Series: Flovers & Lovers #1
Release Date: October 9, 2018
I used to have a ten-year plan. After my disastrous marriage ended in mere
weeks, I hit the reset button on my life. Now I’m living for the moment with my
only responsibility being a top-level assistant at a high-end fashion magazine.
I have zero expectations and I like it that way. Until I meet HIM. Zane
Lawrence. A sexy private investigator who moonlights as a bartender at the new
Martini bar in town. Now if I can just get through one meeting with him without
falling flat on my face, I might fall in love instead.
When this gorgeous brunette bellied up to my bar asking for shots of Fireball
on a Wednesday night, I was intrigued. She was sexy, funny and seemed like the
total package until she broke her heel and came crashing down on my bar. I’m
afraid a date with her might require a helmet and pads just to survive the
night.
What happens when a hapless, accident-prone woman sets out to win the man of
her dreams?
This book may cause uncontrollable laughter, pants-wetting and labored
breathing. Public reading should be endeavored with caution
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collaboration between published authors Heather Guimond and Daryn Rayne. They are two crazy, overly-caffeinated,
under-intoxicated flovers who enjoy fine vodka, wine, and are hell-bent on
world domination.
is abnormally proud. When she’s not trying to write something that will make
people laugh while simultaneously ripping their hearts out, she’s either
reading or doing her best to crack the whip on her three home-schooled
children. She loves all things witty and wise-cracking, as well most varieties
of smart-assery (just ask her very own smart-ass, her husband). Other favorites
include French roast coffee in copious amounts and the dirtiest Dirty Martinis
she can find. More than anything, she hopes that she writes books that stick
with the reader long after the pages have been read.
dreams of fame and fortune on the catwalk were suddenly dashed when she fell
flat on her face during a big show.
Ashamed and hobbled, she released all her frustrations into a collection
of poetry called “Songs from My Poor, Broken Ass.” Ever since, there has been no stopping her in
the literary world.
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