Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!
I'm here again on Lexi’s blog and thrilled to be here right
before Christmas. As the year comes to a close there's a whole lot that I can
reflect on. I had a great year, and actually quite a horrible year personally.
So we do have to take all the good with the bad. So I look two 2019 with
optimism, hope, health and peace. And I paid it forward to you all wishing you
the same.
My reason for visiting at this point in time is because the
third book in my Girls’ Weekend Away series will be released worldwide on
Tuesday. And look at this great review!!
'Full of fun, friendship
and romance - a real escapist treat' Jill Shalvis on What Happens In
Vegas
The Nashville Bet is already getting five-star reviews on
Goodreads and I can't tell you how thrilled I am. Even though it's the third
book in a four book series, each book was written so that it could be read as a
standalone. So, if you haven't read What Happens in Vegas or Meet Me in San
Francisco before picking up a copy of The Nashville Bet, don't
fret. The fourth book, A Match Made in Monaco, which will
be a novella, is coming out on April 7.
I hope you enjoy the photos. One is special for Lexi’s
husband Bob. I thought of him and had to take the photo – Lexi, I wonder if
you’ll notice which one 😛
The others are random, I have SO MANY photos and lots are on my Facebook page.
I got terribly burnt one day, even slathered with lotion, wearing a hat,
sitting in the shade and covered in a towel. Others include a mama and baby
from the Sacred Monkey Forest in Ubud, me in a red hat lol, sunrise which I got
up early for (not as early as Lexi and I did when I visited her on her island)
beach and drink shots. I just loved Bali. 
Now a little bit about The Nashville Bet.
In the third warm, funny and romantic novel
in the Girls Weekend Away series, four best friends embark on the ultimate
girls' getaway filled with hijinks and a sprinkling of romance. For any fan of Bridesmaids and Sex and the City and readers of Jo Watson, Lauren
Layne, Joanna Bolouri and Cate Woods.
The romantic...
When her boss offers her free tickets to the
CMA Fest, Ava Trent jumps at the chance for a weekend in Nashville with her
best girlfriends. Great music and new opportunities to look for Mr Right? What
more could a former country girl ask for? Well, maybe not to literally fall at
the feet of the hottest guy she's ever seen.
And the superstar singer...
After becoming an overnight success, fame doesn't rest easy on Chase Hudson's shoulders. It's hard to tell who's interested in him and who's interested in the star. So when he and Ava collide, and she has no idea who he is, he's immediately intrigued. Something about Ava calls to him - even though he's convinced she's a city-type who couldn't handle his Nashville life.
After becoming an overnight success, fame doesn't rest easy on Chase Hudson's shoulders. It's hard to tell who's interested in him and who's interested in the star. So when he and Ava collide, and she has no idea who he is, he's immediately intrigued. Something about Ava calls to him - even though he's convinced she's a city-type who couldn't handle his Nashville life.
Are about to get their country
on.
What starts as a light-hearted bet to test one another, becomes something much deeper as Ava and Chase can't stay away from one another. But with so many differences between their lives, will they win the relationship they've been dreaming of? Or lose each other?
What starts as a light-hearted bet to test one another, becomes something much deeper as Ava and Chase can't stay away from one another. But with so many differences between their lives, will they win the relationship they've been dreaming of? Or lose each other?
Look for the other Girls' Weekend
Away novels, including What
Happens In Vegas and Meet Me In San Francisco! And A Match Made in Monaco coming April 7
How about a little excerpt? I hope you enjoy it. (hint,
Daisy is just a friend 😆
)
It was a sea of
cowboy hats, western shirts, jean covered asses, and, right in front of him,
was a woman with the most sparkly boots he’d ever seen. She was stumbling all
over herself, trying to keep up with the music, and he smiled. This must be her
first time line dancing.
Chase put his
hands on his hips and swung into the steps like he’d been born to do. Which he
supposed he had. But he couldn’t drag his gaze away from the woman in front of
him.
He watched her
ass swing in the saucy dress she had on. The skirt, ending mid-thigh, swished
as she moved. Her long legs disappeared into the boots. For the first time in a
long time, he felt himself grow aroused.
The next steps
had them turning around and he hesitated, hoping to catch a glimpse of Sparkle
Boots as she twirled around, but Daisy yanked hard.
“Hey, what the—”
He grumbled at her.
“Concentrate,
Chase. Come on.” Daisy gave him a fierce glare.
But it was like
he could feel the woman behind him and once facing back in the other direction,
he couldn’t pull his gaze away from her. He was amused at how badly she danced.
She was with a bunch of friends and they were all laughing. Even her. It was
obvious her friends knew what they were doing and were helping her learn the
steps. He couldn’t help giving a low chuckle as she nearly tripped over herself
again.
He gave her
credit, though, she was trying. This song ended and he was about to make an
escape back to the bar.
“Oh, no you
don’t, mister.” Daisy grabbed his hand and held him in place. “We got a few
more sets to do.”
Chase gave her
an exaggerated groan. “Seriously? You said one dance.”
“I lied.” She
batted her eyelashes as she squeezed his hand. “Oh, ‘Friends in Low Places.’
Don’t you just love Garth. And, if I didn’t know better, I’d say this was your
song.” Daisy poked him playfully in the chest with her pointy nail.
“Oww, watch
those claws.” Chase took her fingertips, lifted her hand high, and twirled her.
“Plus, I could easily take offense to you comparing me to the song. I’ve had my
share of knowing high society girls, and they’re not my cup of tea. Give me a
girl who can strip down a tractor, or go fishing and not squirm taking her
catch off the hook.”
“Music to my
ears, my man,” Daisy told him.
The next dance
step called for a reverse and shuffle backwards. He was moving without having
to think about it. His mind sorta wandered and the next thing he knew, he
smacked into somebody. It was like a freight train had hit him. Chase heard a
clatter and feminine squeals from behind, then some raised voices. He spun
around, but hadn’t let go of Daisy’s hand quickly enough so he basically flung
her onto the pile of women on the floor in front of him.
Had he mowed
them all down? Good lord. Chase leapt forward to try and help.
“What the hell,
Chase!” Daisy reached up and grabbed his hand. He hauled her off the pile.
“What was that? You know how to dance.” She stared up at him, hands on her
hips.
“I was doing the
steps. They must have lost their feet.” He turned and looked at the ladies on
the floor, they were killing themselves laughing. Clearly they were drunk and
having the time of their lives.
He leaned over
and picked them all up, one by one, setting them on their feet until he saw the
last woman at the bottom. Sparkle Boots. She laid on the scuffed hardwood
floor, with thick auburn hair covering her face, her skirt hiked up to her
hips, allowing him a delicious peek of a pair of hot pink panties, and he
couldn’t drag his gaze from her legs. He was poleaxed.
I hope you
liked this little snippet.
All the links are available HERE on my website.
Now a little some extra for you. Since Christmas is
just around the corner, and handy treats are great to have around in case of
surprise visitors, I thought I’d share a very Canadian recipe. No, not poutine,
but it’s super easy too J
My butter tart recipe. If time is tight, and you want to whip some up, just use
the frozen pre-made tart shells. Otherwise, pastry from scratch is the best (If
you want my pastry recipe, email me and I’ll be happy to send it along to you.)
These tarts can be
frozen as well and quickly popped into the oven to warm up.
Butter Tarts – Preheat oven to 375
¼ cup butter
½ cup brown sugar
¼ tsp salt
½ cup corn syrup or maple syrup
1 egg
Mix all of the above together well. Put a
few grains of salt in the bottom of each tart shell – this helps to stop
bubbling over.
If using pastry from scratch, cut out a
round about an inch bigger than a muffin tin, and press gently into the lightly
greased muffin tin.
If using tarts shells, place on a cookie
sheet lined with parchment paper
Fill the shell about ¾ full.
You can add a few raisins or toasted
pecans if you choose, or just have them plain.
Yummy goodness!!
Meet Shana!
Shana Gray writes contemporary romance and women’s fiction that just might
make you laugh. With 30 books behind her, some translated into multiple
languages, she’s always eyeing the next story line. She lives in a small town
in Ontario, Canada, is a mom of two grown sons, a brand new daughter-in-law,
and is her black cat’s human. When she’s not writing or at her day job, she can
be found daydreaming about life, usually with a glass of wine or cocktail in
hand and making travel plans to far off lands to feed her wanderlust. Her
newest series – Girl’s Weekend Away – is out now.
