IT’S HERE! IT’S HERE! IT’S HERE! I’m so excited to release my holiday romance today. I hope you’ve had fun with me during these last ten days building up to release day.
Today is your final chance to enter to WIN the prize package. Be sure to leave a comment to get one more entry into the drawing. Winner will be announced tomorrow.
**THIS JUST IN!** I have FOUR more copies of TAKE ME I’M YOURS I’ll be giving away in addition to the BIG prize package. So keep entering!!
What do you get?
An oversized coffee mug, fun coffee-themed mats (oversized coasters), a download (any format) of Talk Dirty To Me, Nice Girls Do, Take Me I’m Yours and Have Yourself a Merry Little Latte, a signed print copy of Take Me I’m Yours, a $20 Starbucks gift card, a $20 Amazon gift card. Open to US residents only.
**If you’re an international reader and want to enter too, PLEASE DO SO. You are eligible to win a complete download of the entire Coffee House Chronicles which includes the following books: Talk Dirty To Me, Nice Girls Do, Take Me I’m Yours and Have Yourself a Merry Little Latte. When you comment, please put that you are an international reader and I will enter you into a separate drawing**
All’s fair in love and coffee and the only thing that matters in this war is a lot of hot steam!
Lilly owns the new up and coming, Java Perks. She’s determined to be the number one coffee house in town, crushing her competition down the street, The Bitter End.
Meeting the mystery woman in his coffee house, David immediately wants her for himself. After a hot encounter on his desk, he can’t stop thinking about her. Until he learns she’s the owner of the place trying to put him out of business.
When David confronts Lilly accusing her of using him, she throws down the gauntlet. Now the two are at war and may the best woman win!
Standing at the counter one early morning a few weeks before Christmas, David Sawyer was doing inventory of their latest in icing-covered pastries. He expelled an exasperated breath. They were out of Christmas tree shaped cookies and only had wreathes and stars. And no one had touched the slices of fruit cake since they arrived six days ago. David suspected the only thing they’d be good for was as a door stop.
He glanced at his watch to see it was nearly seven-thirty. Where was the morning crowd?
“Where’s the morning rush?” Louise asked, echoing his thoughts. She was in her early twenties, putting herself through college to complete her master’s degree. “We’re usually busy as hell this time of year.”
David couldn’t agree more. The holidays at the Bitter End Coffee House started in early November with the first wave of special blends of coffee and tea, coffee mugs, Christmas ornaments and holiday pastries. That was only the beginning. The postage stamp-sized stage had an act booked on it from the first weekend in November until New Year’s Eve.