It’s that time again, guys. My next novel, KEEPING IT is on the way to you, and now is the time to sign-up for the (early) February release extravaganza!
What is KEEPING IT about? This is a small town romance set in Bronze Bay, Florida. Think bicycles and dusty roads. Beaches, and bonfire parties where everyone knows each other (even the things you hope to keep secret are public knowledge.) Then, a SEAL base opens there, giving the locals that much more to gossip about, and if we’re being honest, a little more to be bitter about. Caroline May is a simple woman with her head in the clouds (quite literally) she owns the local airport and pilots planes. Tyler Holiday (Tahoe) is the SEAL with a quest to overtake the airport for skydiving purposes (obviously) and during his pursuit, goals shift. Now he wants to overtake something else entirely, someone else. *SQUEE*
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KEEPING IT Blurb:
Tahoe. Badass. SEAL. Player. Powerful. Jerk. Available.
All words used to describe me for the past ten years. Wrapped up in the war, running and gunning constantly, has taken its toll on me. My next assignment is supposed to be a break, something to aid in taking the edge off; help open a new base in the miniscule, coastal, Florida town of Bronze Bay. A non-deployable position, I can work-out, decompress, and handle the mundane tasks of structuring a new SEAL command. Or, in other words, enjoy my free time with the tanned, toned, country women of the south.
Falling for a southern belle wasn’t supposed to happen. In fact, it’s more stressing than any challenge in my sordid past. Especially when she uttered the words, “I am a virgin.”
Someone cover me, I’m going in.
My first memory is in an airplane over the waters of the Gulf of Mexico. My daddy sitting beside me and my heart full of joy. When I was sixteen, I made my first solo flight over those exact same waters. My daddy owns and operates the little airport in Bronze Bay, so my eyes have been skyward for as long as I can remember. Things like men and college, never appealed to me. My days are spent waitressing in my Mama’s diner, counting down the hours until I can head to the airport.
Then the SEALs came and changed everything. Big, brutal, jerks, forcing themselves into our little slice of paradise. Demanding use of our airport. One man in particular, aiming to take more than I’m ready to give. He is beautiful. Magnetic. Strong. Convincing. For the first time in my life, I’m flying in a different, exhilarating way. Keeping it isn’t going to be easy when merely looking at the man makes me think of four words.
Foxtrot. Uniform. Charlie. Kilo.
Bless my heart, I’m in trouble.