickle of delight in my chest. I don’t wear lingerie like this, and I don’t have the money for it even if I did, but suddenly I’m seeing myself through Caleb’s eyes: as a woman who might wear a merry widow on a date. As a woman who might go in with some demands of her own. I grin. “Use your imagination.”
He winces. “I am. That’s the problem.” There’s a rasp in the words, something low and dark and tinged with yearning.
He walks away, broad-shouldered and glorious in that perfectly tailored suit, his words on replay in my head.
I am. That’s the problem.
Those words—the rasp as he uttered them—pulse brightly inside me, deep in my core, so sharp it’s almost painful.
Molly reappears, looking at his retreating form in the distance and then me with pure glee. “Oh my God. I take back everything I ever said about him being a creepy weirdo who’s obsessed with his ex. The two of you were so hot.”
I laugh. “That wasn’t heat. That was the intense awkwardness of having your boss discover you with kinky, role-play shit during your lunch break.”
“Believe me,” says Molly with a small smile, “if I’m reading him correctly, he’s going to be imagining you in that thing for a good, long time. With his dick in his hand.”
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Heat climbs up my neck and I press a hand to my cheek to stop it. His eyes follow, grazing over my skin in a way I swear I can feel. “It’s not...my friend was—” I frantically glance around me, but Molly is nowhere to be found.
Goddammit, Molly.
“What are you doing in here?” he asks.
I raise a brow. “I’m a female in a store’s lingerie section. I’m not the outlier. What are you doing here? And if you don’t have a plausible explanation, I’ll just assume it’s your sex doll’s birthday.”
His mouth twitches. “Kimberly’s birthday isn’t until January. I’m getting something for my mom.”
“What an interesting relationship you two must have.” I turn to the rack of lingerie. “What’s her size?”
He slaps a hand over his face. “She wants a robe, but thanks for putting that seriously uncomfortable image in my head.” His eyes revert back to the black thing I’m still holding. “Shopping for the big date? If you’re wearing that, he’s not going to settle for second base.”
I sigh. “If I’m wearing this, I’m the one who won’t be settling for second base.”
He runs a thumb over his lower lip, his nostrils flaring as if he’s scented prey, his eyes liquid under the store’s fluorescent lights. “So what exactly are you after when that’s on?”
There’s a trickle of delight in my chest. I don’t wear lingerie like this, and I don’t have the money for it even if I did, but suddenly I’m seeing myself through Caleb’s eyes: as a woman who might wear a merry widow on a date. As a woman who might go in with some demands of her own. I grin. “Use your imagination.”
He winces. “I am. That’s the problem.” There’s a rasp in the words, something low and dark and tinged with yearning.
He walks away, broad-shouldered and glorious in that perfectly tailored suit, his words on replay in my head.
I am. That’s the problem.
Those words—the rasp as he uttered them—pulse brightly inside me, deep in my core, so sharp it’s almost painful.
Molly reappears, looking at his retreating form in the distance and then me with pure glee. “Oh my God. I take back everything I ever said about him being a creepy weirdo who’s obsessed with his ex. The two of you were so hot.”
I laugh. “That wasn’t heat. That was the intense awkwardness of having your boss discover you with kinky, role-play shit during your lunch break.”
“Believe me,” says Molly with a small smile, “if I’m reading him correctly, he’s going to be imagining you in that thing for a good, long time. With his dick in his hand.”
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August 14, 2023
A Deal with the Devil is on Sale!
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August 10, 2023
The Summer I Saved You Cover Reveal!
The Summer I Saved You arrives Sept 14th...
CALEB
I came to the lake to be left alone, to lick my wounds. I wasn't counting on neighbors and I especially wasn't counting on her.
Lucie was a little kid the last time I was here. Now she's grown—and God, did she ever grow up—with two young kids of her own.
She's everywhere I look, no matter how hard I try to avoid her. I'd forgotten all the things I used to want, used to dream about. She's reminding me...and making me want every last one of them again.
LUCIE
From the moment I first saw Caleb when I was six, I knew he belonged to me. And I knew I'd have to save him—because how else does the girl nobody wants win over the boy beloved by all?
Nothing about his life or mine has gone to plan. He's isolated and miserable. I've got a vindictive ex and more problems than I can count.
But what hasn't changed is this: it still feels like he's mine.
And I still think I may need to save him.
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CALEB
I came to the lake to be left alone, to lick my wounds. I wasn't counting on neighbors and I especially wasn't counting on her.
Lucie was a little kid the last time I was here. Now she's grown—and God, did she ever grow up—with two young kids of her own.
She's everywhere I look, no matter how hard I try to avoid her. I'd forgotten all the things I used to want, used to dream about. She's reminding me...and making me want every last one of them again.
LUCIE
From the moment I first saw Caleb when I was six, I knew he belonged to me. And I knew I'd have to save him—because how else does the girl nobody wants win over the boy beloved by all?
Nothing about his life or mine has gone to plan. He's isolated and miserable. I've got a vindictive ex and more problems than I can count.
But what hasn't changed is this: it still feels like he's mine.
And I still think I may need to save him.
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April 6, 2023
The Summer We Fell is LIVE!
An Angsty, Second-Chance Forbidden Romance
He was my boyfriend's best friend—and the bane of my existence. I wanted to hate Luke Taylor. I did hate him. I just never hated him enough.
Now, a decade later, tragedy has brought us back to the place where it all happened—my best times, and my worst.
Our lives have changed, but that pull between us is just as strong as ever.
Only this time, it's more dangerous too.
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He was my boyfriend's best friend—and the bane of my existence. I wanted to hate Luke Taylor. I did hate him. I just never hated him enough.
Now, a decade later, tragedy has brought us back to the place where it all happened—my best times, and my worst.
Our lives have changed, but that pull between us is just as strong as ever.
Only this time, it's more dangerous too.
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December 8, 2022
December 1, 2022
The Devil Gets His Due is LIVE!!!
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞!
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𝗞𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘆: Last January, I drunk-married my nemesis—hot, oversized geek Graham Tate. With no memory of how it came about, there was only one solution: run off before he woke up and pretend it didn't happen. It would have worked perfectly if I hadn't wound up pregnant.
Graham is the opposite of everything I want in a man--practical, disciplined, frugal—but living with him until the baby arrives has me wondering if, perhaps, I've been wanting the wrong things all along. And if that drunk version of me last January might have been onto something.
𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺: I never planned to have kids, and I certainly wouldn't have planned on one with Keeley Connolly—a woman who does not believe in savings accounts or personal safety and thinks Lucky Charms is a health food because of the non-marshmallow bits.
A woman who also didn't think twice about marrying me in Vegas and ditching me hours later.
I can't wait to put this behind me and return to my careful, chaos-free life in New York. But the more time I spend with Keeley, the more I'm remembering the things that led me to marry her in the first place...and wondering if I can live without them when this ends.
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(And free in KU)
𝗞𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘆: Last January, I drunk-married my nemesis—hot, oversized geek Graham Tate. With no memory of how it came about, there was only one solution: run off before he woke up and pretend it didn't happen. It would have worked perfectly if I hadn't wound up pregnant.
Graham is the opposite of everything I want in a man--practical, disciplined, frugal—but living with him until the baby arrives has me wondering if, perhaps, I've been wanting the wrong things all along. And if that drunk version of me last January might have been onto something.
𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺: I never planned to have kids, and I certainly wouldn't have planned on one with Keeley Connolly—a woman who does not believe in savings accounts or personal safety and thinks Lucky Charms is a health food because of the non-marshmallow bits.
A woman who also didn't think twice about marrying me in Vegas and ditching me hours later.
I can't wait to put this behind me and return to my careful, chaos-free life in New York. But the more time I spend with Keeley, the more I'm remembering the things that led me to marry her in the first place...and wondering if I can live without them when this ends.
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November 15, 2022
The Devil Gets His Due Excerpt
I’ve developed an image of Graham in my head after spending six straight weeks bickering with him by phone, so I know he is bald and tiny and looks two decades older than Ben somehow—though he’s actually two years younger. He carries an abacus or encyclopedia with him everywhere he goes and uses them to discuss things no one but him cares about. Like taxes or healthcare or politics.
Therefore, the broad-shouldered guy with the bone structure of a young superhero and wearing the hell out of a very nice suit can’t possibly be Graham.
Can I picture this guy with an abacus? No. Can I see this guy with an encyclopedia? Yes, but only in a kinky way. Like maybe he’s about to fuck you in the back of the library and doesn’t bother to sweep the books off the table before he pins you there.
He is not Graham. Except he does look a lot like Ben, and Gemma is currently saying “two nemesises come face to face” in a British accent as if she’s narrating a nature documentary.
“I think the plural is nemeses,” the guy who can’t be Graham says with the ghost of a smirk on his face. “I looked it up in anticipation of this meeting.”
I recognize his low, gravelly voice—even sexier now that I’m seeing the face that goes with it. I also recognize the corresponding desire to punch him.
Ugh. It is Graham. I suppose that means any moment now he’ll be asking me how much these margaritas were and deducting them from his share of the costs.
What a waste. You could sharpen a knife on that jawline. Alas.
His eyes meet mine, though I don’t miss the way they went to my cleavage first. Good. I bought this dress hoping to make the most of my assets, and if even boring Graham is looking, Six Bailey is in the bag.
“Well, well, well,” I say. “Look who put down the actuarial tables long enough to show up at the party.”
“I don’t use actuarial tables in my work. I—”
“I’m already bored, so clearly you’re Graham.” I extend a hand.
“And you’re rude and drunk at noon, so you must be Keeley,” he replies with a smirk. His hand swallows mine in a firm handshake, and I briefly imagine him consuming me, that massive body of his pushing me deep into a mattress. I’m not sure why the idea isn’t as dry-heave-inducing as it should be. Maybe I should slow down with the margaritas.
I glance over at Gemma, hoping she finally sees how terrible he is, which I’ve been discussing at length for weeks, but she’s paying no attention whatsoever. Her arms are draped around Ben’s neck, and the two of them are all whisper whisper whisper while they smile at each other, lips a hair’s breadth apart.
“Jesus Christ,” Graham groans, just as I whisper, “gross.”
He raises a brow. “I imagine that’s the first and last thing we’ll ever agree on.”
I turn toward the bar and he follows. “Ideally we won’t need to agree or disagree because I very much want you to stay away from me this weekend.”
“Have I somehow given you the impression I want you to stay close? If so, I apologize. Nothing could be further from the truth.”
I give the bartender my most beguiling smile. “I’m going to need several more of these,” I say in a stage whisper, lifting my drink. “It’s the only way I’ll survive today.”
“If you not surviving today is somehow an option—” Graham points at the bottle of whiskey in the bartender’s hand. “—it would probably save me some money.”
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Therefore, the broad-shouldered guy with the bone structure of a young superhero and wearing the hell out of a very nice suit can’t possibly be Graham.
Can I picture this guy with an abacus? No. Can I see this guy with an encyclopedia? Yes, but only in a kinky way. Like maybe he’s about to fuck you in the back of the library and doesn’t bother to sweep the books off the table before he pins you there.
He is not Graham. Except he does look a lot like Ben, and Gemma is currently saying “two nemesises come face to face” in a British accent as if she’s narrating a nature documentary.
“I think the plural is nemeses,” the guy who can’t be Graham says with the ghost of a smirk on his face. “I looked it up in anticipation of this meeting.”
I recognize his low, gravelly voice—even sexier now that I’m seeing the face that goes with it. I also recognize the corresponding desire to punch him.
Ugh. It is Graham. I suppose that means any moment now he’ll be asking me how much these margaritas were and deducting them from his share of the costs.
What a waste. You could sharpen a knife on that jawline. Alas.
His eyes meet mine, though I don’t miss the way they went to my cleavage first. Good. I bought this dress hoping to make the most of my assets, and if even boring Graham is looking, Six Bailey is in the bag.
“Well, well, well,” I say. “Look who put down the actuarial tables long enough to show up at the party.”
“I don’t use actuarial tables in my work. I—”
“I’m already bored, so clearly you’re Graham.” I extend a hand.
“And you’re rude and drunk at noon, so you must be Keeley,” he replies with a smirk. His hand swallows mine in a firm handshake, and I briefly imagine him consuming me, that massive body of his pushing me deep into a mattress. I’m not sure why the idea isn’t as dry-heave-inducing as it should be. Maybe I should slow down with the margaritas.
I glance over at Gemma, hoping she finally sees how terrible he is, which I’ve been discussing at length for weeks, but she’s paying no attention whatsoever. Her arms are draped around Ben’s neck, and the two of them are all whisper whisper whisper while they smile at each other, lips a hair’s breadth apart.
“Jesus Christ,” Graham groans, just as I whisper, “gross.”
He raises a brow. “I imagine that’s the first and last thing we’ll ever agree on.”
I turn toward the bar and he follows. “Ideally we won’t need to agree or disagree because I very much want you to stay away from me this weekend.”
“Have I somehow given you the impression I want you to stay close? If so, I apologize. Nothing could be further from the truth.”
I give the bartender my most beguiling smile. “I’m going to need several more of these,” I say in a stage whisper, lifting my drink. “It’s the only way I’ll survive today.”
“If you not surviving today is somehow an option—” Graham points at the bottle of whiskey in the bartender’s hand. “—it would probably save me some money.”
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June 29, 2022
THE DEVIL YOU KNOW IS LIVE!!!
⭐️𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄! ⭐️
𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒-𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠-𝑡𝑜-𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒
#𝟏𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐍𝐨𝐰:
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*𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑈𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑.
There’s a devil on my shoulder, and every Monday morning she announces herself. She’s this delicious flame in my chest, a flurry of whispered suggestions in my ear. Suggestions I ignore…because every single one of them is about Ben Tate.
Ben—Stealer of Clients, Evicter of Homeless Women, Nemesis. Sitting across from me every damn Monday with his lovely, smug smile and his too-perfect teeth, the living symbol of everything I hate.
It’s been my policy to avoid him, but when a case comes into the firm—one that could change his career and mine—I make an exception. It means weekends and evenings by his side. It means enduring his smirk and his smart mouth and never taking the bait.
Until the night Ben says “Beg"...and that devil on my shoulder decides to make a few demands of her own.
𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒-𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠-𝑡𝑜-𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒
#𝟏𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐍𝐨𝐰:
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*𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑈𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑.
There’s a devil on my shoulder, and every Monday morning she announces herself. She’s this delicious flame in my chest, a flurry of whispered suggestions in my ear. Suggestions I ignore…because every single one of them is about Ben Tate.
Ben—Stealer of Clients, Evicter of Homeless Women, Nemesis. Sitting across from me every damn Monday with his lovely, smug smile and his too-perfect teeth, the living symbol of everything I hate.
It’s been my policy to avoid him, but when a case comes into the firm—one that could change his career and mine—I make an exception. It means weekends and evenings by his side. It means enduring his smirk and his smart mouth and never taking the bait.
Until the night Ben says “Beg"...and that devil on my shoulder decides to make a few demands of her own.
