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New Release! PUMPKIN PIE PRISION is out now!
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New Release! PUMPKIN PIE PRISION is out now!
Join Kate and crew for the Thanksgiving dinner!
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Today I'm working on my epilogue for the super fun 4 Sleuths & A Barnstormer coming out soon with co-authors @Leslie Langtry, @Traci Andrighetti and @Arlene McFarlane
Add it to your TBR here >> https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7...

I stopped, my mouth hanging open. Vicente Domingo?
What is he doing here?
VD caught my gaze and his jaw tightened. “Come to my class tomorrow! I’m teaching the Pilates.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You teach Pilates?”
Does he even know what Pilates is?
“I do many things. And I teach the Pilates.”
One thing I know—Vicente Domingo does not teach Pilates. Which meant...
If he's here, then something fishy is going on.

I stopped, my mouth hanging open. Vicente Domingo?
What is he doing here?
VD caught my gaze and his jaw tightened. “Come to my class tomorrow! I’m teaching the Pilates.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You teach Pilates?”
Does he even know what Pilates is?
“I do many things. And I teach the Pilates.”
One thing I know—Vicente Domingo does not teach Pilates. Which meant...
If he's here, then something fishy is going on.

I stopped, my mouth hanging open. Vicente Domingo?
What is he doing here?
VD caught my gaze and his jaw tightened. “Come to my class tomorrow! I’m teaching the Pilates.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You teach Pilates?”
Does he even know what Pilates is?
“I do many things. And I teach the Pilates.”
One thing I know—Vicente Domingo does not teach Pilates. Which meant...
If he's here, then something fishy is going on.

“Did you hear there’s a new face in town?” Rachel asked the next morning, grunting as she lifted a case of tequila onto the counter.
“I didn’t hear,” I replied, absently wiping down a glass. “I saw him last night, before the Pacific Cove gossip mill had its chance to get to me.”
Rachel’s eyes widened. “What’s he like?”
I thought about the question for a moment. What was this newcomer like?
“Mysterious,” I said.

“Where on earth is Yolanda?” I balanced a tray of wine glasses with my right hand, pivoted on my left heel, then...there was a flash of black fur. A tiny beast flew at my feet, barking and snarling like a demon.
The dog, a tiny chihuahua, flared his teeth at me.
I showed him my teeth.
That seemed to do the trip. The dog growled and then shook, retreating to his owner, he chanced a sideways glance at me.
I giggled.

Hey all!
The next book in the A Killer Foursome Mystery Series is almost here (4 Sleuths and Burlesque Dancer)!
In order to celebrate, this week my author friends and I will be chatting about our A Killer Foursome Mystery collaboration. This series is so fun to write and I know you will have a blast if you join us live. (Hint, there will be some goodies given away…)
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