FROM MY SEXY VALENTINE:
Finding her fiancé in a clutch with the coat check girl sends Shelly straight into the arms of her Soul Mate.
“Baby, it’s not what it looks like,” Chad insisted, raking his fingers through his hair. His light brown eyes pleaded with her. The noise of the bar masked their conversation as the country band began to play “Your Cheating Heart” with what was actually a pretty good imitation of Hank Williams, and a sad testament of their relationship.
“She kissed me,” he insisted for the third time, totally ignoring the long-legged Cameron Diaz look-alike standing next to him, still holding on to his arm in a possessive manner and watching Shelly with a smirk . . .
FROM SIZZLE IN THE SNOW:
Steve knows he screwed up, but he’s determined to reclaim the woman he loves and the babies she carries.
But when he sweeps back into her life on Christmas Eve, Amy’s not sure she’s ready to forgive him for abandoning her six months earlier.
Who the hell does he think he is?
Amy was normally a very calm, reasonable person. All her life she’d been the one to go with the flow, not wanting to make waves. Whether that was with her girlfriends who couldn’t decide between pitchers of original margaritas or strawberry, or dates who insisted on taking her to those horror flicks she hated so much. Never one to cause a fuss, she’d just go along.
But not today. Not since she’d given her heart to a man who’d abandoned her when she needed him most. Six months, two weeks, and a day. That’s how long it had been since Steve walked out the door after screwing her senseless. His false promises still rang in her ears. Bastard!
Even now, totally stressed, and as big as a house, ready to burst with his babies and generally feeling like crap, her body perked up with interest.
Damned traitorous body.