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#FunFriday One Summer Night Release Celebration Continues!

OMG it’s hard to believe release week is almost over! It’s been so exciting and thank you all so so much for taking this journey with me. As I’ve said before, YOU are one of the best reasons for continuing to write. I love hearing from you and spending time with you! I hope I’ll get to see you at some of my upcoming events! In the meantime, I hope you’ll check out ONE SUMMER NIGHT which has been getting some rave reviews including this one from RT Book Reviews:

Upcoming Events

#WaybackWednesday – A Day in the Life on Release Day for ONE SUMMER NIGHT

Ever wonder what an author does on a release day or any other day for that matter? Here’s a quick glimpse into a typical day for me and a visit from ONE SUMMER NIGHT on release day! WOO HOO!

You can check out ONE SUMMER NIGHT at these retailers:

Amazon Kindle: http://amzn.to/2krMwfE
Amazon Paperback: http://amzn.to/2kYLWZV
B&N: http://bit.ly/2kNuo0p
iBooks: http://apple.co/2qsqdwx
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2fuEphL

#HappyBookBirthday ONE SUMMER NIGHT Contemporary Romance #TeaserTuesday


OMG It’s hard to believe but the big day is finally here! Happy Book Birthday to ONE SUMMER NIGHT, my new contemporary romance release!

It’s so exciting, especially when I think about the fact that it didn’t just take nine months for my baby to come out, it took years! The idea for the story first came to me nearly four years ago and in that time I had to find an agent who loved the project, a publisher, write the book, edit the book, work on publicity, etc. So much time and effort, but it’s all been worth it because I am truly truly happy with ONE SUMMER NIGHT. It is everything I could have expected and more and I hope you’ll take a moment to check it out! Please visit my Facebook Page for loads of stops on the release party blog tour, as well as tomorrow’s release party and a mess of giveaways!

ONE SUMMER NIGHT is available at these retailers:

Amazon Kindle: http://amzn.to/2krMwfE
Amazon Paperback: http://amzn.to/2kYLWZV
B&N: http://bit.ly/2kNuo0p
iBooks: http://apple.co/2qsqdwx
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2fuEphL

You can also read a number of excerpts at the ONE SUMMER NIGHT home page, but here’s one for you now! In this scene, Maggie and Owen have run into one another after a friend’s wedding. The sparks are there, but neither of them knows how to explore that attraction.

Teaser

“Owen,” she sighed as the man rose and she recognized his silhouette. She stopped, unsure whether he would acknowledge her, but he smiled and walked toward her. She noticed that he had changed into casual clothes, not that they lessened the sense of power that always seemed to surround him.

“Maggie,” he said with a dip of his head as he sidled up to her. “You’re up late.”

“You too.” She started walking again, alternately worried and excited that he would join her for her walk.

“Too many thoughts in my head.” He matched his pace to hers, taking an occasional puff on his cigar as they strolled down the beach.

“Me too,” she said, but then they fell silent. They had known each other all their lives and had been friends at one time, but in recent years, they’d kept an awkward distance. Even with the silence, there was something comforting about his presence beside her during the walk. Maybe it was that aura of innate strength and assurance in the way he carried himself. Maybe it was that she felt not so lonely with him. Regardless of the why of it, the quiet as they walked side by side along the beach soothed the riot of thoughts that had kept her from sleep.

With a half glance in his direction, she noticed that he seemed more relaxed as well, and a part of her wondered what it would be like if they could be more than just distant acquaintances. Deciding to breach that distance, she said, “Will you be at the lighthouse rededication at the end of the month?”

She and Owen had worked on their town’s committee to repair the destruction done by Hurricane Sandy years earlier. Federal and state funding had helped to rebuild most of the public areas, like the boardwalk. Their fundraising efforts had gone toward fixing the damage to the Main Street business area in time for the first summer season after the horrific storm, but it had taken much longer to raise the funds to fix the lighthouse and a nearby pier. The committee was still working on how to help repair the many private homes and cottages not covered by insurance and that still languished years later.

“I hope to be there. It all depends on some business items that need to be wrapped up.” He paused as they neared the long rock jetty that marked the end of Sea Kiss and the start of the next town. She hadn’t realized that they’d walked nearly a mile together in companionable silence. With a wry smile and a wave of his hand, they turned and started the walk back up the beach. Every now and again, he would meet her gaze and hold it, almost as if to reassure himself she was still there.

“Is that what kept you from sleep?”

“Possibly. What about you? Will you be there? Seems like we should attend, considering how much time we put into the committee.”

“I’ve got some things I need to do as well, but it would be nice to be there to celebrate. It took so long to reach this point.”

“But we did it. The town was ready for the first season. We helped a lot of people get back into their homes, even if we still have a long way to go to set everything right.”

“You led most of that, Owen. I was hard-pressed to know one end of the hammer from the other,” she said with a laugh, recalling her tortured efforts when they had volunteered to do some construction work on one of the damaged homes.

Owen chuckled. With a sexy grin, he said, “You did okay, and more importantly, you were there to help. People appreciated that, and they won’t forget it any- time soon.”

“That’s not why I did it,” she said. He nodded. “I know.”

His easy reply and the warmth of his gaze confirmed that he understood what had motivated her to volunteer, and in truth, she’d always known that he’d helped for the same reason. They both loved Sea Kiss and considered it home, even though they both worked and had residences in New York City.

They fell quiet again until they reached the board- walk for the Pierce mansion. Maggie waited for him to head there, but Owen kept on walking beside her.

“No need for you to see me home,” she said.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I always see a lady home,” he replied and did just that, going so far as to walk her up the boardwalk and across the great lawn. When they reached the patio, he looked back toward the dunes and jerked his head in the direction of the corner of the lot.

“I see you rebuilt the gazebo that Sandy took out.”

“I couldn’t imagine not putting it back up.” When the storm surge had gouged away huge pieces of the protective dunes behind the house, it had swept the old boardwalk and gazebo out to sea.

“You always spent a lot of time there reading,” he said, surprising her.
“I didn’t realize you’d noticed,” she replied, but as she glanced toward the Pierce mansion, she recalled that he would often sit on the second-story balcony where he would have a clear view of the gazebo.

“I’ve noticed a lot about you, Maggie,” he said and then walked with her again until they reached the french doors to her home.
Maggie faced him and stood there awkwardly, wondering how to end the night. A handshake was way too formal given the situation. A hug way too friendly. A kiss was…unfathomable.

That Owen was feeling the same way was obvious as he rocked back and forth on his heels and then shoved his hands into his jeans pockets. With a very masculine head nod, he said, “I guess I’ll see you around.”

She dipped her head in agreement and said, “See you around.”

He forced a smile, pivoted on his heel, and walked away, but as he did so, she called out to him.

“Owen.”

Turning, he stared at her, a perplexed look on his face.

“This was nice. Thank you.”

His smile was brilliant in the dark of the night. “It was nice. Get some sleep, Maggie.”

“You too, Owen.” As she headed through the french doors and up to her bedroom, she suspected her thoughts would once again keep her from a restful slumber. Only this time, those thoughts wouldn’t be about her family’s business problems and losing the home she loved. They would be about something much more pleasurable.

#Giveaways! Lots of Giveaways for ONE SUMMER NIGHT

Wow, this week has flown! I’m looking forward to a fun weekend spent with friends, family and my laptop! LOL!

Today I’ve got a bunch of places you can visit for a last chance to win either swag or free books! Here goes:

September 11 2001 – Never Forget

It’s Monday so I’m sure you were expecting a different kind of post, but it’s also September 11th and for me that will forever be a day of remembrance and mourning.

As I got off the train this morning and saw the date on the platform monitor, it occurred to me that this day was much like that day for me and so many others. We got up. We dressed. We went to work. For others, they might have been getting on a plane to go home or to a business meeting or to take a vacation. Everyday things until the unthinkable happened.

I remember standing in my office, wondering how a plane could have hit the first tower. I remember seeing the second plane flying through the canyons created by New York City skyscrapers before it hit the second tower in something that looked out of a Hollywood movie. Only it was no movie. It was painful reality.

Each minute of that day is indelibly etched on my mind as are the painful memories of the days and months that followed. The smiling faces of friends, brothers, sisters, husbands, wives, and children staring out from posters that hopeful family members had stuck onto lamp posts and bus stops. Trying to explain to my daughter what had happened and why it was that some people could hate others so much just for being American.

American. I am Cuban by birth but American by choice. I bleed the red, white and blue of America. In the days and months that followed, I was, like so many others, proud of how Americans of all races, ethnicities, and religions came together to confront the tragedy that had occurred.

United we stood and mourned, but also rebuilt. It is time to once again come together and remember that no matter what our political views, races, ethnicities or religions we are all one thing: American.

God bless those lost on that day and since then. The many first responders who gave all on September 11th and after, working the pile. God bless our military men, women, and families for the sacrifices they make to keep us safe. God bless our police and firefighters for the difficult work that they do. Most of all, God Bless America and keep her safe.

September 11th

#TeaserTuesday Meet the Men of ONE SUMMER NIGHT

Sourcebooks Casablanca One Summer Night Contemporary RomanceOMG, it’s so hard to believe that it’s only 5 weeks away from the release of ONE SUMMER NIGHT! I’m so excited because this is a series of my heart, but you’ll have to tune in tomorrow to find out why. For today I’m sharing a blurb, reviews, and an excerpt from ONE SUMMER NIGHT, the first book in the At the Shore contemporary Romance series.

This is the first scene where you meet Owen Pierce, the hero of the first book, and his brother Jonathan, the hero of WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER, #2 in the series.

Blurb

An offer that’s impossible to accept…

Maggie Sinclair has tried everything to save her family’s business, including mortgaging their beloved beach house on the Jersey shore. But now, she’s out of options.

The Sinclair and Pierce families have been neighbors and enemies for almost thirty years. That hasn’t stopped Owen Pierce from crushing on Maggie, and he’s determined to invest in her success. Now he has to convince her that he’s more than just trouble with a capital T…

Reviews

One Summer Night has been named a Publishers Weekly Top 10 Romance! bit.ly/2tYoHRw

Publishers Weekly: In a passionate modern Romeo and Juliet-inspired story (with a much happier ending) that opens a contemporary romance series, Pineiro (Under the Boardwalk) develops the forbidden love between sensitive, spunky retail heiress Maggie Sinclair and stoic real estate scion Owen Pierce. Three decades earlier, Maggie and Owen’s fathers, formerly best friends and business partners, had an ugly fight, supposedly over real estate. They bequeathed that animosity to their children. Inconveniently, Owen and Maggie have been attracted to each other since they were young, and chemistry arcs between the two when they reconnect at their families’ side-by-side beach houses in Sea Kiss, N.J. Owen’s bitter father threatens to disinherit Owen if he dates Maggie, so Owen comes up with a desperate plan: he pretends that he’s only marrying Maggie to gain control of her faltering retail chain. A cast of lovely, imperfect supporting characters–including Owen’s entrepreneurial younger brother, Jonathan; Maggie’s friend Emma, a wedding planner avoiding love; and her friend Connie, a workaholic lawyer gunning for partner–neatly surrounds this endearing hero and heroine as Owen’s father attempts to derail their love story forever. Readers will want to visit the charming town of Sea Kiss again and again. (Oct.)

Kirkus: “A sexy, fun, yet touching summer read.”

Excerpt

With keen interest, Owen Pierce took note of the three women as they hurried away from the dais and into the Sinclair mansion.

“Put your eyes back in your head, Bro. She’s nothing but trouble,” Jon warned in low tones.

Owen bit back the retort that if anyone knew about trouble, it was his brother. Jonathan had always marched to a different drummer and had set out on his own as a teenager to explore what he wanted out of life. Now a successful entrepreneur, he had captured the media’s attention with his innovative designs and daring adventures. That left Owen to shoulder most of the burden of the family’s real estate business, as well as deal with his father’s anger over Jonathan’s latest newsworthy escapade.

He envied his brother’s carefree spirit and determination, especially as Maggie Sinclair marched back onto the patio with her friends, an angry bride, and an obviously inebriated groom. Both the bride and groom looked far from happy as they approached the elaborate multi-tiered wedding cake that had been wheeled out to the middle of the makeshift dance floor.

He worried the bride might plunge the long knife she held into her new husband, but luckily for the newlyweds, Maggie directed the blade toward the cake.

Jon playfully elbowed him. “Seriously, Owen. She’s not for you. Father declared the Sinclairs off-limits ages ago. He would have a stroke if he thought the two of you were involved.”

Involved with Maggie Sinclair, Owen thought and sighed with regret.

In a way, he’d been involved with her forever. He’d like to chalk it all up to a sloppy, hurried, and stolen kiss at eighteen and the allure of forbidden fruit. But since that kiss, he’d watched her mature into a smart, beautiful woman. One who was willing to work hard for the town and business she cared about as well as friends and family. With every encounter, he’d grown more intrigued with the person Maggie had become.

But his father had come down hard on them about mingling with the Sinclairs right after Maggie’s mother’s death. For years, they’d been unable to come to their Sea Kiss home, and even when they’d returned, they’d done so without their father, who refused to be so close to the family he thought had wronged him.

Not that Owen expected that Jon would kowtow to such rules, since his brother was the kind of man who didn’t hesitate to take what he wanted.

He arched a brow and met his brother’s blue-eyed gaze, which glittered with a mix of undisguised challenge and amusement. “Do you think you’re the only one entitled to a little adventure in your life?” he said.

Jon chuckled. “My kind of adventure is way safer than what you may be considering.”

“Why’s that, Li’l Bro?” he asked, appreciating the sight of Maggie in a dusty-rose gown that hugged dangerous curves. Her chestnut-brown hair fell to her shoulders in soft waves and framed ice-blue eyes and a sassy, sexy face that snared his attention every time he saw her.

Jonathan took a last sip of his champagne and barely stifled another laugh. With a shake of his head, he replied, “Because all I risk is an occasional broken bone, but that…” He jerked his head in Maggie’s direction as she stepped back beside Connie and Emma. “That will break your heart.”

Order

Amazon Kindle: http://amzn.to/2krMwfE
Amazon Paperback: http://amzn.to/2kYLWZV
B&N: http://bit.ly/2kNuo0p
iBooks: http://apple.co/2qsqdwx
Kobo: Coming Soon!