This is it, peeps–the last of my backlist, RAZZMATAZZ, the last of my romances. As 2013 zooms toward its close, I have emptied out my vault and cleared the path for new books in 2014!
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Meet Kennie Sue Ledbetter, spunky and street smart—
…as long as the streets are in Tahoka Springs, Texas.
Meet Alexander Carruthers III, who has never known anyone like Kennie Sue. But one look—one hunch—is all it takes for him to want to know her better.
When small town girl Kennie Sue Ledbetter wakes up in a Reno hotel between two guys in rumpled tuxedos, she thinks things can’t get any worse.
When she steps on the wedding bouquet and sees the ring on her finger, she knows things can’t get any worse.
But then she finds out she’s married to the guy who won her in a coin-toss in front of the wedding chapel, and ‘worse’ has a name and a face:
Alexander Carruthers, the gorgeous silver-tongued devil who believes in love at first sight, in fate, and in doing whatever it takes to keep her—
Even if that means following her back to Texas and letting all the good people in Tahoka Springs know what she did on her summer vacation.
He’s Lear jets and high society charity balls.
She’s Ford Pintos and rodeos.
She won’t fit into his world and he sure won’t fit into hers.
This spells disaster—calamitous, embarrassing, tempting-as-sin disaster….
But can it also spell love?
Did I mention that I loved this book? It was a RITA Finalist for Best Short Contemporary Romance, and was part of a new wave of humor in the romance genre.
So take a trip with me back to the late 1980s, check your skepticism at the door, and let Kennie Sue and Alex show you how it was, once upon a time…
When slot machines still had arms to pull, casinos still handed out free drinks, and the world was just discovering parachute pants.
[Okay let’s forget about parachute pants.]
[There are no parachute pants in this book.]
I hope you enjoy the ride!
7 responses to “Add a little Razzmatazz to your Christmas!”
sounds like a keeper!
parachute pants. lol. Almost every guy in high school had a pair. My friend Becky worked at a card store which did balloon deliveries. She convinced our friend Joe to wear his black pair, shirtless, and deliver the balloons a la Chippendale . He made some good tips for a few deliveries.
You just brought back some memories!
Z Cavariccis for the win!
Joe’s were kinda like this, rather than Hammer pants. Mike had them, too. And Rose’s brother Dominick. I know you don’t know the people to whom I refer, but being tiny bit younger than you, these were the pants the guys wore in high school. lol. Might have to get out a yearbook.
you need some current reviews, too. 😉
I clicked not helpful on the negative review.
Well, we do know how to correct that ‘no new reviews’ issue, don’t we?
As for the negative one, thanks for the ‘not helpful’ click, though I don’t mind people not liking a book, because everybody reacts differently to things. At least nobody can accuse my reviews of only being posted by friends and family.
[wonders who I pissed off that day]