Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Happy Thanksgiving

Hello! I hope you have a lot to be thankful for this year. November is a month for giving thanks, and on Facebook many people have been listing their appreciations daily. I didn't get in on that from the beginning, so I'm going to share a few of mine here.


1. healthy family. The kids may argue a lot and drive me crazy, but I still love them more than anything. And my husband and his family, my parents, sisters, brother, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends. I pray for their health and happiness daily.

2. ...we had a safe trip to visit my son in Army Basic Training at Fort Benning, GA. It was so good to see him and how well he's doing. We are SO proud of the man he's become! (And yet still glad to see some of his quirks remain to make us laugh and shake our heads. Love you, Cody!)

3. In that same theme, I'm thankful for all the brave men and women who serve in the United States Armed Forces to protect our country and our freedoms. In honor of them, I'll be doing another author royalty donation to our nation's wounded warriors. Watch the blog for details!

4. I'm thankful for our house, and the food on our table. I know that seems 'generic', but we just finished some inside remodeling (will share in a later post) and after 15 years of the old stuff, I feel like I live in a palace now! And it's icing on the cake when I go down in the basement and see all the canned goods on the shelf. I know there are many in this world who don't have a roof or food, so yes, I'm extremely thankful for both.


5. Lastly, there's the fact that I have the opportunity to work doing something I absolutely love, and I owe that thanks to my readers. All of you wonderful people who buy my books and tell me how much you enjoy them--you're the reason I get to do what I love and I know how very lucky I am. THANK YOU!

There are many more things I could list, but you've got other things to do, and I'd love to hear some of YOURS. 

So, now it's your turn ~
please share with me what you're thankful for. 

I hope everyone has/had a Happy Thanksgiving,
and may God bless you all!

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Heartwarming Romance

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Friday, November 1, 2013


The Mistletoe books covered the Christmas/winter season for my Romancing Wisconsin Series. Now it's time for autumn!

Romancing Wisconsin #4

Nikki Rowen desires a family of her own—but first comes love, then comes marriage. She thought she had the former, until the moment she mentioned the latter and her boyfriend left her with nothing but a broken heart. Just as she’s beginning to doubt she’ll ever have a ‘til death do us part Happily Ever After, she meets her new neighbor in the most unexpected way.

In Sam Mallin's experience, the word family is synonymous with abandonment; he’s more than content on his own. Yet, in less than a week, he finds himself caring for an infant dropped on his doorstep, and playing house with his beautiful next-door-neighbor. When his feelings for Nikki deepen, he fears he’s nothing more than the ready-made family she so desperately wishes for. How can a self-proclaimed loner hold onto the two females most important to him without history repeating itself in a world of heartbreak?

He’d just reached into the refrigerator for a beer when the doorbell chimed. The cheery summons grated across his nerves, making him cringe. Could he ignore this unwanted visitor who appeared to have practically been waiting in the bushes for him?

A glance over his shoulder gave him the answer. Nope. His bare windows, glaring lights, and the volume of the TV made it impossible to pretend he wasn’t home. Curtains and blinds seemed a great investment right about now.

Kicking the fridge shut, he twisted the cap from the bottle. The doorbell went off again, twice as long as before, as if the person on the other side held it down. Damn it. If this was another married woman bringing him pie, he was going to—

Smile, and say, “Thank you.” That’s what neighbors did, right?

He took a long, fortifying pull off his beer, then thumped it on the counter on his way to answer the door. Too bad his neighbor right next door hadn’t been one of those pie-wielding visitors. He’d have invited her inside.

Then he got a glimpse through the window...of her standing on his front porch.

“Well, whaddaya know,” he murmured with a sudden grin of anticipation. Maybe she’d come in and watch the game with him. Hell, he wouldn’t even care if she held a pie in her hands.

He swung the door open and smiled his welcome at the pretty blond. His gaze dropped, then froze. Where he would’ve preferred a pie, she held a baby carrier—complete with baby.

Damn, she had a kid. After what his mother put him and his sister through, he didn’t do women with kids.

“Samuel Mallin?”

He lifted his gaze up from all that pink to a pair of guarded blue eyes. Forcing his lips to maintain their upward curve, he answered, “I prefer Sam. And you’re Nicole, right?”

“Nikki.” She frowned. “How’d you—”

“I had some of your mail in my box yesterday,” he admitted.


Her wry smile was appealing enough to make him forget about the baby. But it faded fast as she took a breath, shifted her stance, then extended her arms, carrier and all.

“Sam, this is yours.”

There was a crumpled envelope clutched between the fingers of her right hand. Tilting his head, he read his name in the crinkled address field and removed it from her grasp with a laugh. He liked that she’d chosen to bring his mail over personally. If he’d been thinking, he’d have done it first—and found out about the kid.

“Thanks,” he said as her baby began to fuss. “I just put your stuff in your mailbox.”

Nikki lifted the carrier higher with an exasperated huff. “You don’t understand. She is yours.”

In the middle of stuffing the folded envelope into his back pocket, his gaze dropped to the baby. Blue eyes, just like her momma. It took his brain a moment to make the connection, and then his pulse jumped as his eyebrows shot skyward. “Uh...I don’t think so.”

The baby sucked hard on a pacifier, her eyes shifting back and forth as she squirmed in the confined seat. Oh, hell no. He lifted his gaze once more, taking note of the woman’s curves on the way up. Yeah, she was pretty, but not worth this level of crazy. He’d have much preferred another pie.

“May I come in?”

“No,” he stated. “She’s not mine.”

He fumbled for the edge of the door. The woman stepped forward as he began to shut her out.

Her chin lifted and those blue eyes of hers glittered with determination. “Her name is Ella. She’s three and a half months old.”

“I haven’t—”

He broke off as she shouldered her way past, into his living room. Sam closed the door and followed her to the couch where she set the carrier and an overflowing diaper bag. He glanced toward the kitchen, searching out his cell phone on the counter. Was he going to have to call the cops to get rid of her?

The baby started to cry, so Nikki picked her up and rocked her while speaking in a soft, crooning voice. The gentle sound soothed his nerves until common sense returned with a vengeance.

Denial shook his head as he moved to stand in front of her. “Listen, I don’t know what you think you’re going to get out of this, but we’ve never met before, much less done what we would’ve needed to do to create that baby.”


Who’s baby is it? Grab your copy for the full story!

Happy Reading!

~ Stacey