Divorcee Maisy Collins has "empty-nest" syndrome. She's been left all alone to celebrate her forty-sixth birthday with a leaking faucet and a yellow Labrador. That is until Dean Martini from Fullservice Fixit walks through her front door. Thinking she will spend the rest of her life simply dreaming of his broad shoulders and sexy hazel eyes, imagine her surprise five days later when she finds him standing on her front porch with flowers in hand, a most delectable and delightful surprise birthday gift from her coworkers. Yes, Maisy is going on a blind date with someone years younger than she. Despite her many doubts, Maisy discovers the true woman she was always meant to be, one who can match Mr. Fullservice's explosive ardor until they are both left panting and eagerly looking forward to the next time…and the next…and the next.
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Picture Ruby with her hair on fire! Yup, that's her every morning when she bounds out of bed and heads for her home office. Ruby thanks her lucky stars that she's a full-time writer and a part-time matchstick. Although, there is a hint of a bulldog somewhere in there, too. Once she sticks her teeth into something, there's no turning back until it works. Her husband says she reminds him of that little mouse who stares up into the sky at a swooping eagle (this would be the mouse with his middle finger up) daring that darn bird, and just about anyone else, to screw up her day when she's got writing on the brain. Ruby loves to write, plain and simple. So much so that she took a leap of faith in herself and quit her 'professional' job, stuck her butt in front of a computer, and finally discovered what brings her true happiness in the wilds of Minnesota. Some might think that the life of a writer is glamorous and enviable. This is what Ruby has to say about that: "Glamorous? Think of me in sweats and an old t-shirt just beneath that flaming head of mine, typing with one hand and beating out the fire with the other. Envious? Most times my 'new' job consists of long hours of dedication and damn hard work, cramping leg muscles from sitting too long, and a backside that for some reason is widening by the week. But I wouldn't change my life for the world." Most people who fantasize about strange people and occurrences are sitting on the sixth floor of some psychiatric hospital. Not Ruby—she gets paid for it!
