Ivy Channing is a hopeless romantic with parents who made marriage look like the best idea in the world. She’s been holding out for the perfect guy, the man she’ll know is the one, but while she’s been trundling her mobile tattoo parlor up and down the sand of Cupid Island, the only men she’s met in years are already happily tangled in love with other people. The fact that the LoveByCupid.com wedding extravaganza is going on—and that all the happy couples are being married by her officiant parents—doesn’t ease her longing to meet someone who can see her for herself.
Mark Montclair knows how love ends. A successful divorce lawyer from San Francisco, he sees good marriages go bad every day. When he receives a mysterious scholarship to Cupid Island, where so many marriages start, he can’t resist peeking into the in-love part of the equation. But has he been drinking from a too-bitter cup for too long? Is there any way a cheeky hopeless optimist like Ivy can break down the walls he put up so long ago?
The LovebyCupid group wedding ceremony might have brought the most brides and bridegrooms ever to the island, but will the tide that washed them in and that pushed Mark toward Ivy as she chased the sunset take them both back out—together?
I've had a lot of jobs in the past, but writing is the best job of all. I'm also a 911 dispatcher for a tiny fire department in a small, rural town. Surprisingly, compared to waitressing or bartending (I can balance a tray while whipping up a batch of mojitos), dispatching is a walk in the park with fewer surly customers. You have to be a schizophrenic octopus to love doing 911 -- I am definitely that.
I've lived for enough years in the big city to appreciate the small town life, especially when that life is the really good one, out here on the Northern California Coast.
I'm happily married and addicted to all things romantic, including surprise getaways to San Francisco for clam chowder or overnight trips to Napa for wine, but I've also found that being romantic at home can be just as exciting (or more so!).
There are lots of places you can find me out in this wide world besides Goodreads, and I'd love to chat with you at all of them. Facebook makes me a little nervous because I'm shy. I like Twitter best, by the way. And you.