story release - Tulips for Two! plus some news!

I have been unrelentingly busy (grading! having the house painted! still being injured in a very ouch-y way!) and so have only just now had the time to make this post, but…

…”Tulips for Two” came out on Saturday from JMS Books, so it’s available everywhere now!

On sale at JMS Books here (still only $1.12 for this first week!) and at Amazon here!

It’s a fluffy springtime meet-cute, on the way to a horticultural conference – if you’ve ever wanted some fear of flying comfort, combined with detailed trivia about tulip growing, and immediate attraction that might blossom into more – well, this is the story for you! *laughs*

It’s also another story in which I happily pillage my father’s nurseryman knowledge for romance purposes…oh, well, I think he’s tickled!

And, in more cool news, upon release day it got the shiny number one banner on Amazon! in 30-minute LGBTQ short reads!

So that is very fun!

Next up…well, actually I’ve got a bunch of news! A birthday sale, a box set, a new story for next month…but that’s all probably another post, so in the meantime I shall just tease you with the opening of said new story…

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Kyle Raines, glancing out an old-fashioned kitchen window at six minutes past three on a Friday afternoon, saw the musician coming up the lane, and felt his heart flutter.

The stranger had to be a musician, Kyle decided, entranced and spilling too much cinnamon over custard. The black motorcycle jacket, the stylish shaggy hair, the devil-may-care shoulders. The pause upon encountering the wealth of front steps and front door, followed by an incredulous whistle, audible through the kitchen’s open window. The note echoed like a robin’s twitter: perfect curious startled mimicry of spring.

The man most likely wasn’t a musician in reality, versus fantasy; he probably was instead another loud and self-important and arrogant friend of Chad’s; but Kyle, watching the man stroll up the cool grey flagstones to the double-wide front door, wrote him into a story: beautiful, autumn-haired and stormy-eyed, charismatic and weary, glittering with a thousand rock-show nights. Big hands. Talented hands. Artist’s hands.

The actual head caterer for the celebratory weekend, across the table, cleared her throat.

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…yes, it’s a Cinderella retelling, of a sort! Sufficiently tantalized? 🙂 More soon!