Happy Birthday to the Wild Rose Press

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I love dwelling in the wilder side of the garden and have to say that I adore everyone I have had the pleasure of connecting with—editors, artists, authors, and readers. A special salute to my editor, Diana, who is lovely even when she is kicking my butt into shape. So congratulations to you all, and thank you for allowing me to hang with you on occasion.

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Here is a tiny taste of my newest from TWRP – Sweet Restraint (a sequel to Sweet Temptation).

Excerpt:

Why was he there? How had he found her home address? What the hell had she done? Fighting the urge to step into his sexy embrace, she slipped around him and hurried to the nice, safe kitchen where she could at least keep the table between them.

“Would you like some tea or maybe a beer? I think I have a couple. I’m not much of a beer drinker, but I keep some on hand just in case. You know for when friends stop by. Kate likes a beer now and then. Maybe it’s old. Does beer get old? I think I have some wine, too. Guys don’t like wine though, do they? Not guys like you, anyway. I don’t have whiskey or anything, but I have juice.” She laughed at the stupidity of the last offer. “Yeah, I don’t suppose apple juice does it for you either. I could—”

 “Savannah.” Long fingers closed over her hand when she tugged on the refrigerator door and gently pushed it closed again. “You’re rambling.” 

She backed into the counter as he stepped closer. Her knees buckled. Was her throat swelling shut? Good God, how could one person smell so damned amazing? 

He circled her waist with his hands and boosted her to sit on the counter, stepping between her thighs. The room dipped and swirled a moment as the man overwhelmed her. A shiver of desire raced up her spine. Leaning even closer, he kissed his way from the slight V of her work shirt to the pulse that raced in her veins. “Did you miss me, beauty?”