Sneak Peeks and Important Dates

Exciting news everyone! The cover reveal for book two in my Love and Laugh in Seashore Cove series, Angels in Seashore Cove, is coming soon! Want to be amongst the first to see? Subscribe to my newsletter on my website. Subscribers will see the cover on FEBRUARY 8, 2016!

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The release for Angels in Seashore Cove is set for MARCH 1, 2016!

Be sure to follow me on Facebook & Twitter, too. Starting this week I’ll be posting some teasers from Angels in Seashore Cove, every Tuesday of the month of February, for #TeaserTuesdays.

I absolutely love this cover & am so excited to share it…but I’ll have to patient. Until then, here is a short sneak peek from Chapter 1:

“Oh. My. Gosh. Did you see that?” Dianna Sheldon turned to Sean Donovan and slapped his palm.

“Ow!” Sean jerked away and paced his living room, cradling his hand, face scrunched in pain. “I think I heard bones crack.”

Dianna rolled her eyes. Six foot two, fit, and as the owner of a pub, Sean had his fair share of fistfights with drunken customers and jealous ex-boyfriends.

Mr. Macho held his hand like a five-year-old who’d just received punishment for trying to sneak a cookie from the cookie jar.

Dianna fisted her hands at her hips and shook her head in disgust. “You cannot be serious.”

“You hit really hard!”

“I couldn’t help it. I’m excited! I’ve never seen an in-the-park homerun before.”

“Well if you’re that excited…” Sean swaggered closer to her, his lips exaggeratingly puckered.

When he was within kissing distance, Dianna placed her hand over his face before he could reach his target. She had no idea when this little game of theirs had started, but at this point, she was so used to the gentle teasing, she’d miss it if he ever stopped. “Dream on.”

He chuckled and pulled away, his striking ice blue eyes holding an impish glint. “Stop denying this, Princess. You know you have the hots for me.”

“Not since we were thirteen and you were more interested in Jocelyn ‘I-developed-early’ Parks.”

Staring into space, a grin lit his face. “Oh, yeah. I forgot about her. Man, she was cute. We went out for about six months, which I think is a record for me.”

Focusing on the ballgame, Dianna shook her head. “You and your brother are so alike.”

“Hey, I am not as bad as Tucker.”

She contemplated that for a moment. “True. You at least stay in a relationship with a woman long enough to learn her name.”

Sean threw his large frame onto his comfortable couch, still cradling his hand.

“Oh! The Mets have two men on already.” She hurried to sit on the arm of the sofa and ran her hand over Sean’s short blond hair. “I need to rub your head for luck again.”

He swatted her away with a chuckle. “It was a fluke.”

“Shh, you’ll jinx it. They’re going all the way this year, you watch. And to think I almost missed it because…” Diana glanced at the cable box. “Oh shit, is that the right time?” She jumped up and gathered her purse and keys. “I have a date in an hour.”

Sean snorted. “Are you still seeing Kirk-the-Jerk?”

“Sean David Donovan, stop dissecting my choices in men. For the life of me I can’t understand why you don’t like him.”

“Any guy who refuses to own a cell phone is either weird or has something to hide.”

“Yeah, yeah. So you keep saying. What are your plans, anyway?”

“Sonia and I are going to dinner.”

“Oh? So I guess you two made up?” There it was again. That feeling of utter dread that crept into her heart whenever he mentioned his new girlfriend.

“We sure did.” He offered her a knowing grin.

Dianna forced a smile in return. “I’m glad.”

“Me too, because I really, really like her.” He peered up at her. “You like her too, don’t you?”

The words, ‘hell no’ were right on the tip of her tongue, but she bit them back. Although she longed to tell him the truth, why bother? As the owner of a successful pub, Sean met tons of beautiful, willing women, especially in the summer months when their small Long Island hamlet overflowed with Hamptons’ traffic. Sonia was just the next in line of women he really, really liked who would be gone in a few weeks.

“Well, she’s better than that stuck-up actress you were seeing at the beginning of the summer.” Technically, that wasn’t a lie, even if she didn’t exactly answer his question.

“Great.” He hopped up from the couch and walked her to the door. “Talk to you tomorrow and be careful, Princess.”

That familiar flutter filled her from within every time he called her that. “I promise.”

With a quick kiss to his cheek, Dianna headed down the flower-lined walkway.

The early September evening was slightly cooler than usual for this time of year on Long Island. The sweet fragrance of Sean’s prize roses lightened her step as she walked to her car.

She wished she could grow plants and flowers the way he did, but any time she tried, the doomed vegetation would soon meet its maker. Her vege-cide was a frequent subject in her comic strip. She’d made a name for herself online, with over a million followers on YouTube. The crude animations of her characters, Sandy and Chip, a twenty-something couple with zany adventures had gone viral a few years ago. Between that and a blooming designer cake business, she never had a dull moment.

One day, though, she was going to take her art beyond drawing comics and sculpting fondant flower petals. Paris called, but she had yet to answer.

And she had no idea why.

Dianna waved to Sean then pulled away from the curb. As soon as his house was out of sight, she slapped her forehead with the heel of her hand. God, she hated herself right now. Why couldn’t she just be honest with Sean and tell him she didn’t like Sonia? That she didn’t trust her? Sure, he might get upset, even angry, but would he really end their friendship over it?

God knows Sean never had a problem voicing his opinion over her dates and never once seemed to worry about how she’d react to it.
Sometimes she wondered if their life-long friendship meant more to her than it did to him.

Dianna sighed. She was being silly. She was close to a lot of people in her small town. Some she’d share her darkest secrets with, some just acquaintances, but Sean was different. They’d been BFF’s since the cradle—nearly thirty years of being each other’s shadow. She simply could not imagine a life without him, so she did everything she could to protect their relationship.

And that included lying about his girlfriends.

Pushing those thoughts aside, she pulled into her driveway. No time to stress over Sean, she had a date. One she very much looked forward to.

 

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