Release Day for If Jelly Beans Were Kisses! Congratulations, Virginia Barlow! He has her back when no one else does and entices her into his arms one jelly bean at a time. “Can I give you a lift?” A sexy male voice spoke to her right. Turning, she met Tillman’s blue-eyed gaze. Tempting. Getting into his car would break her vow to keep men a minimum of six feet away. This one possessed black hair, mesmerizing blue eyes, a sexy smile, and a killer body. Gazing down at his handsome face and breathing in the warm musk of his skin sent tingles through her. The man’s sex appeal hit her like a semi-truck, and her stomach fluttered with excitement. With little effort, he could have her naked in bed doing all the things Doug said she wasn’t any good at. Her brow wrinkled. She couldn’t risk the pain of rejection, and recent experience taught her all men were douchebags, no matter how appealing. Shaking her head, she answered his question the only way she could. “No thanks. I need the exercise. See you at work.” “You’re wet, cold, and you’re in your bare feet. Not to mention your broken arm and the bruises I know you’ve got. Get in the car, Andy, and tell me why your scumbag ex took your wheels.” “You saw Doug?” Jill tripped on a rock and stubbed her toe. Cursing, she hobbled on one foot to see the damage, ignoring Tillman. “I did.” He shifted into park and climbed out. Striding toward her, he opened the passenger door and waved her toward it. “What would my grandma say if she knew I let a lady in distress walk home alone, wounded, in the rain and did nothing to help?” Jill stared at him and then at the car. She’d be too close and breathe the same air… About the Author
I have always loved reading romance novels. I used to sneak them from my mom’s room as a young girl and read them while she was gone. As I grew older, my reading and tastes expanded to sci-fi, dystopian, paranormal, and fantasy. I considered becoming an author in my late twenties but as a busy mother with toddlers; I didn’t have the time. Later, in my fifties, I tried it and have enjoyed every word since. I recently signed my thirteenth contract and am doing my happy dance as I type this. My husband of forty-one years is my greatest support as are all my kids. Most of them are grown and carving out lives for themselves. They are the beat of my heart and with every grandchild; the rhythm gets stronger. I enjoy every moment of my life.
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