So I think I mentioned I was going camping, right? Well…it was pretty fun. For the most part. First let me say, I’m a half-arsed camper. I am. I enjoy sleeping in the tent and bonding with nature. But I’m not crazy about the mosquitoes part and I do want my Starbucks in the morning. Oh, and I MUST. HAVE. A. BATHROOM.

So here’s the break down of my trip. I took the kid and niecelet over to Eastern Washington. We camped at Wenatchee State Park which was just beautiful and had a great lake! Yes, I dragged them away from the campsite daily to shop in quaint town of Leavenworth where I could also get my Starbucks fix. We did some mini hikes, went swimming, the usual camping stuff. And one day, we decided to drive for an hour or so to visit my niece’s grandma in Lake Chelan. Heck, I hadn’t been in awhile and it’s beautiful there, right?

Well…it was. Until these weird dark clouds started rolling in. And we’re like…hey, those kind of look like thunder clouds, but they weren’t in the forecast, were they? Yeah…anyway. So we decide to head back to the campsite. That’s when the thunder and lightening start. And then the rain. And it’s raining hard and fast. Soon we hit the main highway andtraffic starts to slow way down. I look to the side of the road and what do I see? These giant crates just floating–floating–down the street. Or pretty much river.  And within minutes, it’s pouring into the street.

It was kind of surreal, because I recently wrote a flash flood in one of my books. So I’m staring at this going WTF? Then I went…oh my god. I know what this is! And cars were turning around and trying to drive through it. And this river of mud was just pouring down the street. And I’m in this small Honda while all these trucks around me are just thinking they’ll wait it out. After a bit of panic I manage to steer through it and you can see the side of my car from the result. I’ve realized I’m a bit of a reporter, because as I was doing this, I was taking tweeting and taking pictures with my phone, or having my niece do it (kid (6) was freaking out in the back seat).

So we turn around, make it back to Chelan and try to wait it out in a pizza joint. But it never stops. And we come across some lovely people who offer to lead us on another road out (because the road we knew was soon closed due to the flash floods).

We made it out, driving in massive thunder and lightening and rain storms. And it was so fascinating and exciting. And not as scary once we weren’t trying to drive through a flooding street. My niece took pics of the beautiful sunset and now wants to become a storm chaser (yeah, my brother thinks I’m GREAT now).

But we survived and I’m totally excited to share the pics and blog! Yay!

My book Going Down has been hanging out the past few days at #2 on the best seller list at MBAM! Thanks so much to all who’ve bought it and I really hope you’re enjoying it! It’s also on sale at Amazon as well and has no reviews yet. If anyone has read it and wants to leave a review, I wouldn’t protest :P

So I’m heading out of town again. Camping with the kid and niecelet! I’m not the best camper, but I do all right. I’m kind of excited, actually. No internet (whoa…not even my computer to write) and just bonding with nature. My daughter’s front tooth is very loose, and I’m REALLY hoping it falls out before we leave. Because I so don’t wanna have to explain to her how the toothfairy couldn’t find her whilst out camping.

On the writing note, I’m super excited because a book I’ve been working on to target a certain publisher has been revised and sent back to my agent. Then hopefully back to the pub soon. Fingers crossed. Though I know I’ll be waiting for a bit, so back to more books in progress.

Anyway, off to knock off some things on my To Do list. Have a great week, all! And to those in Orlando for RWA, please know how bummed I am not to be there this year and I hope you have a great time!

So I went away for a few days with one of my good friends to Whidbey Island. I mean she is the best. I’ve known her for thirteen years. We have fun together. Crazy fun sometimes that I can’t talk about on the internet. She’s always challenged me to be a better person and have more fun in life. I watched her get married two weeks ago today. It was a small courthouse wedding, and it was awesome. So much love between those two, they didn’t need to invite a few hundred people or spend a lot of money. I was with her the night she met her Navy man during one of our impromptu little I dare you moments in a bar. And I was with her after she just sent him off on the boat for almost a year.

We had a girls’ weekend (with the kids–we were both single moms, until she got married!) We hit up a local winery, sat up on the beach watching the sunset and drinking Farm Boy. Talked life and love. We hiked. We walked. Hit the local Farmer’s Market. We ate. Gah. Don’t get me going how we ate.

There’s been times in our lives where we went almost a year without checking in with each other (I blame her–I’m always online!) but we pick right back up when we’re done. Because we’re that close. She’s my sister (she calls me her white sister, or culocha–which I thought meant ‘curly haired’ but when I just Googled it it came up with ‘fire in the p*ssy’ in Spanish.  Hmm. Gonna have to ask about that. Maybe I’m spelling it wrong). ::whattha?::

I write about love, but you’ll also see I write about friendships a lot (like the Chances Are series). Friendships aren’t perfect, they can be just an convoluted as any romantic relationship. Friends are huge part of my life and always will be. I cherish all my friends. Wouldn’t be where I am without them.

Today I wanted share how special just one of them is to me.

I’m over at the Bradford Bunch giving away a book! Drop on by!

http://www.thebradfordbunch.com/general/what-kind-of-hero-are-you-holding-out-for/

Going Down, the first book in my Holding out for a Hero series is out today! The series follows three brothers who are a small town’s namesakes, the heroic careers they’ve chosen, and their path to finding love. The three sexy books will be released as ebooks initially, and then will come out in one print book (just as the Chances Are series did).

One man wants her heart. The other wants her dead…

Holding Out for a Hero, Book 1

Eleanor Owen needs to get out of Chicago and quick. It’s not that she doesn’t want to obey the subpoena to testify against her drug-trafficking ex-boyfriend. It’s making it to the witness stand alive, should a dirty cop make good on his threats.

Tiny, remote Wyattsville, Oregon looks like the perfect place to disappear, but it’s hard to blend into the woodwork when one of

the town’s infamous namesakes sends her heart racing. Worse, Mr. Tall, Hot and Packing is the town sheriff, which means she should stay as far away from him as possible.

Tyson Wyatt is positive the sexy new girl in town is hiding something. Question is, what? He vows to feel out her secrets—including what she feels like beneath him. Preferably naked. Until then, he’s not buying the story she’s selling.

Their chemistry is sheet-melting hot, and Ellie realizes much too late that the man with the badge is as dangerous to her heart as her ex is to her life…

Now Available at Samhain Publishing

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WARNING: A city girl on the run, and a small-town sheriff set to seduce. Explicit sex. Dirty talk. A hint of danger. Oral sex with a cupcake.

EXCERPT

“Well, that’s funny.” Tyson pursed his lips. He could’ve sworn he heard someone inside.

He walked around the porch to peer in the kitchen window and immediately spotted the pot on the stove. Water boiled over the sides and onto the floor.

His brows drew together as his gut tightened with the instinct that something was off. A second later, a door slammed from the back of the house.

Tyson moved quickly to the end of the porch, just in time to see a blur of black hair and bare legs, before the woman headed for the gathering of trees at the edge of the property.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he hopped the porch railing and took off after her.

Was she running from him? Why?

He shook his head, reminding himself that he didn’t really need to ask himself why. He knew the answer. He was in uniform and driving a marked car. And when a person ran from law enforcement, it was generally because they had something to hide.

“Stop!” he hollered, increasing his pace.

But, if anything, it spooked the woman even more and she disappeared into the woods.

Tyson didn’t lose speed. Was this the tenant of the house running? Or had someone else broken in? Either way, he wasn’t letting her get away that easily. Not that he thought for a minute she would, the woman was heading right toward the cliffs above the beach, so she was going to have to stop at some point. And when she did, she’d have some explaining to do.

Even as he gained ground, his frustration slipped away and unease replaced it as they began to approach the break in the trees.

She wasn’t slowing down. Jesus, didn’t she realize there was barely six feet out of the forest before the cliff’s ledge?

“Stop!” he screamed again, almost an arm’s length behind her now. “Dammit, lady, stop before you kill yourself!”

The woman burst from the trees without decreasing her speed and Tyson’s heart tripped with fear.

Her sharp scream reverberated as she finally saw the cliff. Her toes dug into the dirt as she tried to halt her inevitable fall.

Tyson lurched forward, grabbed her around the waist and spun them away from the edge just as her right foot went over.

Her soft body slammed against his, causing him to stumble backward and farther away from the edge. He hit the ground first, falling on his ass before she fell on top of him. His hands slid to cup the roundness of her bottom, while her soft chest pressed against his face as her arms flailed to the ground beneath them for purchase.

Jesus. Tyson let out a strangled groan as his body instantly responded to their intimate position.

Her frightened whimper and trembling body reminded him how close she’d been to going over the cliff.

“Are you okay?” he asked gruffly, rolling them so she fell back onto the dirt and then knelt above her.

Wide hazel eyes stared up at him even as she made the tiniest nod.

He grunted and slid his gaze over her slight frame, taking in her flawless pale skin. Breasts that were small, but looked like they could still fill his hand, pushed against her thin pink tank top. Her stomach was toned and her hips flared just a bit under tiny denim shorts. Her feet were dirty from running bare through the forest, even as her dainty toes shone with a glittery pink polish.

Damn but she was a sexy little thing…and she was also terrified. Whether of him, or nearly running over a cliff, who knew.

But the fear in her eyes reminded him to stop thinking with his dick, and get back into sheriff mode.

“You could’ve been killed if you’d fallen off that cliff, do you realize that?” he said tersely.

Again, a tiny nod.

He narrowed his gaze. “Good. Now would you please explain why you were running from me, ma’am?”

Okay, my awesome and amazing friend Karen Erickson (who saves my butt in critiques) referred me to these flipflops. Declared them the best thing EVAH. I was like Uh huh. Right. I’m sure they’re fabulous.

And yet I was intrigued by these… Sanuk Yoga Mat Sandals and so I decided to order them.

I received them (a day later thank you very much V.I.P. Zappos!) and have barely taken them off. Cue angels singing. They give orgasms to your feet. So soft and comfy. You must try them! And there’re so many cute colors. I got the pink that you see above.

Try them. You won’t regret it (and for under $30, totally worth the splurge!).

First, did you know Samhain Publishing is having a Christmas in July party over in the Samhain Cafe loop? You should drop by. Seriously! There’s going to be all kind of prizes and contests and fun from authors. In fact, I’ll be giving away one e-arc of Going Down, the first novella in my Holding out for a Hero series, which isn’t even available until Tuesday! Come on by and watch for the chance to win!

Saturday: 4pm-12am

Sunday: 3pm-8pm

And I swear I’m turning into like a Northwest blog tour guide, but I have another fabulous hangout to share that I’ve discovered. It’s a little place called Jetty Island. It’s got this free boat (donations accepted) that takes you on like a two minute ride across a bit of water to this island where you can have a picnic, hang out for the day, swim, etc. I had a blast!

Anyway, off to play in the cafe! Hope to see lots of folks there! And don’t forget to sign up for my newsletter, because come Tuesday there’ll be another one going out and I always give away books!

So life has been a little crazy this summer. What with the kid out of school and lots of book releases. And I’m revising another book that I really hope will sell. And I’ve got Going Down, the first book in my Holding out for a Hero series, coming out July 20th and I’m so excited for that!

I’ve joined Weight Watchers, but I’m kind of sucking. I mean, 5bs first week, then the 4th of July hit. And now I’m in full on summer mode. I wanna eat what I want, when I want. Why can’t I be one of those chicks who can do that? And look like a bean pole? Course, I wouldn’t wanna look like a pole. I’m happy with my curves, I just wish they were a bit less. Guess this means I need to be uber committed. Sigh.

I do enjoy getting some hikes in and walking around Greenlake (pic below). Lots of fabulous places in the Pacific Northwest to get outside. And in August the kid and I are hitting up the East Coast and hanging out a lot in Maine with my friend Emma Petersen and more! I’m sooo excited for that trip!

Anyway, hope you’re all having a good summer and are staying cool! We go back and forth between decent weather. Seriously, today I’m in a fleece blanket. Barely hit 60. Brrr!

Hello, all! I hope you had a great 4th of July!  I’m back in town, sort of, but off nannying (subbing for my friend’s usual chick!). I haven’t had a chance to announce it on my blog, but my print book Chances Are is out and available for purchase now! This book puts into print my three novellas in the series: Anybody but Justin, Luck be Delanie, Protecting Phoebe. I love these stories, the cover that was created to represent the series, and of course I’m always thrilled to have a print book out!

You can’t fall in love without taking a chance.

Anybody But Justin

Gabby is enjoying her search for Mr. Right and the sex that comes with it. There’s only one man she doesn’t want to fall for—her best friend Justin, a player in every sense of the word. Except Justin doesn’t want to be just friends anymore, and he’s ready to do whatever it takes to convince her not to run.

Luck Be Delanie

Years ago, Delanie’s sorority prank led to an unplanned—and passionate—night with a sexy stranger. A memory she still holds close to her heart. Grant always suspected she stole his lucky coin, but never knew why. Now he’s got her right where he wants her, and he not only wants answers, but Delanie too.

Protecting Phoebe

Phoebe’s work at a women’s shelter has gone a long way toward her own healing, except when it comes to dating. Then a hot, young cop sets her pulse racing straight toward a casual fling. Craig’s interest goes way beyond casual, but it’ll take time to convince her to think long term. Until her violent ex comes out of the woodwork, and time becomes the one thing they don’t have…

Warning: This book has hot sweet lovin’ between friends who become lovers, lost lovers reunited, and an older woman and younger man. Male masturbation, a violent ex, and tropical islands make cameo appearances between rounds of “you could have died” sex.

Buy at various shops online or at Amazon here.

I’m at Lauren Dane’s blog today for the Take You to Another World contest, Come by to win a copy of Need Me!

I’m heading out of town, so everyone have a super happy 4th of July (and safe!)