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•¤**¤•The Changeling by Madeline Archer•¤**¤•


The Changeling 
by Madeline Archer 
Genre: Fantasy Romance

The Changeling by Madeline Archer / Rose Anderson

Half-fae Lenox Pendry is surrounded by secrets and none are his to keep. Plucked from his mother’s arms as an infant and raised a changeling, Lenox grows to adulthood unaware of what and who he is and oblivious to the danger unfolding as his birthday draws near. After he’s unwittingly sent to the Scottish Lowlands out of harm’s way, he chances to meet a beautiful healer named Janet Roxburgh. The townspeople believe her to be a witch. It would appear Janet has a few secrets of her own.

©August 2015. Rose Anderson writing as Madeline Archer

Note: Madeline Archer is the pen name of award-winning author Rose Anderson. The Changeling comes from the sweeter side of Rose’s imagination and was inspired by the Scottish ballad of Tam Lin. Rated PG.



Rose Anderson is a multi-published award-winning author and dilettante who loves great conversation and delights in interesting things to weave into stories. She’s known for crafting characters that stay with you long after the last page has turned. Rose also writes across genres under the pen name Madeline Archer. She lives with her family and small menagerie amid oak groves and prairie in the rolling glacial hills of the upper Midwest.

As a self-described “persnickety leisure reader”, Rose especially enjoys novels that feel like they were written just for her. “It’s hard to explain, but if you have ever read a book that felt like you alone knew what the author was getting at, then you’ll know what I mean. I tend to sneak symbolism and metaphor into my writing. You might say it’s a game I play with myself when I write. I just love when readers email to say they’ve found something.” These hidden insights are her gift to her readers. Rose hopes readers will feel her stories were written just for them, for that’s the truth.

She lives with her family and small menagerie amid oak groves and prairie in the rolling glacial hills of the upper Midwest.

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The Changeling by Madeline Archer / Rose Anderson

Hello, my name is Rose Anderson and I am a romance novelist. As Rose, I write award-winning intimate romance. I also write children’s and youth books, murder mysteries and high-concept fiction, as well as historical non-fiction. As Madeline Archer, I write the other flavors of adult fiction, including the sweet romance featured here.

Experience tells me the literary characters created in my imagination evolve into people of substance. While I’m walking in their world they share with me all the details of their lives, details I either missed or never realized while I was writing them. Sometimes authors think a story will turn out one way when in fact it takes a completely different turn. Other times I discover characters know more than expected.  This always leaves me wondering who’s actually at the helm! I had an encounter recently when I found myself standing at the doorstep of an ancient mansion 1891 …

I often write historical stories and each one has its own architecture and landscape. I’m one of those total immersion authors. Because I love the escapism only good imagery provides, I write the sounds, smells, textures, and sights, into my stories. The moment I saw the building I knew where I was – Carterhaugh. The mansion sits just outside the town of Selkirk in the Scottish Lowlands. I raised the heavy bronze door knocker and made my presence known.

A small woman of no more than five feet tall answered the door. By her immaculate staid black dress and the hefty chatelaine of keys at her waist, I knew at once this was Mrs. Frew the housekeeper.

Her eyes sparkled with her smile when she said, “Ah Mistress Madeline! I’ve been expectin’ ye. Come in, dear. Come in.”

I smiled at the sound of my pen name spoken with the polite and practiced tone of a woman long-employed at the top of the household hierarchy. I followed her down a hallway to an older portion of the manor where she led me into her private rooms. The charming housekeeper’s sitting room had a cheery fire and was decorated with late-Victorian flounces and small China figurines and vases of flowers. This private space was a perk for the housekeeper who oversaw the service staff, a duty she shared with the head butler Monroe.

“Please, have a seat,” she told me gesturing to the small floral-patterned settee with its finely embroidered pillows. The small basket of embroidery sitting beside her chair suggesting she’d done them herself. She said, “I have a girl bringin’ our tea.” No sooner were her words out when a young woman lightly rapped at the door. I recognized her as chatty Winnet. The maid smiled at me and gave a slight dip of a courtesy. I could tell she’d like nothing better than to sit with us and share the household news. I’d written her that way.

“Ah there ye are, girl. Set it there.” Her last words came with a nod toward the small table before me. Winnet set her full tray down then curtseyed once more and was gone. Mrs. Frew saw to my tea and then her own before saying, “It’s so guid of ye t’ come, dear. I’d imagine ye have many questions and t’ tell ye the truth so do I. Perhaps we each can offer answers. So what is it ye want to know?”

 I said, “Perhaps we can, but first I’d like to say how well you’re looking today, Mrs. Frew. I know you’ve been under the weather.”

“Och, never mind me. Mistress Madeline. Janet Roxburgh takes guid care of me. The lass has a talent for mixing healing herbs, ye know. She sees to me several times each week and all is weel”

Her Scottish accent was exactly as I imagined while writing her. I told her how happy I was she was feeling better. Then I asked how young laird Lenox is fairing at Carterhaugh.

“Oh, the young laird is a guid man, as guid as his uncle Laird Charles was, god rest his dear soul.”

Lenox was a good man. All my heroes were. At this point in the story, he had no idea he was a half-fae changeling. Being privy to the inside details as I was, I also knew Mrs. Frew had an inkling of Lenox’ true nature. Testing how willing she was to speak of it, I went straight to the point.

“Mrs. Frew, may I ask, do you notice anything unusual about Lenox?”


I nodded.

“Ye mean beyond that he’s an outsider to these parts?”

Not wanting to lead the conversation beyond my question, I nodded again.

She gave me an appraising look as if testing how trustworthy I was with sensitive information. That was a solid trait in many large households like this. The servant staff may very well talk among themselves, but they seldom shared such opinions on their lairds and ladies with outsiders. Making her decision, she said, “He reminds me of my cousin.”


She nodded then told how her auntie had born a son much too soon and far too sickly to survive. She was only a girl at the time but explained how she had gone with her uncle when he placed the wee laddie upon a faery hill in the hopes the fae would take him away and make him well with their magic.

“My uncle Robbie explained that once taken, the poor sickly babe would never return. Leaving him was the only hope, ye see. An’ sure enough, come mornin’ the sickly babe was gone and a hale and hearty changeling was in his place. A changeling is a mixed-raced babe, dear, in case ye don’t know. The laddie had slightly pointed ears, but not so pointed as to be taken as a full-blooded fae.”

I asked if this was a common thing, leaving babies like that.

“Oh aye, it was common in the Highlands when I was a girl. It’s the only chance the sickly babes have, ye see. My auntie happily raised her changeling as her own, for it meant the fae had her son and were doing the same. Owen, she’d named them both.” Glynnis smiled remembering.

“And you say Lenox reminds you of baby Owen?”

“Aye, his lairdship has a similar presence.”

I asked her to explain.

“Manys the time I’d hold wee Owen and he’d set me to tingling from head to toe. It’s a sensation one never forgets, dear. That very same tingle comes from the touch of headmaster Eppa and from his daughter Janet every time she comes to treat me with her herbs. The tingling sensation also came from the hand of the new Laird of Carterhaugh.”

I’d written Mrs. Frew to be quite an astute woman.

“Mistress Madeline, if I may, do keep this opinion of mine to yerself, hmm? I don’t think our young laird knows what he is just yet.”

No he didn’t. But he’d have to know eventually. His life was in danger. I reached over and gave her slight fingers a squeeze of assurance. “His secret is safe with me, Mrs. Frew. Thank you for sharing your insights.”

She smiled and reaching for the plate of scones, said, “Mrs. Nevin, our cook, makes delicious scones. Do have one, dear. Now if ye don’t mind, I have a few questions myself.”



இڿڰۣ-ڰۣ— Undying Desire இڿڰۣ-ڰۣ—


Undying Desire

by Jessica Lee

Series: The Enclave, #3

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Entangled Publishing

Release Date: April 21, 2014


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Romantic Comedy¸.•*´¯)*•.¸♥

by Kim Carmichael
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Worth The Wait…
Twenty years ago, Drew Fulton was made famous in the genre-changing movie, Hollywood Stardust and fell in love with his costar, Erin Holland. Left heartbroken and fed up, he played his ultimate role and walked away from his life, taking on an entirely new persona. Now he wants everything back, from his place in the limelight to the love that made him leave. He only needs to make sure he can leave the past in the past.
Known as the spoiled, has-been star of Hollywood, Erin Holland has spent the last two decades pining away for the one love she cannot have.  Blindsided when Drew Fulton appears in her life as mysteriously as he disappeared, she is torn between acting on her heart and using Drew’s reappearance to relight her star.
Together for the first time in twenty years, their true passion consumes them, but the sparks of old wounds still threaten to burn out of control before they can decide if their love was worth waiting for.

Kim Carmichael began writing ten years ago when her love of happy endings inspired her to create her own. She has a weakness for bad boys and techno geeks, and married her own computer whiz after he proved he could keep her all her gadgets running. When not writing, she can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and helping top doctors build their practices.
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The Deverells Book 2

The Deverells Book 2
by Jayne Fresina
Genre: Historical Romance
He’s nice.
            He’s the eldest son of Victorian England’s most notorious rogue, but Storm Deverell just wants to keep life simple. Unlike the other members of his wild tribe, he steers clear of scandal and leads an honest, hard-working existence on a Cornish farm.
            Of course, it hasn’t always been that way. In the days of youthful rebellion, that hot Deverell temper earned Storm a bad reputation. But now he keeps his anger tamed so well nobody would ever know it’s still there.
            All things considered, Storm has everything he wants, whenever he wants it, in his uncomplicated world. And even if life is a little quiet sometimes, at least it’s predictable.
            Until a strange woman arrives to shatter his unchallenged bachelor tranquility.
            Stubborn, proudly independent and apparently immune to his infamous charm, Katherine Kelly is a disruption, a sharp-tongued, haughty madam, and the last thing he needs moving in as his neighbor.
            One touch of her smooth hands tells him she knows nothing about managing a farm. One glance at her rose-embroidered stockings warns him she’ll cause a commotion.
            Good thing he’s not looking for trouble these days.
She’s naughty.
            Escaping a seedy, gas-lit world of deception and villainy with a spinet full of stolen banknotes and snuff boxes, Kate is seeking a new beginning and a better future for her son. She’s come a long way to find sanctuary and fresh air, so that frustratingly calm, self-satisfied, straight-talking farmer in the next valley will not spoil it for her. Clearly he’s ruled the roost around here far too long, a local legend in his own mind. So what if Deverell believes a woman can’t survive without a man? Surviving is something this single mother knows how to do.  
            One touch of his rough hands tells her he’s dangerous. One glance into his blue eyes warns her he’ll be a distraction.
            Good thing she’s not looking for trouble these days.
            But these two headstrong, accidental neighbors will soon learn that trouble can find them without being sought. Because what’s “nice” can also be naughty, and what’s naughty…. is usually a Deverell.
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Barnes and NobleOlivia Monday, an impoverished widow, has taken a position as “secretary” to an eccentric, scandalous rake – a divorced man with a brood of eight children and at least two gun-shot wounds. For one year, against the advice of her remaining family members, she agrees to live in his remote Cornish castle and put pen to paper on his behalf. 

Despite everything she’s heard about him, she’s unafraid. Olivia welcomes the distraction this unusual post will provide— as well as the large fee— because the alternative of relying on relatives to put a roof over her head is intolerable. 

True Deverell has decided it’s time to set the record straight. He means to dictate his memoirs to this little widow who, according to the instructions he sent to his solicitor, should merely be plain and have a neat hand. Those are his only requirements. He doesn’t want any distractions, has endured his fill of scandal and intends now to leave the “True Story” on paper so that perhaps, one day, people will forgive his mistakes. 

But when Mrs. Olivia Monday arrives on his doorstep in her leaky boots and crumpled bonnet, True realizes that perhaps his story isn’t over yet. 

Jayne Fresina’s epitaph will probably include the words, “should have known better.” She shuffles around the house in worn-out woolly socks, doesn’t own a solitary t-shirt that isn’t stained, talks to herself, sings Amy Winehouse in the shower, has a morbid fear of sewing machines and ironing boards, drinks too much coffee, would work for coconut cake, and spends five hours a day writing to maintain a relative degree of sanity.
As a child, her desire to entertain manifested itself in weekly performances from a cupboard in her bedroom. The repertoire was extensive and varied, including a one-woman version of “Jaws”, complete with a musical interlude for ice-cream. Sadly her audience of stuffed animals, dolls and bored sisters was mostly unimpressed and only mildly attentive.
The entertainment she provides for her family is now sadly limited to occasional webcam shenanigans, since they are all far apart. Her sisters remain unimpressed by her writing career and only approve of her wicked stories when they can be assured the heroine is based upon them. They wait patiently for a story in which everyone keeps their clothes on. Mostly they claim to have no clue where she gets her ideas.
She really doesn’t know either.
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*❤*Contemporary Romance*❤*

Title: My Life as I Knew It
Author: Brenda Thornlow
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published: June 23rd, 2014
What would you do if you were sent back in time for some unknown reason? When Brianna wakes up this morning she will be faced with that very question. Brianna lives in New York with her husband, the love of her life, Greg. She’s happily married, has a great job, travels around the world and this year will be celebrating her birthday in style. Until the morning she wakes up in an apartment 3,000 miles from where she and Greg live, and seventeen years in the past! Returning to a life she hoped she would never have to think about ever again, much less relive!
I started writing at a very young age, mostly as an escape from the real world. It is something I have done on and off throughout my life, but never went so far as to actually try and get published.
I started my latest story, My Life As I Knew It, around 3 years ago. I was on a roll with it until I allowed life to get in the way. I am now officially picking up where I left off. It is the first book of a series on which I’m working.
I came up with the premise for this story while undergoing some pretty harsh challenges in my personal life. As mentioned before, I always liked writing as a means of escape. While going through these particularly tough times, I had a moment when I thought about what it would be like to go back in time and do certain things differently…which I’m sure almost everyone has thought about from time to time. I sat in front of my keyboard one morning, thought about what I would do if I had that chance and went from there.
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His Best Friend’s Girl
by Cathryn Fox
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Military Romance
With a little help—and a little kink—from her friend, she might just get her man.
Skylar Redmond’s Sky Bar is regularly wall-to-wall hot soldiers. Yet she is alone—and getting tired of it. Forget about finding a man who’ll rock her world in the bedroom. She’ll settle for a guy who’s stable, kind and compassionate.
Too bad that guy still sees her as the pigtailed girl from their youth, not the strong woman she is today. But maybe, with a little help, that’ll change.
As an ex-military field ambulance technician, Matt James excels at performing under pressure. Pretending to be interested in Skylar to help her capture the attention of his best friend? Piece of cake—because he won’t be faking it. He’s been in love with her since their school yard days, but never pushed it. She deserves someone who can offer her more.
A touch leads to a kiss, and a kiss to a night that throws a kink—or three—into Sky’s plan. Leaving her wondering if she’s going for the wrong man…and letting the right one slip through her fingers.

New York Times and USA today best selling author, Cathryn is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love. New York Times and USA today best selling author, Cathryn is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love. 

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Decayed Horizon by Elizabeth Sharp

Decayed Horizon

by Elizabeth Sharp

Genre: New Adult Dystopian




I awoke in a destroyed subway station fifty years in the future. Less than a quarter of Earth’s population has survived and those who remain are changed. No one is afraid to unleash their new abilities on each other. They all want something from me. 

I can never go back home. 

Drake came to my rescue. He made me happy to stay, but I still don’t know if I can trust him. 

Now we’re on the move. We have to keep going, though I have no way of knowing if there is hope beyond the decay or only more destruction. 


Elizabeth Sharp is the pen name used by Donna Dull. A full time mom and part dreamer, Donna is addicted Facebook while still recovering from her Dr. Pepper problem. A self-proclaimed techno geek, she loves cell phones, computers, tablets and all things technological. The internet has to be the greatest invention since the wheel, in her opinion. She lives in a quiet subdivision with her husband, young son, three cats, and far too many electronics. It’s quite possible she has some raccoon in her DNA, because she loves glitter and anything that sparkles. She enjoys making jewelry and costumes. Halloween is her favorite holiday since it’s the one day of the year that you can be whatever you want. But her first love will always be writing. Otherwise, hearing voices in her head would make her feel schizophrenic.

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☆Romantic Suspense, Military Romance☆

Redemption River
Men of Mercy 1
by Lindsay Cross
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Military Romance
Hunter James didn’t want or need redemption.
Until one mission turns his world upside down.
He left Mercy to fight for his country and escape a broken heart. Years later, he is hard. Cold. A man without mercy.  Part of an elite Task Force, he tracks a brutal terrorist to his home town. And runs into the woman who betrayed him…
 Evangeline Videl was destroyed when Hunter left. Determined to move on, she finds another man, but discovers too late the monster hidden beneath his smooth smile. Struggling to find the conviction to live, Evie finds her life spinning out of control.
Then Hunter returns…
Forced to band together to find the terrorist before its too late, Hunter and Evie must learn to forgive or risk losing the promise of redemption and their lives…
Ranger James accepted his best friend’s death like a good soldier. 

With guilt. Regret. Vengeance. But a forbidden desire keeps pulling him from his mission…

Desire for his best friend’s widow.

Killed in Action. That’s why Amy Carter’s husband wasn’t coming home. 

A war widow, alone and broke, Amy struggles to revive her family’s crop dusting service to survive. Now she takes to the skies to find escape. Escape from the pain. From the guilt. From the earth-shattering desire for her husband’s best friend. 

Amy and Ranger can’t fight the attraction between them any longer. But one fateful night cleaves their new found love in two…

Can they find the will to fight for true love? Or will an evil so shocking destroy their lives for good?
They say you can’t go home again. Jared Crowe never wanted to. 

Home meant facing memories of abuse and neglect. Of dark closets and evil nightmares. Of his own relatives intent on killing him. But now his brother’s kidnapping forces him to face those demons. Only this time, Jared isn’t a scared little boy. He’s a full-grown Special Forces operative bent on revenge.

As a little girl, Sparrow Pickney risked her life to free two abused boys. As a grown woman Sparrow needs to earn a place in her adopted family’s business or be forced into a life of degradation. The chance to prove her family loyalty comes when she catches Jared spying on the compound and captures him.

When Jared sees his captor, he realizes she’s the girl of his dreams and vows to rescue her from a life of poverty. What Jared doesn’t know is Sparrow may not be the savior he remembers…but the one responsible for abducting and torturing his brother.

Jared is determined to find the truth. But that truth may be more than his heart can take.
Lindsay Cross is the award-winning author of the Men of Mercy series. She is the fun loving mom of two beautiful daughters and one precocious Great Dane. Lindsay is happily married to the man of her dreams – a soldier and veteran. During one of her husband’s deployments from home, writing became her escape and motivation.
An avid reader since childhood, reading and writing is in her blood. After years of reading, she discovered her true passion – writing. Her alpha military men are damaged, drop-dead gorgeous and determined to win the heart of the woman of their dreams.

❀The Best Laid Wedding Plans❀

The Best Laid Wedding Plans
by Lynnette Austin
Genre: Contemporary Romance

With love in their hearts and
crafting the perfect wedding on their minds, the possibilities are endless for
the ladies of Lynette Austin’s new Magnolia Brides series.
Jenni Beth Beaumont left her broken heart behind when she took her dream job
in Savannah. But after her brother’s death, Jenni Beth returns home to help
mend her parents’ hearts as well as restore their beautiful but crumbling
antebellum mansion. New dreams take shape as Jenni Beth sets to work replacing
floors and fixing pipes to convert the family homestead into the perfect
wedding destination. However, some folks in their small Southern town are
determined to see her fail.

Cole Bryson was once the love of Jenni Beth’s life, but the charming
architectural salvager has plans of his own for the Beaumont family home. As
the two butt heads,
old turmoil is brought to the surface and Cole and Jenni Beth will have to work
through some painful memories and tough realities before they can set their
pasts aside and have a second chance at their own happily ever after.

The luxury of staying home when the
weather turns nasty, of working in PJs and bare feet, and the fact that
daydreaming is not only permissible but encouraged, are a few of the reasons
middle school teacher Lynnette Austin gave up the classroom to write full-time.
Lynnette grew up in Pennsylvania’s Alleghany Mountains, moved to Upstate New
York, then to the Rockies in Wyoming. Presently she and her husband divide
their time between Southwest Florida’s beaches and Georgia’s Blue Ridge
Mountains. A finalist in RWA’s Golden Heart Contest, PASIC’s Book of Your Heart
Contest, and Georgia Romance Writers’ Maggie Contest, she’s published five
books as Lynnette Hallberg. Having grown up in a small town, that’s where her
heart takes her—to those quirky small towns where everybody knows
everybody…and all their business, for better or worse.
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★★This Love of Mine★★

This Love of Mine
by Miranda Liasson
Series: Mirror Lake, #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 6, 2015

Bridal shop owner Meg Halloran spends her days making other women’s wedding dreams come true—and her nights dreaming of her childhood crush, hometown heartthrob Dr. Benjamin Rushford. After a lifetime of wearing her heart on her sleeve, she’s done waiting. Meg’s ready to find love, with or without him. Moving on feels right—until Ben pops an unexpected question.

To win the open ER position in Mirror Lake, Ben has to convince the board that he’s settled and ready to put down roots. His latest stroke of genius? Asking Meg, the local good girl, to be his pretend girlfriend. With her by his side, he’s a shoo-in for the job. But he’s in over his head because, as much as he tries to deny it, Meg tempts him. And if she learns the truth about a secret that has shadowed and shaped his life, will she ever be able to forgive him?

Ben leads Meg out onto the dance floor at a business dinner, and she’s very uncomfortable…

“Okay, baby, here we go. Hold on tight!” Ben’s face lit up with clear glee as he spun and twirled, tipped and swayed, keeping a hard and fast grip on her at all times.
He put his hands on her hips and had her mimic his own movements.
Terror threatened to freeze her limbs but she couldn’t not do . . . something. Maybe it was the fact that she felt responsible for doing whatever she could to help him get this job. But maybe it was the look of pure joy on Ben’s face that mesmerized her, made her feel giddy and . . . happy. Yes, happy in a way that made her throw herself into the dancing with reckless abandon for the first time in her life. She shook, she shimmied, she did wild and crazy things like swung and swayed and twisted. The disastrous evening seemed far away, and she was enveloped in Ben’s smile, his confident touch, and his cocky swagger as he clearly loved every move.
He drew her near and said into her ear, “Hang on for the finale, sweetheart.” Before she could respond, he pushed her until she flew away from him, then when their arms were fully outstretched and they were holding on only by their fingertips, he reeled her slowly back in until their bodies were touching, hips swaying together in a rhythm fueled by the erotic beat of the music.
As he flung her out one final time, she lost balance a little and cast out an arm to compensate. She stumbled, clutching at him to avoid falling. That was when she heard the rip.
The first sensation was relief—she could finally breathe. But that was followed quickly by terror as she realized the entire seam along the backside of her dress had ripped wide open, and the entire restaurant was about to catch a full and unobstructed view of her ass.
She spun and backed up against Ben’s body, plastering herself flat against him.
“Wow, Meggie,” Ben said as she ground into his crotch. “I never realized dancing got you so hot.”
She twisted her neck around far enough to send him the stink eye. Then she clutched at him for dear life.
“Do not move away from me,” she managed.
“Sure, no problem. Are you . . . flirting with me? Because if you are, I’m all in.” As she pushed against him, he wrapped his hands around her upper arms, a move which normally would have caused goose bumps to course up and down their lengths.
She scootched up against his chest and put her mouth near his ear. “Listen to me carefully. I’m only going to say this once. I am not flirting with you. My dress tore and . . .”
He stilled suddenly. “And what?” he asked.
“And I always wear undies. I never go anywhere without them. Except maybe for today.”
He tried pushing her away, no doubt to see the spectacle for himself, but she clung to him with the suction of an octopus.
“I didn’t think you were that kind of gal, Meggie.” His voice sounded choked.
“Panty lines are embarrassing. I had no choice.”
“Just help me!”
“How do you propose I do that?”
“You’re used to dealing with crises, aren’t you? Think of something!”
“Keep smiling,” he said calmly. “And wave to all the nice people who are staring at us.”
Somehow, she managed to hold it together while he slowly backed them both off the dance floor, steering them to an opening to the kitchen.
“Hey, can we have a napkin?” he asked one of the kitchen staff. “My girlfriend just split her dress. Ouch!” He glared at Meg while holding his ribs, which she’d just elbowed. “What’d you do that for?”
“I’m flattered if you think a napkin is going to cover my ass but I need something bigger!”
“Can I change that to a tablecloth, please?” he asked as he fended off another poke. Then he turned to her. “Your ass isn’t that big, honey,” he said, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. A move which accentuated his damn dimples. Then he shrugged off his suit coat and handed it to her. “Try this.”
Eyes narrowed in her most practiced Darth Vader glare, she took the coat and tied it around her waist. “Thanks,” she managed.

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Miranda Liasson loves to write stories about courageous but flawed characters who find love despite themselves, because there’s nothing like a great love story. And if there are a few laughs along the way, even better! She’s a former Golden Heart winner who writes lighthearted contemporary romance for Montlake Publishing and also writes series romance for Entangled Publishing. She lives in the Midwest with her husband, three kids, and Posey, a rescue cat with attitude.

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