Kisses Don't Lie

"Humorous...delightfully quirky."
—Romantic Times

Bailey Ventura has a thing for dark-haired men who can sing, so when she hears about the World Championship Elvis Impersonator competition that will soon be held in Las Vegas, she can't resist checking it out.

Luck is on Bailey's side when she hits the slots and wins a fiery red Thunderbird, but she thinks she's the luckiest girl alive when she meets Carter Davis, head of casino security, who also happens to sing like, well, Elvis.

Carter commands respect from his peers, and he's caught the eye of every showgirl up and down The Strip, but when he meets Bailey, his tough persona begins to fall away. He even agrees to help her drive her new car home to Coupeville, Washington, where he is unexpectedly charmed by her zany family.

Is Carter the best thing that's ever happened to Bailey? Or is he just a devil in disguise, taking her for one long pleasure ride, with a hidden agenda that will break her heart?

Sneak Peek: No Shoes, No Shirt, Big Problem

        Things are heating up in the Virgin Islands! More specifically, on tiny St.John. A heroine burnt out from court room fiascos, a hero with wounds that need healing…can falling in love be the answer to their problems?
        Taylor Grant, attorney at law, doesn’t play by the rules.  Heck, she doesn’t even know the rules; she hasn’t read the book. But what she does know is that she isn’t interested in all those things that seem to turn most other women into mush.  A white picket fence doesn’t do much to arouse her; a big, strong man is fine to look at—even take for a test run—but she doesn’t want him making any long-term plans that include vows she can’t possibly live up to; and having a baby?  Well, she just doesn’t have the time.  Not if it’s a human baby, anyway.
        Still, what woman doesn’t need a little romance now and then? But being involved in STA (Save Them All), an organization that deals with animal welfare issues, keeps her far too busy to think about becoming bogged down in domestic life. And while the words thrill me, kiss me, hold me are on her lips, it’d take a pretty spectacular man to turn her head and, frankly, she doubts a man that spectacular exists.
        Cole McKenzie isn’t just tough; he’s cowboy tough.  And good thing, too, else he might not have survived his last go-round with his nemesis Red Jacket, a 2,000-pound, fire-breathing mountain of bull flesh who did everything he could to get Cole off his back.
        And then he trampled him into the dirt.
        Unfortunately, being trampled by Red Jacket wasn’t the worst thing to happen that day.  While Cole lay injured in a hospital room, two-hundred miles from home, his wife lay in the arms of another man.
        In time, Cole’s physical wounds heal, but getting over the loss of his marriage isn’t so easy.  He needs some time away, somewhere where the only thing he has to think about is the turquoise-colored water rolling in to shore and the position of the sun in the sky.
        St. John, of the U.S. Virgin Islands is just the place.
        With the sun over his head, and powdery white sand beneath his feet, things are going well, but, before long, the cowboy has a new battle to fight: his feelings for a fiery brunette who’s recently arrived on the island for a much needed rest.  She just might be Cole’s toughest opponent yet.
        Will he be able to hang on for the ride?  And will Taylor be able to look beyond his past profession of bull riding—which she refers to as animal torture—to even let him try?

Find out in No Shoes, No Shirt, Big Problem