Monday, she would begin training her replacement at the bank. His wasn’t the only deadline looming, though. They had been dating a couple of months, and if Max kept to his schedule, she only had four months left, so she was already preparing herself. When he broke up with her, not only was it going to be hard dealing with his loss, but also the loss of the children. She was growing attached to his children, and for a man who didn’t believe in love, he had managed to capture hers. She waved goodbye to her.Ĭasey’s throat tightened, glad that she had resisted Max’s effort to get her to stay. “Night, Casey.” His amused voice followed her out the door.Īs Casey was pulling out of the driveway, she looked to the upstairs bedroom and saw Maxie standing in the framed window. “You would like anything dessert flavored.” Casey stepped back while she was still strong enough. “Vanilla cupcake.” Max licked the corner of her lips. “They need to make lipstick that flavor.” “I need to leave before I smash the rest of that chocolate cake in your face.” I’m not exactly in the mood to fuck you tonight.” “I fixed you dinner, listened to your kids call you a horn-dog, watched you smash your fist in the door, then had to put up with you telling me your asinine theory on love.
She walked across the floor, coming to a stop in front of him. “It’s time I went home.”Ĭasey almost lost it with the big man.
“I didn’t think so.” Casey folded her arms across her chest. “I wonder if Ice would agree with you, or is he a pussy?”
That heart and flower stuff is for pussies.” Max snorted. I have two children, my daughter is also an author, and my son just tries not to blush when someone asks him about my books.Īll my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best.“I’ve liked several women, but no, I’ve never been in love. I absolutely love the holidays and my family puts up with my zany decorations.įor now, my days are spent writing, writing, and writing. They now have learned to steer clear of those dishes. I love to experiment and my unfortunate family has suffered through many. Taking after my mother, I've always loved to cook, and became pretty good if I do say so myself. My mother was one of the best cooks I have ever known, and she instilled in all her children the value of hard work, and education. My family began poor, but worked their way to owning a restaurant.
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