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Say It Like You Mane It!
It's almost here! Zander Landry's story!
Here's a peek!
He knew exactly what to do with a woman who’d been left at the altar.
Take her back inside Ellie’s.
There was plenty of booze just inside. And other women. He could easily pawn her off on any of the girls, who would tell her all about what a dumbass the guy was and how she deserved better and how she’d come to the right place to drown her sorrows.
She’d be shit-faced and laughing in no time. Then he’d take her over to the B & B, have Heather put her to bed and feed her in the morning, and then he’d drive her wherever she wanted to go when she felt better.
Feeling a little more optimistic, he approached her.
He had a lot of women in his life, but they weren’t the cry-over-being-dumped types. They were more the cut-off-his-balls-and-feed-them-to-the-gators types. Now that he was in law enforcement, he couldn’t cover for them like he would have at one point, but they all also knew better than to tell him flat out about anything like that. And he knew what questions to not ask.
“Ma'am?”
Her head came up as he approached, and Zander realized that she hadn't been crying at all. Her head had been down, strands of hair falling over the side of her face because she had been hunched over her phone.
She seemed confused when she looked up at him. “Yes?”
When her eyes met his, Zander had to take a second.
𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴.
That was his first thought. Well, after cataloguing that her eyes were a stunning aquamarine blue, her hair was at least three different shades of gold all streaked together in thick waves, and her skin was smooth and creamy.
All of those were descriptors that came straight from the pages of the books he read with his friends in their romance book club. No way would he have noticed all of that before he’d started reading those damned books. 𝘈 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 would have done it.
But she was gorgeous. Not just from across a dim room with a tiara-halo on top of her head, but right up close along a dirt road too.
And that was all the most clichéd shit he’d ever heard.
Thought.
Whatever.
Still, he had to pry his damned tongue from the roof of his mouth.
Because of all the stupid romance novels he read. And movies he watched. And country love songs he listened to.
And because he was a Landry.
He sighed. 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 because he was a Landry.
He might not have actually thought the words “aquamarine blue” without the books, but he would have had the wow, she’s something special thought trip through his head because of his DNA.
The Landry family had as much romance in their blood as red blood cells. They were genetically programmed and then nurtured from the crib to believe in love and fate and soulmates and romance.
Some of them just went with it. Some of them fought it.
But none of them were immune.
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙩, 𝙜𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙥 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩...𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩?
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Google Play: https://bit.ly/Say-It-GP
Add it to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/Say-It-Like-You-Mane-I...
Paperback coming soon!
Audio: in production!
Here's a peek!
He knew exactly what to do with a woman who’d been left at the altar.
Take her back inside Ellie’s.
There was plenty of booze just inside. And other women. He could easily pawn her off on any of the girls, who would tell her all about what a dumbass the guy was and how she deserved better and how she’d come to the right place to drown her sorrows.
She’d be shit-faced and laughing in no time. Then he’d take her over to the B & B, have Heather put her to bed and feed her in the morning, and then he’d drive her wherever she wanted to go when she felt better.
Feeling a little more optimistic, he approached her.
He had a lot of women in his life, but they weren’t the cry-over-being-dumped types. They were more the cut-off-his-balls-and-feed-them-to-the-gators types. Now that he was in law enforcement, he couldn’t cover for them like he would have at one point, but they all also knew better than to tell him flat out about anything like that. And he knew what questions to not ask.
“Ma'am?”
Her head came up as he approached, and Zander realized that she hadn't been crying at all. Her head had been down, strands of hair falling over the side of her face because she had been hunched over her phone.
She seemed confused when she looked up at him. “Yes?”
When her eyes met his, Zander had to take a second.
𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴.
That was his first thought. Well, after cataloguing that her eyes were a stunning aquamarine blue, her hair was at least three different shades of gold all streaked together in thick waves, and her skin was smooth and creamy.
All of those were descriptors that came straight from the pages of the books he read with his friends in their romance book club. No way would he have noticed all of that before he’d started reading those damned books. 𝘈 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 would have done it.
But she was gorgeous. Not just from across a dim room with a tiara-halo on top of her head, but right up close along a dirt road too.
And that was all the most clichéd shit he’d ever heard.
Thought.
Whatever.
Still, he had to pry his damned tongue from the roof of his mouth.
Because of all the stupid romance novels he read. And movies he watched. And country love songs he listened to.
And because he was a Landry.
He sighed. 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 because he was a Landry.
He might not have actually thought the words “aquamarine blue” without the books, but he would have had the wow, she’s something special thought trip through his head because of his DNA.
The Landry family had as much romance in their blood as red blood cells. They were genetically programmed and then nurtured from the crib to believe in love and fate and soulmates and romance.
Some of them just went with it. Some of them fought it.
But none of them were immune.
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙩, 𝙜𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙥 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩...𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩?
PREORDER NOW!
Amazon: https://amzn.to/343lwP0
Apple: https://apple.co/3mQyFS2
nook: https://bit.ly/Say-It-nook
Kobo: https://bit.ly/Say-It-kobo
Google Play: https://bit.ly/Say-It-GP
Add it to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/Say-It-Like-You-Mane-I...
Paperback coming soon!
Audio: in production!
Gotta Be Bayou--Four Days!!
I'm so excited to be starting this new series!
It feels so good to be back in my favorite world of the Louisiana bayou and my favorite little town of Autre, with all the fun, familiarity of the places and people I know and love. But to have new people to get to know and to watch fall in love and figure out forever...*happy sigh* that's such a different rush.
Max and Spencer were a delight. I met them in Say It Like You Mane It (no, you don't have to read that book to read theirs... they show up as friends of the main (mane? ;) ) couple...) and I knew that they would be fun. The sparks, the snark, the...wait, a minute...there's grumpiness here and high walls and a lot of "I don't want that lovey dovey stuff" but... hold on...it was coming from HER!
I mean, yes, Spencer put on a show. He tried to fight it, sure. But he was gone, hard and fast. It might have taken him a second to realize it, but I saw it (and you will too) right away.
Max was different. She's a lone wolf. For good reason. She's funny and smart and likes Spencer--well, when he's not trying to boss her around which is...okay, kind of a lot of the time-- but cuddling and getting cozy and going on dates and all of that? Um...she not only doesn't think she wants that. She's not so sure she'd be good at it. She's had no practice. And no real roles models.
Watching Spencer turn his expectations and perspectives upside down because this fiery little redhead gets *so* under his skin was very fun and yes, swoony. I don't use that term lightly.
I hope you're excited for a new Autre chapter! Yes, it feels a little different, but I promise, from the baby goats to the life advice at Ellie's bar, you will feel right at home!
And if you're new to me and this bayou world, this is the perfect place to jump in! Sure, the water's a little muddy and there might be gators ;), but you're never alone in Autre. We've got your back!
Want to check it out early?
I've got 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!
➔https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-Ch-One
And you haven't read their 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋, 𝐁𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, yet?
Oh, let me help you out with that! Even with bonus content!!
➔https://bit.ly/Bayou-Tonight-and-Bonu...
𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐁𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰!
➔Amz: https://amzn.to/3yxeyNW
➔Apple: https://apple.co/3sMehDN
➔nook: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-nook
➔Kobo: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-kobo
➔GP: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-GP
➔Signed Paperback: https://etsy.me/3enEogJ
➔Paperback:https://amzn.to/3yxeyNW
➔Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-Goodreads
Audio in production!
It feels so good to be back in my favorite world of the Louisiana bayou and my favorite little town of Autre, with all the fun, familiarity of the places and people I know and love. But to have new people to get to know and to watch fall in love and figure out forever...*happy sigh* that's such a different rush.
Max and Spencer were a delight. I met them in Say It Like You Mane It (no, you don't have to read that book to read theirs... they show up as friends of the main (mane? ;) ) couple...) and I knew that they would be fun. The sparks, the snark, the...wait, a minute...there's grumpiness here and high walls and a lot of "I don't want that lovey dovey stuff" but... hold on...it was coming from HER!
I mean, yes, Spencer put on a show. He tried to fight it, sure. But he was gone, hard and fast. It might have taken him a second to realize it, but I saw it (and you will too) right away.
Max was different. She's a lone wolf. For good reason. She's funny and smart and likes Spencer--well, when he's not trying to boss her around which is...okay, kind of a lot of the time-- but cuddling and getting cozy and going on dates and all of that? Um...she not only doesn't think she wants that. She's not so sure she'd be good at it. She's had no practice. And no real roles models.
Watching Spencer turn his expectations and perspectives upside down because this fiery little redhead gets *so* under his skin was very fun and yes, swoony. I don't use that term lightly.
I hope you're excited for a new Autre chapter! Yes, it feels a little different, but I promise, from the baby goats to the life advice at Ellie's bar, you will feel right at home!
And if you're new to me and this bayou world, this is the perfect place to jump in! Sure, the water's a little muddy and there might be gators ;), but you're never alone in Autre. We've got your back!
Want to check it out early?
I've got 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!
➔https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-Ch-One
And you haven't read their 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋, 𝐁𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, yet?
Oh, let me help you out with that! Even with bonus content!!
➔https://bit.ly/Bayou-Tonight-and-Bonu...
𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐁𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰!
➔Amz: https://amzn.to/3yxeyNW
➔Apple: https://apple.co/3sMehDN
➔nook: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-nook
➔Kobo: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-kobo
➔GP: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-GP
➔Signed Paperback: https://etsy.me/3enEogJ
➔Paperback:https://amzn.to/3yxeyNW
➔Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/Gotta-Be-Bayou-Goodreads
Audio in production!
