Friday, June 29, 2012

Tag, I'm It!

I was tagged by Sahara Roberts at along with six other authors. My challenge is to go to page 7 of my current work in progress and post seven lines. When I’m done posting, I get to tag seven other authors to do the same and tag 7 more authors.

So, here are 7 lines from page 7 of my upcoming release RIDE-ALONG, the fourth book in my Badge Bunnies Series!

She sat back, notebook on her lap. “So, how exactly do you identify a badge bunny? Do they simply come up to you and tell you they’re card-carrying members of the bunny sorority, or do they give you some kind of secret sign—like making bunny ears with their fingers?”

Grant chuckled. “It's much more subtle than that. Usually, they’ll come up and start asking standard questions about the police profession. You know, what made us become police officers and what kind of training we’ve had.”

RIDE-ALONG is coming soon to Amazon, Barnes & Noble and ARe! Read an excerpt and catch up with the other books in the series at

And now to tag 7 other authors. Be sure to check out their blogs!

Sky Robinson -
Savannah Chase -
Drea Becraft -
Em Petrova -
Randi Alexander -
Casey Crow -
Jasmine Haynes -


Wednesday, June 27, 2012

New Cover! RIDE-ALONG!

Got my cover for RIDE-ALONG, the fourth book in my hot Badge Bunnies Series, and I love it! Gemini Judson is the artist!

Laci Howe has always had a thing for cops, so she's thrilled when her newspaper editor sends her on a ride-along with two of San Francisco's finest.

Jase Neilsen and Grant Chapman are so gorgeous, she can't help but flirt a little as she interviews them. When the two cops confide in her about one of the perks that comes with the being a man in uniform - badge bunnies - she's intrigued. Things get even more interesting when they tell her in graphic and very sexy detail about their experiences with these cop-loving ladies.

Laci's so turned on by the time the ride-along ends, she gives into her inner badge bunny and invites Jase and Grant back to her place for a hot night of sex complete with spanking and handcuffs that she won't soon forget. The pleasure she experiences at the hands of the two men is so far beyond amazing, it should probably be considered illegal. Good thing she's with two cops, isn't it?

Read an Excerpt!

Coming soon to Amazon, B&N and ARe!


Sunday, June 24, 2012

Winner of the Lovestruck Blog Hop!

The winner of the Lovestruck Blog Hop is Tina B!

Congratulations on winning a copy of ANIMAL ATTRACTION!


Thursday, June 21, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - Things to Take to the Beach!

Thirteen Things to Take to the Beach!

A beach bag to carry all your stuff!

Beach chairs!

Sun hat!

Beach towel!

Beach umbrella!

(unless you're going to a nude beach, of course!)

Camera so you can take pics of hunky lifeguards like the one in my TT banner!

Something to drink!
(it doesn't have to be Propel, but extra points if you do because it's so yummy!)




(the higher the spf, the better!)

A red-hot read!
(it doesn't have to be one of mine, of course, but lots of extra points if it is - although if it is, you might have to bring vibrator, too - just make sure it's small enough to be discreet!)


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Sexy Summer Solstice Blog Hop!

Welcome to the Summer Solstice Blog Hop Jun 20 - 24!

Get ready for fun in the sun with hot hunks, cool prizes and yummy excerpts! You could win some very sexy books, including one from my backlist - reader's choice!

I'd love to share an excerpt from A COP, HIS WIFE AND HER BEST FRIEND, the newest book in my hot Badge Bunnies Series!

With the popularity of my bestselling menage stories Kareigh's Cowboys, And The Ranch Hand Makes Three, and most recently Two Cops A Girl And A Pair Of Handcuffs, I knew I wanted to write another menage for this series. I wanted to do something a little different, though, so I did a F/F/M instead of my usual M/F/M. And I gotta say, I had fun with it! LOL! While it's still mostly about the guy and the two girls, there are a few sexy surprises! Along with handcuffs and some yummy spankings! Hope you like it!

After you read the excerpt, don't forget to check out my hot hunk!

Happy Reading!

Capri Faraday hasn't seen her old college roommate in years, so she's thrilled to be able to spend her vacation with Aly and her hot, hunky cop husband, Sam. When she gets to Tampa, she sees a side of her friend she's never seen before - her backside, while Aly is draped over Sam's knee getting a spanking. Capri is stunned. She's even more shocked to discover that watching Aly get her bottom warmed turns her on like crazy.

After Aly confesses she likes getting spanked for being a bad girl, Capri talks her friend into doing something naughty just so she can watch Sam redden her derriere again. But when it comes out that Capri was behind the whole thing, she finds herself bare-bottomed and getting spanked alongside her best friend. If she thought watching Aly getting a spanking got her hot and bothered, that's nothing compared to getting one herself!


They were in the same dressing room trying on clothes when Capri caught sight of the barely discernible red marks crisscrossing Aly’s ass cheeks at the edges of her tiny bikini panties. Capri caught her friend’s arm and turned her back to the lights above the full-length mirror so she could get a closer look. She almost reached out to run her fingers over them, but stopped herself just in time.

“I can’t believe you still have marks from last night,” she said.

Aly looked over her shoulder at her reflection. “The strap always leaves marks. It’s one of the reasons I love Sam to spank me with it.”

Capri studied them again. “They look really sexy. Can you feel them?”

“When I sit down. A good strapping can do that even though Sam never smacks my ass harder than I can take. That's the best part of getting strapped. Feeling it the next day and remembering how hot the sex was. It keeps me excited for a few days afterward.”

Capri was still marveling at that as they tried on shoes a little while later. She and Aly both fell in love with the same pair. High heels with sexy straps, they were absolutely beautiful. But they are also crazy expensive.

“You should get them,” Capri said impulsively.

Aly looked up from the shoes she'd been admiring in the mirror. “Are you nuts? I can't afford these. I could pay for a top of the line sink for what they're charging for these things. Sam would flip out.”

“I didn’t say you should keep them. You can always bring them right back and get a full refund. After they've served their purpose, of course.”

Aly glared at her. “And what purpose is that? Getting me in trouble?”

Capri didn’t answer. Probably because she couldn’t believe the direction her thoughts were taking. It seemed Aly wasn’t the only one who liked being a bad girl.

Aly’s eyes went wide. “Oh, my God. You're trying to get me spanked again so you can watch!”

Capri cringed. “Why don’t you say it a little louder, Aly? I don't think they heard you down at the food court.”

Her friend pulled off the shoes and tossed them back in the box. “But that is what you're doing, isn't it? Trying to give Sam a reason to whack my ass again so you can watch and play with yourself?”

Hearing Aly put it so bluntly made Capri’s face heat. Her friend wasn't wrong. That was exactly the thought that had crept into her naughty head. “Yes. But it sounds pretty bad when you say it like that. Forget I said anything.”

Aly stood there regarding her for so long Capri blushed all over again. “So you really want to watch me get spanked again?”

Capri nodded.

“Okay. Then I'm up for it.” Aly pointed a finger at her. “But you have to promise to stay for the whole thing. I want to know you're watching me the entire time, and that includes the sex afterward.”

Capri felt like Aly had just given her an extra special Christmas present. She jumped up and hugged her friend. “Deal. But only if you're sure Sam won't freak out too much about the shoes. I don't want to get you into any serious trouble.”

“He won't. Besides, if he gets too upset, I can always tell him it was all your idea.”

Capri laughed. “Very funny.”

She and Aly giggled about their plan all the way home. Underneath the laughter, however, the sexual tension was palpable. Capri’s clit tingled so much, she had to rub her thighs together to keep from going insane.

The moment they got home, Aly put the shopping bag in the living room,
positioning it perfectly to make sure Sam couldn't miss it. The store they’d purchased the shoes from used fancy bags with their name on them, so he’d know right away that his wife had spent some serious change. To be on the safe side, Aly placed the sales receipt right on top.

“I’m getting spanked, guaranteed.” Aly grinned. “God, I'm so excited.”

“Me, too,” Capri admitted. “I can't believe we're really doing this.”

“We?” Aly laughed as she took vegetables and beef tips out of the fridge. “You plan on getting spanked with me?”

“Of course not!”

“Didn’t think so.” Aly turned on the oven. “You know, this will be the third night in a row that I've gotten spanked. I'm going to have one hell of a sore bottom tomorrow.”

Capri would have felt bad if her friend wasn’t practically pinging off the wall in anticipation. Aly couldn't wait for her hunk-of-a-cop husband to punish her while Capri watched. She wrapped her arms around her friend and gave her a hug.

“Poor Aly. Don't worry. I'll rub lotion on your bottom afterward.”

Aly’s lips curved. “Don't think I won't remind you of that promise.”

While she couldn’t resist teasing her friend, Capri was just as eager for Sam to get home. She could barely concentrate on helping Aly make dinner.

“Do you think Sam will want to spank you the moment he gets home?” she asked as Aly put the casserole dish in the oven.

Aly shook her head. “Not with you here. He’ll do it when we go to bed.”

Capri didn’t know if she could wait that long.

Her friend refilled their glasses with iced tea. “We don't want to look too obvious when Sam comes in. That could blow the whole deal. Remember to look natural.”

“Will he use the strap on you again?” Capri asked.

“Probably not. At least not the strap you saw.” Aly put the pitcher back in the fridge. “Sam never likes to use any particular spanking implement too often. He doesn't want me to get bored with it, you know? He'll pick something different.”

Capri’s eyes widened. “Exactly how many spanking implements do you guys have?”

“Oh! I forgot you haven't seen our collection.” She grabbed Capri's hand and pulled her toward the stairs. “Come on. I’ll show it to you. If you like one, maybe I can steer Sam in that direction.”

Upstairs, Aly led her into the big walk-in closet. She pushed aside the clothes that hung from an upper rack, revealing an entire wall of spanking implements. The array was bewildering.

“There are so many. How do you ever choose which one to use?”

“Sam always picks for me, and he's never wrong.” Aly took a wooden paddle off its hook. It was so highly polished, it looked like glass. “This one is my favorite. It doesn't look it, but it’s heavy. It doesn't leave a smack as much as it does a solid thud when it
hits my ass. I feel it all the way to my toes when he gets me good with it.”

Capri took the paddle from her friend and tested its weight. “You’re right. It is heavier than it looks.”

Before she even realized what she was doing, she reached around and
experimentally smacked herself on the ass with the paddle. She didn't do it very hard, but she still felt it through her jeans. Yikes, that thing was dangerous. Aly must have a tough bottom.

She handed it back to her friend. “That’s way too much for me.”

“I agree.” Aly hung it back up. “It’s definitely not something a novice should start with.”

Capri laughed. “Hey! You're the one getting the spanking, remember? I'm the one hiding behind the door playing with herself.”

“I know.” Aly reached for another paddle. This one was wider, but much thinner, kind of like a ping pong paddle. “I was just telling you in case you decide to buy yourself some paddles. When you find the right guy, I mean.”

“Right. Like a good spanker comes along every day.”

They spent the next fifteen minutes trying out the different paddles, crops, straps and whips in Aly’s collection. Capri almost asked Aly to give her a few smacks with each of them, but just the thought made her blush. Then she imagined Sam spanking her, and her face colored even more.

She couldn’t stop oohing and aahing over how different they all felt. Her bottom was tingling nicely by the time she handed the last paddle back to Aly, and she was tempted to push down her jeans and sneak a peek at her ass in the full length mirror on the wall to see if it was red.

Aly regarded her thoughtfully. “I wouldn’t have thought it, but I’d say you're a strap girl.”

“You think so?” Capri eyed the long, brown leather strap Sam had used on Aly the night before. “Maybe so. It does leave a nice heat as it wraps around during the swing.”

She swung her gaze around to Aly. “But that was with me using it on myself. I'm sure it’d sting much more if someone used it on me.” Like Sam. “Not that I intend to find out, of course.”

“Of course,” Aly agreed.

As her friend pushed the clothes back over the wall that held her toys, a flash of something silver caught Capri’s attention. She reached out and pushed aside one of Aly's sun dresses to reveal a pair of chrome-plated handcuffs dangling from a hook.

“Why are Sam’s handcuffs in here with your spanking stuff?” Capri couldn't take her eyes off them. They were like jewelry.

Aly laughed. “They’re not his work handcuffs. They’re for me. Even though I loved getting spanked, I sometimes have a habit of reaching back to cover my ass. I do it without thinking. Sam doesn't like it. He's afraid he'll whack my hand or arm and hurt me. He’ll cuff me so I can’t reach back.”

Capri remembered hearing Sam ask Aly if she needed to be restrained during the strapping he’d given her last night.

“Sometimes I put my hands back on purpose just so he'll cuff me,” Aly admitted.

“Being held captive like that is a mind-bender.”

Capri stared at the cuffs, entranced. Just the thought of having them on her wrists was making her so wet she had to fight the urge to shove her hands down her jeans and touch herself.

“We’d better get back downstairs,” Aly said. “Sam'll be home soon.”

Her friend’s timing was impeccable. They weren't in the kitchen for more than five minutes before Capri heard the sounds of Sam's cruiser pulling up.

Aly grinned. “Show time.”

How could she be so calm? Capri felt as if she was about to explode.
Capri’s breath hitched as the door opened. If Sam walked right past the shoes, the set-up was a bust. That was a serious possibility. How many men would notice a shopping bag?

But Sam stopped in the living room. A moment later, Capri heard the bag rustle.

Aly winked. “Score!”

“Alyssa, what the hell are these?” Sam demanded.

“Here we go.” Aly wiped the grin off her face and walked into the living room, motioning Capri to follow.

Capri obeyed, but slowed the moment she saw Sam's face. He looked absolutely intimidating standing there in his uniform with his arms crossed over his chest. He also looked extremely perturbed. Maybe this hadn't been such a bright idea. What if he and Aly ended up having a fight over the shoes instead? That wouldn’t be very sexy.

Sam held up the sales receipt. “Alyssa, what the hell is this?”

“The receipt for the new shoes I bought today.” Aly took the box out of the shopping bag and lifted the lid. “Aren't they gorgeous?”

Sam scowled. “No, they're not gorgeous. They're two weeks’ worth of savings down the drain. Alyssa, we talked about this.”

Aly put on a crestfallen face. “I guess I screwed up again, huh?”

“Yeah, Aly. You did.”

She caught her lower lip between her teeth and looked up at him from underneath her lashes. Damn, Aly was good at this.

“Are you going to spank me?” she asked softly.

Sam did a double take. He looked pointedly at Capri, then arched a brow at his wife. Aly waved a hand in Capri’s direction.

“Don't mind Capri. I told you, we share everything. She knows all about my spankings.”

Sam went from surprised to looking downright shocked. “Does she? Well then, I guess she won't mind if I take you upstairs right now to give you the spanking you so richly deserve?”

Aly’s eyes went wide. “Right now?”

“Right now. The spanking I have in mind for you won't wait.” He turned his gaze on Capri. “I hope you won't mind if dinner is a little late?”

“Of course not,” Capri murmured.

She could hardly wait until Sam led Aly upstairs so she could follow. The fact that he knew she knew Aly was going to get spanked was so damn sexy she could barely stand it.

Aly hung back when Sam took her hand. “I don't think I should be the only one getting spanked, Sam. Capri is way more to blame for this than I am. I wasn't going to buy the shoes, but she said it was none of your business what I do with my money. I tried to tell her we were saving up to remodel the kitchen, but she was in full I-amwoman-hear-me-roar mode and wouldn't let up. The whole store was looking at us, including the security guard. I ended up buying the shoes just to keep us from being tossed out. If I’m getting spanked, so should she.”

Capri gaped. What the hell was Aly saying, this was all her fault That hadn't been the plan.

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Friday, June 15, 2012

Lovestruck Giveaway Hop!

Welcome to the Lovestruck Giveaway Blog Hop June 15 - 22!

If you like stories with a hero and heroine who fall head over heels for each other the moment they meet, you're in the right place because I'm giving away a copy of my EPIC Award Finalist ANIMAL ATTRACTION, the first book in my Alaskan Werewolves Series! Hunter McCall and Eliza Bradley meet in a diner when she asks if she can borrow the bottle of ketchup from his table. It's love at first sight for both of them. Which wouldn't be a problem if Hunter weren't a werewolf!

The giveaway is open to anyone and everyone (US, Canada and International) with an email address! To enter, leave a comment along with your email address. I'll announce the winner on the 24th!

Happy Reading!


Not only are werewolves real, but they're damn hunky, too!

Frustrated when none of the real newspapers will hire her as a reporter, Eliza Bradley takes the only job she can get – at a paranormal magazine. Her first assignment takes her to Fairbanks , Alaska to investigate the possibility that a werewolf has killed two local hikers.

She forgets about the story, however, when she meets Hunter McCall, a local college professor and an expert on wolves. The man is an absolute hunk, and she finds herself spending more time in his bed than worrying about werewolves. That is, until Eliza finds out that Hunter isn’t just an animal in the sack, he’s an animal out of it, too - of the werewolf variety! Talk about a complicated relationship!

But Eliza can’t dwell on Hunter’s little shapeshifting issues. There’s another werewolf out there with a taste for human blood, and she and Hunter are the only ones who can stop him.


“Anything else I can get for you folks?” she asked.

Eliza glanced down at the table before looking up at the waitress again. “Ketchup?”

The woman nodded. “There’s a bottle on the table right behind you, sugar. Enjoy your dinner.”

Eliza had expected the woman to bring her a new bottle of ketchup, or at least grab the one off the other table for them, like waitresses in most restaurants would usually do.

Maybe it was a diner thing. Or an Alaska thing. Either way, it seemed she would be going to get her own bottle of ketchup.

Taking her napkin off her lap and placing it on the table, Eliza pushed back her chair and got to her feet. When the waitress had told her that there was a bottle of ketchup on the table behind theirs, she had naturally assumed it was unoccupied,so she was surprised to see a man sitting there. And not just the average, run-of-the-mill guy she’d expect to find in a diner either, but a mouth-watering specimen of a man. Her breath caught as she found herself stopping right there in the middle of the diner to stare at him She had read in Cosmo once that there was something different about Alaskan men, that living in the great white north made them more masculine and sexy. Staring at the man seated at the table, she could well believe it.

Thank goodness he was intent on whatever he was reading on the laptop in front of him, because he would surely think she was a freak standing there staring at him with her mouth hanging open. But good heavens, with that thick, dark hair, chiseled, hair-roughened jaw, and wide, sensual mouth, how could any woman not be mesmerized?

Abruptly realizing how idiotic she must look just standing there, Eliza finally forced her feet to move. As she neared his table, the man looked up from his laptop and she felt her breath hitch as his gaze met hers. She’d never seen eyes like his before. Not quite brown, but not really hazel, either, the only way she could think to describe them was gold. And the sexiest pair of eyes she’d ever seen. The heat from them mesmerized her, pulling her into their depths, and suddenly she found it very hard to breathe.

When he lifted a brow in question, she finally managed to break out of her trance. “I, um, was wondering if I could steal your ketchup,” Eliza stammered, her face coloring. “We don’t have any,” she added, glancing back at her table.

The man followed the direction of her gaze, his gold eyes settling on the photographer for a moment before he gave her a smile. “Sure.”

Picking up the bottle, he held it out to her. As she reached for it, her fingers brushed his and she almost gasped as the most amazing sensation swept through her. It was as though she’d just gotten completely and thoroughly kissed. Her knees felt weak and there was a delicious little flutter in her belly that left her breathless.

It was then that she realized she hadn’t actually taken the bottle of ketchup yet. She was just standing there touching him like a doofus. She tried to cover her bizarre behavior by grabbing the bottle, but all she did was almost knock it out of his hand. They both fumbled with the thing for a moment before she finally gained control of it.

Could she be any more lame? She could already feel the heat rushing to her face.

“I think your boyfriend’s waiting for the ketchup,” he said when she continued to just stand there.

Eliza’s brow furrowed in confusion at the word “boyfriend,” but then she realized he must be referring to the photographer.

She forced her attention away from the pleasant warmth that still swirled between her thighs and gave him a smile. “Oh, you mean Andy. He’s not my boyfriend. We just work together.”

One eyebrow rose. “Really.”

Oh God. Did he think she was trying to come on to him? Crap, she really needed to go back to her table before she did something else to embarrass herself. But she couldn’t seem to make her feet move. She had a crazy urge to reach out and touch him again to see if that same sexual spark would happen. Resisting the impulse, she instead reached up to tuck her long, dark hair behind her ear. “But you’re right. He is probably waiting for the ketchup.”

Giving the man another smile, she forced herself to turn and walk back to her table. Halfway there, however, she couldn’t resist glancing over her shoulder to take one more look at him. He was regarding her with those incredible golden eyes of his, and her pulse fluttered wildly at the intensity in his gaze.

What was going on with her? She’d never experienced anything like this in her life. She had to get control of herself. Giving him one more look over her shoulder, she turned and stumbled back to her seat in a daze, clutching the bottle of ketchup in her hand.

Across from her, Andy lifted a brow as if to ask, what the hell is wrong with you? When she didn’t say anything, he prompted, “You just going to sit there and hold that all night, or can I use the ketchup?”

She blinked. “What? Oh, yeah. Sorry,” she mumbled, handing it to him.

Eliza watched as the photographer dumped ketchup on his onion rings, and then began to dig into his meal. She knew she should be doing the same, but she couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened. Her heart was still racing as if she’d just come back from a run. Or had just finished having some really great sex. Good heavens, and all of that was from a mere brush of the fingers. She couldn’t keep herself from wondering what it would have been like if he really had kissed her.

It was a long time before Eliza could focus on her food, and by then, she realized she wasn’t really hungry anymore, at least not for food anyway.

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Thursday, June 14, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - Authors Participating in the Lovestruck Hop!

Thirteen Authors (of the 128!) Participating in The Lovestruck Blog Hop June 15 - 22!

1. Cari Quinn
2. Wendy Zwaduk
3. Dakota Trace
4. Holly Trent
5. Jesisca Scott
6. Kharisma Rayne
7. W. Lynne Chantale
8. Me!
9. Raine Delight
10. Delaney Diamond
11. Casey Crow
12. CS Maxwell
13. Hildie McQueen


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Lori Foster Get Together!

The Lori Foster Get Together is my most favorite conference to go to! It's casual and fun, and best of all, I get to hang out with friends!

The Get Together officially starts on Friday, but my hubby and I like to get there on Thursday so we can have dinner with the fantastic Moni Draper (aka author Monette Michaels) and her husband. Afterward, we came back to the hotel and hung out, where we met up with author and fellow Romance Diva, Maddy Barone, and her friend, Dossie. Mima (also a Romance Diva) came in a little while later. They went to the mystery party at Duffy Brown's and couldn't stop talking about the dresses Maddy made for the party. If you didn't know, Maddy is an excellent seamstress, and the dresses she made were beautiful.

The next day, Friday, my hubby and I helped stuff goodie bags. That's another highlight of the Get Together. Not only do you get to see all the swag first as you fill the bags, but you get to have fun with all the other volunteers while doing it!

Registration was later that day, followed by pizza! You're probably wondering why I get so excited over pizza, but we don't eat it that much, so it's another highlight! We sat with Barb (we met her the first time we went and have been friends ever since - she's also on my street team!), Maddy and Dossie, and Robyn Bachar and Christine Lawrence, two other Divas. After that, it was time for the book signing. Again, another highlight of the weekend! I love meeting everyone and talking to readers. I got to meet my wonderful FB friend Leslie as well as another street team member, Kimberly! I also got to sit next to Moni, so that made it extra fun! Oh, and my cowboy ducks (to do with my cowboy romances) were a huge hit! Later that night, we hung out with author Renee Vincent and Becke Martin Davis, and lots of other authors and readers.

We did some more hanging out on Saturday, meeting some more readers and going to an excellent marketing workshop taught by the very cool and very knowledgeable Sheila Clover from COS Productions. Then it was time for dinner with Barb and two new readers we met, Valerie and Barbara (who won my raffle basket!) After, we hung out with the newest members of my street team, Janet and Cindy! I have to say, they're awesome!

We had a great time and met a ton of fabulous people - some of whom I'm sure I forget to mention. I can't wait until next year so we can get to know everyone even better!

Oh, and if your friends with me on FB, I've got lots of other pics!


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - Authors I Hung Out with at the Lori Foster Get Together!

Thirteen Authors I Hung Out with at the Lori Foster Get Together!

1. Lori Foster
2. Dianne Castell
3. Renee Vincent
4. Maddy Barone
5. Drea Beacraft
6. Mima
7. Robyn Bachar
8. Monette Michaels
9. Jennifer Blackstream
10. Jennifer Lawrence
11. Wendi Zwaduk
12. Desiree Holt
13. D. Renee Bagby


Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Redesigning my Website!

We're back from the Lori Foster Get Together, but I'm busy redesigning my website right now, so I'll give you a full report next week!


Tuesday, June 5, 2012