#ThrowbackThursday – A Wedding Anniversary

It’s June and the first day of Summer! Happy Summer and also, a Happy Anniversary to my hubby! We celebrated that special day earlier in the month and I thought I’d share a picture with you! It’s hard to believe so much time has flown by and as we always kid each other, even murderers would have been paroled by now. But I guess there’s something that keeps us together.

caridad's wedding photo

#ManCandyMonday – Do Blondes Really Have More Fun?

Don’t tell Fabio, but I read somewhere that women don’t like blonde cover models. Of course, I couldn’t find the article with that info! I didn’t pay any mind to that when I made Jonathan, the hero in WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER, a blonde. What do you think? Do you like blonde surfer dude kinds of heroes or are you drawn to the dark and dangerous type?
Jonathan Pierce WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER

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#FunFriday – Football & Gargoyles

I’m excited to have with me today my dear friend Chris Redding who is going to chat about football and also share her new release with us!

I’ve known Chris for a long time and am excited about her latest release. There’s just something enticing about magic and faeries and gargoyles! Please take a moment to check it out!

I Love Football

I know. That’s not a huge revelation. No, I’ve never wanted to play football, but in high school, the football coach thought I had a great punting leg and said if I’d been a guy he would have recruited me for the team. I had played soccer, fullback, so yes, I could kick far for as little as I was.

No, my dream is for one game, to be the person who squirts Gatorade into the players’ mouths.

The problem?

I’m only 5 feet 2 inches.

My husband says I wouldn’t be able to reach their mouths. I’d squirt them in the belly buttons.

Can you see the conversation among the players?

“Why is that woman squirting us in the belly button with Gatorade?”

Sigh.

I see myself running around with a stool. Dropping it, stepping on it, then squirting the Gatorade.

Why not? It could work.

Okay maybe not. I do know just how tall these guys are. I went to Penn State and you did actually see the football players going to class.
And they are huge.

I guess my dream will go unrealized unless someone sees this blog post and offers me a position. Honorary Gatorade Squirter.

Coach Franklin?

Destiny of a Gargoyle

Destiny of a Gargoyle by Chris ReddingDonal Foley was born in a time when magic ruled the Earth.

Gargoyles protected fairies from goblins. His family was a group of elite gargoyles who were assigned to protect a specific fairy. His father’s dereliction of that duty cursed his sons to become stone and wait.

Now reawakened in the twenty first century where no one believes in magic how is he going to convince his fairy that she is one and that she is in danger from a goblin?

He must do that without falling in love with her.

About the Author

Chris ReddingChris Redding is a paranormal romance author who has written 9 novels and novellas that will transport you to other worlds. She lives in New Jersey with her family. When she isn’t writing, she walks and does yoga.

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#Throwback Thursday – What Happens in Summer Release Day Lunch

It’s always nice to do lunch with friends, but it’s even more fun when you’re celebrating something special – like the launch of a new book! Today’s throwback is to release day for WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER. My friends and I (and my sis who works with me!) all went out to our favorite place to celebrate.

WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER release day lunch at El Rio Grande Restaurant, Midtown, NYC

Thanks to everyone for their support of WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER and the marvelous reviews you’re leaving! They really do help an author and we appreciate you taking the time to read and leave a review. If you haven’t read #2 in the At the Shore Series yet, WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER is available at these retailers:

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#TeaserTuesday Connie Sees Jonathan After Years Apart

Good morning! Thank you all for your support of the At the Shore series! You have really made it special for me! Today’s teaser is from Chapter 1 in WHAT HAPPENS IN SUMMER In this scene Connie and Jonatha are about to see Jonathan for the first time in many years. They are both still the same in some ways and very different in others. They are both still wondering about the “What if?” I hope you enjoy this teaser!

Excerpt

Chapter 1

Jonathan Pierce stared hard at the mirror, wondering what Connie Reyes might see tonight when she and her friends came over for the dinner his brother Owen had arranged. What Connie might think after so much time had passed.

The teen she had known seven years earlier was gone as was the man she’d run into shortly after Hurricane Sandy. That man had been replaced by one who had known his share of hardship and success. Barely perceptible laugh lines that hadn’t been there that last summer bracketed his mouth and eyes. There was a thin scar above one brow thanks to a crash while testing a new vehicle prototype on the Bonneville Salt Flats. Another jagged white line on his jaw was courtesy of shrapnel when a hydrogen fuel cell had unexpectedly exploded in their lab.

He looked away and leaned heavily on the edge of the vanity, noting the other assorted nicks and scars on his hands. They were the hands of a man who had lived life to the fullest and made himself what he wanted to be and not what others expected. He knew he’d sometimes hurt people with his choices, especially his older brother Owen, who’d had to shoulder the burden of the family business as well as their father’s ire whenever one of Jonathan’s escapades caught the attention of the media.

He’d gotten used to the interest the press had in him. After all, he was the renegade son of a wealthy family. A self-taught inventor who had sold his first small invention for millions. He was now revolutionizing the motor vehicle and battery industries with his innovative designs, unconventional methods, and fearless experiments.

He had brought idea after idea to life with detailed research and hard work. There had been failures along the way, but that had only made the successes that much more enjoyable. He had celebrated those successes with his team, his brother, and a bevy of actresses and models who were only too keen to be seen on the arm of a rebellious multi-millionaire who might soon be a billionaire if his company’s stock prices continued to climb.

Only… none of those women could hold a candle to Connie.

Connie, who he would see in just a few hours thanks to his brother. Owen had finally decided to fight for Maggie Sinclair, and he was happy that his brother was following his heart. But while Jonathan would do almost anything for Owen, he wasn’t happy about having to spend time with Connie.

Smart and beautiful Connie, he thought with a sigh and a shake of his head.

He’d managed to avoid her for the last several years. Sure, he’d seen her after Sandy and occasionally from afar when Maggie and her friends had come down to Sea Kiss. Or every now and then when he’d gone to some business event in the city.

He’d tried to tell himself he didn’t like the sleek professional woman she’d become. That she wasn’t prettier than ever. He tried not to imagine peeling off those elegant business suits to reveal the real woman beneath. But he was lying to himself.

He had never really gotten over the Connie Reyes that had emerged that summer they had shared. The woman who had learned to live for the moment and have fun. Who had been carefree and willing to explore their love. He doubted he would ever forget that women and wondered if she was still there, trapped inside her very prim and proper suits.

Maybe he’d find out tonight, he thought, and prepared himself for what might be a very difficult dinner.

***
Connie Reyes splayed her hand across the nervous butterflies in her stomach that were beating their wings so violently, she felt like throwing up. She was tempted to beg off from dinner with the Pierce boys, only Maggie needed her moral support and Connie never disappointed a friend. Especially Maggie, who was like a sister. She’d do anything for Maggie, even suffering through a meal with Jonathan Pierce.

“You feeling okay? You’re looking a little . . .” said Emma Grant, her other BFF. Emma eyed her intently, her green-eyed gaze inquisitive.

“I’m just fine,” she lied, but it was clear from Emma’s meaningful stare that her friend suspected something was up as they followed

Maggie onto the patio and to the long row of tall privet hedges that separated the two Jersey Shore mansions.

She tamed the flutters much as she did when arguing a case before a judge and trudged along behind Maggie as they eased through the hedges and approached the entrance to the Pierce mansion. They had barely reached the front porch when Owen threw open the door, a big friendly smile on his handsome face.

He welcomed them warmly, but Connie couldn’t resist mumbling to Emma, “Said the spider to the fly.” As much as she wanted things to work out with Owen, she still worried about how Maggie would be hurt if they didn’t.

Emma jabbed her in the ribs and luckily, it seemed as if Owen either hadn’t heard her comment or if he had, was choosing to ignore it. She gave him props if it was the latter, since it indicated he was truly trying to be nice for Maggie’s sake.

They quickly walked through the foyer and living room and back to the dining area. Jonathan was in the kitchen, an apron over his jeans and T-shirt. The T-shirt hugged his broad, muscled chest and laid bare the powerful muscles of his arms. His light brown hair still had the kiss of the summer sun and was tied back from his face, revealing the sharp lines of his features.

He looked older, but still so handsome.

She had thought she could handle this dinner for her friend’s sake. That she could face Jonathan and not get caught up in the emotions from years past. But it was impossible to forget the way he’d held her in his arms, a dimpled smile on his lips, his sea-blue eyes bright with humor and love. With that memory, the flutters in her stomach were replaced by an ache in the region of her heart.

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#ManCandyMonday Tim Tebow

So I went all the way to Florida for Spring Training and didn’t get to see Tim, but luckily he came to me. Well, not just me. The Rumble Ponies rumbled into Trenton for some games with the Trenton Thunder and hubby and I braved the rain to see the game. Here are a couple of photos from the game. Tim did okay and I hope he gets his wish to play in the Majors. We need more positive role models like Tim in professional sports.