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Excuse me while I pinch myself….  Nope, it’s real.  Fight For Me is nominated as one of Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews BEST OF 2012 in Contemporary Mainstream.  See, I’m not making it up, I swear:

Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews BEST OF 2012. Voting closes 2/17

The field is chock full of amazing authors and books, and although I always thought actors were full of it when they said, “It’s an honor to be nominated,” I now know it’s true!  I mean Jill Shalvis is on the list, and Robyn Carr, and a whole bunch of other amazeball authors.  Also on that list is a friend of mine, Julieanne Reeves and her Romantic Suspense, Razing Kayne.  (Yup, that’s a buy link.  I’m nice like that).  Fellow Kentucky Independent Writer, Kallypso Masters is nominated for BDSM (that link is for the first in her series– if you haven’t read her series, read it in order), and every single book on the list is a winner and worth adding to your TBR pile.

And now, since it’s been a long time since I’ve given you a snippet…

Her lips were compressed, her shoulders tight, and he knew it was killing her to leave the baby with him. He also knew she had little choice, and so did she. When she finally gave him a quiet, “Maybe,” it was as good as done.

Georgie’s face broke into a broad grin. “Pomise?” she asked as she wrapped herself around his leg. “I wanna see monkeys, and giraffes, and ephalants!”

He hauled her back into his recently vacated arms. “Yes, baby doll. We can see all the animals.” He still couldn’t believe he was looking forward to a day at the zoo as much as the preschooler he held. “And we can have hot dogs for lunch.” He ignored Haleigh’s choked sound at the mention of processed meat and added, “Ice cream, too.”

“Wet’s go now!” Georgia practically yelled in his ear. At least one Carlisle was excited.

Haleigh was still visibly agitated, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. Sure, he was aware he’d stirred the pot throwing in hot dogs and ice cream, but she needed to trust him. Not only was a doctor, he’d never let anything happen to any little girl, much less one he tucked in at night.