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My contribution is a story called CAPITOL SOUTH and takes place in Washington, DC with some new characters who will feature in an emerging (but still connected to my established) world of stories. You will find some connections to my Blackstone world in CAPITOL SOUTH if you have read my other books.  This is always so much fun for me.  Weaving in Easter Eggs for my readers to discover is my addiction.

Here is a snippet of CAPITOL SOUTH to make you laugh, and hopefully want to read the rest of the stories included.  I know I cannot wait to read the others.  The authors in the anthology purposefully did not share or collaborate on individual story plots, because we wanted the stories to be completely different from each other, as well as allowing us to enjoy the surprise like everyone else.

Love in Transit is Releasing June 1st!

The scene:  Reese has been taken to the ER by Gray after an asthma attack, and he is "helping" her put on a hospital gown.

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He held my dress open at the floor so I could step out of it. Once my feet were completely free from the skirt, he rose up and came around to my front with the hospital johnny in his hands. I was going to have to take my arm away in order to put the damn thing on, and Gray would see me floatin’ freestyle when I did.

“Don’t look at my boobs, okay?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, of course I’m gonna look,” he snapped at me. “Tellin’ a man not to look at naked tits all up in his face is on par with tellin’ him not to drop the match that’s burnin’ his fingers, so don’t expect me not to look! It cannot be helped, okay?”

Gray’s slight Southern drawl became much more pronounced in his speech when he was agitated or upset. Well, he was definitely agitated and upset, but also so funny, I had to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from laughing at his thoroughly adorable explanation of why a man averting his eyes to naked breasts was not only highly improbable, but also outrageously unrealistic.

He wasn’t quite done explaining it to me apparently.

“I’m standin’ here in front of my really fuckin’ sexy fiancé—who I’ve just undressed by the way—and you’re tellin’ me I’m not supposed to look!” Biting sarcasm rolled off his tongue. It would appear that Gray’s self-control had come to a complete and abrupt end as he gave the hospital johnny an angry little snap in front of me. “I am not made of stone.”

“And I am not your fiancé,” I reminded him, secretly happy about the ‘really fuckin’ sexy’ part.

“Well, the hospital staff thinks you are, so hurry up!” He jerked the johnny in my direction once more and jiggled it at me.

“Fine.” I dropped my arm from across my chest and freed the girls. I repeat, the girls have been freed and are on public display! Have a gander if you will!