like to read. The world provides more than enough drama and tragedy. I want to
give my readers the happily-ever-after we all crave.
have always embraced creativity and relished new experiences. By the time I was
twenty-one I had traveled the world from Tunisia to Japan. Little did I suspect
I was collecting material for future characters and stories along the way.
for more than thirty years. After decades of living in the Midwest, we heeded
the siren call of sun and sea and moved to the most breathtakingly beautiful
place imaginable – the gorgeous central coast of California. I look forward to
the new stories this place inspires.
And if that isn’t enough, the couple’s dangerously handsome chauffeur, who looks more like a prize fighter than a car jockey, glowers at her as if she’s about to steal the silver. Zoe soon suspects he’s hiding secrets of his own, but can she uncover them in time to stop the escaped criminal who threatens them all?
He eyed her closely. “Where did that move come from? It didn’t look like any martial art I’ve ever seen.”
“It’s not. Over the years I’ve learned to improvise, when necessary.”
“Like when you’re flat on your back under your opponent.” One corner of his mouth tipped up with classic, testosterone-fueled smugness. “They probably don’t teach that in the dojo.”
Her stomach tightened at his graphic description, but the echo of her earlier fear faded quickly, leaving only a residue of prickly irritation. “You didn’t need to flatten me, you know.” She bent to brush her pants with both hands. “I wasn’t going to hurt you.”
“No, you weren’t.”
“I was just demonstrating the correct technique.”
“For what? Knocking me on my butt?”
“No, although I admit if things had gone right, that would have been the end result.”
He crossed his arms and set his jaw. “And I was supposed to stand there like a chump and let you show off?”
“That would have been the gentlemanly thing to do.”