A woman who knows that the only guy she ever loved was a cheater and a slimeball, but hates the idea of being the last one of her friends to be single…
A man who spent years chasing the beauty queen and always coming in second, takes a bet from his friends for a little action. Little does he know that when they up the ante, they also get to pick the girl…
That’s when Miss Pinkhaired Girl suddenly turns into Miss Blue Eyes…
Flynn Davis had spent years waiting on Courtney to give up the chase for the crown and settle down to married life and babies. When they broke up, he thought maybe he’d missed his chance to have the family he always wanted, regardless of how hard his friends, Drew and Allen, tried to hook him up.
Chloe Howard had her heart broken at Moody’s Bar when she discovered her boyfriend cheating on her. She left with tears, he left with a beer in his face. Now, at 29, she’s convinced the only males that give her any attention are her patients and they can’t talk back.
A bachelorette party brings her to Moody’s Bar once again. A guys night out brings Flynn. Because of a bet, they’re matched up whether they want to be or not, despite how hard they fight it. If only she could remember what happened last night…
I'm a Texan through and through. While I've lived in various parts of the state, Houston is home now, but Dallas is my favorite part of the state and Austin runs a close second. Let's hear it for the HORNS!
The hubs and I enjoy having friends over and our place is kind of a hangout...of sorts. We cook and entertain together.
I wrote Chloe to have a hidden side. A WILD side. When she finally lets go, she can really have a great time.
Lucky for Flynn, he was in the right place at just the right time to lose a bet to his friends.
Their chemistry is electric, but there's funny banter and the both have real character.
A pink Vegas wedding for a one-time pink haired girl?
Book Excerpt
Consolation Prize
I’d had sex in a limo, but it had been years. We were all over each other. She straddled my hips with no inhibitions. All I could think about was throwing her under me on the seat, but I didn’t have a condom with me. As frisky as this little filly was, she had to wait until we got to my house. It was a clear case of who wanted to fuck who.
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