No Sex for 30 Days! 30 days and counting... When serial monogamist Nick O'Malley bets his buddies he can remain woman-free for 30 days, he figures he'll suffer, but succeed. Then a few curves are thrown his way.... 2 days and counting... One minute Nick's in his hotel room aching for the leggy blonde he left behind in the bar. The next, she's barging into his room—wearing nothing but a scrap of leather and thigh-high boots! 1 night and counting... Nick might have fought Serena off once, but when she shows up the next night hell-bent on getting him out of his pants, he figures he'll be kissing his $500 goodbye. He'd almost think she had a hidden agenda—if he wasn't too busy fighting his lust. But he has to hold out, just for one more night. Even if it is the longest night of his life....
Author
First, let me say this is how I show up at my desk every morning to write. Dahling, I couldn’t possibly write a word unless I was wearing 3-inch heels with a Martini at hand. NOT!!! But it’s so different, and face it, infinitely less scarey than the way I usually work, running shorts and t-shirt with a cup of tea nearby, that I had to put this picture up. I’ve been an avid reader ever since I was growing up on a farm in south Georgia. At that time I dreamed of writing poetry while living in The Big Apple and traveling the world. Fast forward, bypassing lots of not-so-glamourous jobs such as barbeque joint waitress, telemarketer, and corporate numbers cruncher, to today’s reality. I write contemporary romance, live in The Big Peach (ya know, Atlanta), and I’m working on the world travel. I actually live in the suburbs with my husband, daughter, three cats, two rescue greyhounds, and chihuahua who bosses the whole house. Writing is one of the best jobs in the world and one of the most miserable–depending on which day you’re asking. However, obviously the best outweighs the most miserable or I wouldn’t be working on that next book. So, here’s the straight skinny on the good, the bad, and the downright ugly. (from her website)
