Eventually she made that dream come true by getting her first book published in 2015. Prisoner of Love was that novel, followed closely by The Pirate's Bride. The sequel to The Pirate's Bride, The Pirate Bride’s Holiday Masquerade, came out Oct. 1, 2017. Undercover with the Nanny, came out on April 23, 2018.
While she enjoys writing contemporary stories, creating romance in bygone times fascinates her. She hopes her ability to write in both genres will be the beginning of a long and satisfying writing career.
My First Love
My first love was my high school boyfriend, Cliff. It was 1976. He was a senior, and I was a sophomore. We shared a few classes in the Accelerated Learner Program, and I was head-over-heels when he started hanging around my “group” at lunch. He was tall, dark, and a senior. Plus, he had his own car. That was a real coup back in those days.
He asked me to a Friday night football game at our school for our first date. I stood out to everyone when I was seen sitting in the Seniors section of the bleachers on game night. Sometimes I wonder if I was a little in love with all that status. I probably was. Don’t tell Cliff.
Pretty soon he was picking me up for beach dates, or car drives in the canyon. One time he tried to drive on a dirt road and got his lime green Maverick stuck on a huge tree root. Since there weren’t cell phones back then, we had to wait until some kind soul (an old man in a pickup truck), came by and helped us. Now I can laugh, but I was mortified back then.
We often played tennis (I was on the sophomore tennis team), and Cliff would even drop by my work sometimes where I worked as a hostess in a restaurant. Other times we’d watch TV at my house. I wasn’t allowed to go to his house, and he never saw my bedroom, either. Those were the days.
Our first dance date was Winter Formal, where I wore a beautiful blue taffeta gown, and had my hair up in the style of the day. I floated for days after that dance. Cliff never pushed me beyond what I was comfortable with, and I’ll always be appreciative of that. He was a great first boyfriend, sweet and affectionate.
We dated all through high school, even after he graduated. The teachers allowed him to accompany me on field trips, and even let him drive me to some of the destinations, because they knew him from before (remember, this is the seventies in California). That would never happen nowadays, and I’m a little sad for that, though I know that times have definitely changed.
Cliff took me to all my school dances during high school, but the best was my senior prom. It was hosted on the Queen Mary in Long Beach, its theme was “Come Sail Away,” and it was magical. We danced in the ballroom after having dinner there, explored the ship, and stole kisses in the shadows. I’ve included my prom picture. The colors have faded. I believe he’s wearing a burgundy velvet tux with a pink ruffled shirt. That was the “In” thing back then.
We dated for five years. I was twenty-one and a junior in college when we broke up. It was not a nice break-up, either. Full of drama, as most first loves usually are. But while it lasted, it was fun and memorable, and I’m very grateful to Cliff for being such a good first boyfriend. He set the stage for me to find my true love one year later. But that’s a story for another time.
He asked me to a Friday night football game at our school for our first date. I stood out to everyone when I was seen sitting in the Seniors section of the bleachers on game night. Sometimes I wonder if I was a little in love with all that status. I probably was. Don’t tell Cliff.
Pretty soon he was picking me up for beach dates, or car drives in the canyon. One time he tried to drive on a dirt road and got his lime green Maverick stuck on a huge tree root. Since there weren’t cell phones back then, we had to wait until some kind soul (an old man in a pickup truck), came by and helped us. Now I can laugh, but I was mortified back then.
We often played tennis (I was on the sophomore tennis team), and Cliff would even drop by my work sometimes where I worked as a hostess in a restaurant. Other times we’d watch TV at my house. I wasn’t allowed to go to his house, and he never saw my bedroom, either. Those were the days.
Our first dance date was Winter Formal, where I wore a beautiful blue taffeta gown, and had my hair up in the style of the day. I floated for days after that dance. Cliff never pushed me beyond what I was comfortable with, and I’ll always be appreciative of that. He was a great first boyfriend, sweet and affectionate.
We dated all through high school, even after he graduated. The teachers allowed him to accompany me on field trips, and even let him drive me to some of the destinations, because they knew him from before (remember, this is the seventies in California). That would never happen nowadays, and I’m a little sad for that, though I know that times have definitely changed.
Cliff took me to all my school dances during high school, but the best was my senior prom. It was hosted on the Queen Mary in Long Beach, its theme was “Come Sail Away,” and it was magical. We danced in the ballroom after having dinner there, explored the ship, and stole kisses in the shadows. I’ve included my prom picture. The colors have faded. I believe he’s wearing a burgundy velvet tux with a pink ruffled shirt. That was the “In” thing back then.
We dated for five years. I was twenty-one and a junior in college when we broke up. It was not a nice break-up, either. Full of drama, as most first loves usually are. But while it lasted, it was fun and memorable, and I’m very grateful to Cliff for being such a good first boyfriend. He set the stage for me to find my true love one year later. But that’s a story for another time.
DEA agent Sawyer Hayes came to California in search of a drug cartel leader who slipped through his fingers in El Paso. The link to finding him is Kate Munroe, a nanny for one of his henchmen. The problem? He didn’t expect to be so drawn to a possible suspect. How is he supposed to do his job when his growing feelings for her are clouding his judgment?
Interior designer Kate Munroe’s life is a train wreck. Her parents’ deaths left her with their mounds of debt, she can’t get a job designing even a cubicle, and she’s bunking in her best friend’s spare bedroom. To make ends meet, she’s a nanny to a lonely little boy whose rich father works all the time. Romance is not on her radar. But her hot new neighbor could change her mind, with his broad shoulders and Southern charm. Too bad his secrets could destroy her.
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Cliff sounded like a perfect boyfriend...did you ever use him as one of your heroes?
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