Six months after ending my engagement, I'm the maid of honor at my best friend's Christmas wedding.
Ex-fiancé on the guest list? Check.
A red dress cut exactly the way he'd hate? Check.
The best man, my college crush Reid Sullivan, kissing me under the mistletoe in front of everyone? Check, check and oh no.
That kiss was supposed to be for show. Then Reid came back and knocked on my door with nobody watching, and one kiss turned into one wobbly lamp, one nightstand and one night I'm never going to forget.
And it was safe. Totally safe. Reid lives in Chicago, his flight leaves before sunrise, and a fling with a built-in expiration date is exactly what a woman who could never pick a wedding date needs.
Then I find out over brunch, from someone else, that he's moving home. To Boulder. In three days.
Fine. Totally fine. New rule: December as it comes, and we reassess after New Year's. No labels, no promises and absolutely no falling for the man who's never believed in forever.
The problem?
Turns out the guy who never wanted forever is falling first… and I'm running out of December.
I love (and I mean love) writing romance stories! I usually have a story or two rolling around in my head at any given time, and it means the world to me that I get to share them with you.
My books are often filled with lots of emotions, twists and turns, funny moments, and lots of page-melting steam, of course!
I hope you dive into a story and find something with which you can resonate and enjoy a laugh or even a few tears.
When I'm not writing, you can find me exploring the Rocky Mountains here in my home of Colorado, hanging out with my family, or petting one of my cats.