SHINE YOUR LOVE ON ME! NEW RELEASE DAY!

The newest book in my MANHATTAN DINNER CLUB series is being release today!! Here's a bit about SHINE YOUR LOVE ON ME. 

Brooke Felson had a hot career on Madison Avenue, hot boyfriend and a place near Central Park. She lived the good life until, piece-by-piece, her world collapsed. Shattered and rootless, Brooke seeks direction from her past. Will grandmotherly wisdom and a handsome writer help her find real love and rebuild her life? 

Excerpt #1

She ripped from his grasp. “Don’t do me any favors. I’m okay. I can make it on my own. I have been for a long time. I don’t need Lloyd, and I don’t need you.” She stumbled, starting to fall as the dogs pulled her toward the corner.

Pres caught her. “You need help.”

She looked up into his concerned eyes, and her control went south. “I do. I do need help. I do,” she said, as tears flooded her eyes and cascaded down her cheeks. She fisted his shirt, burying her face in his chest, and sobbed.

Pres folded his arms around her, holding her steady against him. “Damn. Honey,” he whispered, as he kissed her hair.

Brooke fastened hers around him in a vise-like grip. Unable to catch her breath, she hiccupped instead.

“Easy, easy, sweetheart.” Pres spoke, as if to a panicked horse. “Slow down.”

 Excerpt #2

She glanced into the dining room. Three women and two men sat at the table drinking coffee and tea and laughing. “You’re right.” She blinked rapidly as she laid out the food on a platter.

Pres pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to her. As she wiped her eyes, emotion choked her. Covering her face, she cried. Pres pulled her to him and turned his back to the doorway, shielding her. He held her close, stroking her head.

“You’re smart. You’ll find something else,” he whispered.

Brooke leaned into him. The fragrance of his clean T-shirt mixed with his scent and a pine aftershave calmed her. She rested her palms flat against his chest, enjoying the hardness of his pecs. “You have friends. You’re strong. You’ll be fine.”

He’s right. I’ll be okay. Somehow, I’ll get through this.

“I’m here, any time you need me.” His words were like a balm to her raw spirit. He emanated a healing vibe, strong and warm. She snuggled into him. Pres didn’t move.

“Hey, you two, get a room or get out here! We wanna cut the cake,” Harry called.

Brooke stepped back and snapped to attention. Pres smiled down at her. “We’re giving that old man ideas.”

Love, pugs, treachery, humor. This book has it all. Get it here: SECRET CRAVINGS