The conservative voters of Kansas don’t trust an unmarried man. Which means I need a bride. Immediately.
The lovely Odette Hastings seems to fit the bill. She’s a wholesome small-town girl, and most importantly, in need of cash. I’ll give her the money to take care of her elderly parents, and she’ll be the political arm candy I need.
The only problem is Odette is a little too beautiful, a little too intelligent, and much too distracting. I have to keep my eye on the prize. Even when I’m starting to think there might be something I’d rather have more…
Running Mate is Book 1 in the Under Kansas Skies series. This is a sweet, closed-door romance and can be read as a stand-alone.
Seven years ago I made a decision that would change my life forever... I’ve never told a soul.
Now I’m worried my past could ruin my future.
As a surgeon and single father, my life is chaotic. I barely have time to find a new babysitter or a new tenant for my income property, let alone think about dating.
Sophie Windell seems like the answer to all of my problems—renting out my income property and babysitting my daughter.
But now Sophie brings a whole new set of complications.
I can’t stop thinking about how gorgeous she is, and how her laughter fills the house with joy. Not to mention our daughters adore each other.
So, what’s the complicated part? Well, she’s still grieving the loss of her husband, and I work with her dad.
And then there’s the secret I’ve held for seven years. If I tell her, will I lose everything she’s brought into my life?
Or worse, will I hurt the woman I’m coming to love?
Trigger warning... this work of fiction contains vague descriptions of sexual assault and has themes such as, grieving the loss of a spouse. It also contains mild language and references to alcohol.
I'm just your average goofball. I spend my days reading, writing, parenting, and talking to my Maine Coon cat.
You know, the usual.
I'm a Kansas girl at heart, but I currently reside in Northern California with my sweet husband and three crazy kids. Eventually, the Air Force will move us again.
How did I find myself sharing a tent with my obnoxious—albeit gorgeous—neighbor, Isabella Romero?
It all started with a stupid bet.
All I had to do to win was something unpredictable, (which my brother thought was impossible for the ever-boring David Windell).
Well, I showed him… by booking a trek in the Andes Mountains to see Machu Picchu.
When the brochure for the expedition mysteriously appeared on my front porch, it was like fate interceded: I could win the bet while simultaneously getting a vacation from my irritating neighbor.
Two birds, one stone.
Except it turns out that was Isabella’s brochure… and she booked the same trip.
So here I am, stuck sharing a tent with the woman who drives me crazy—and makes my heart race like never before.
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