One night I was out with my girls enjoying a much needed ladies night while wondering if one more dirty martini would push me over the edge. The next thing I knew, I was in the club’s bathroom listening to a woman screaming, “No,” and a man’s voice growling, “I know you want it.”
That asshole picked the wrong restroom, in the wrong club, at the wrong time.
Little did I know the asshole was Cade’s VP, and although we saved that woman from his clutches that night, she’d be found floating in a motel pool a month later.
Running a PI firm is a lot harder than taking pictures for one, especially when your professional life spills over into your personal one. I’m going through cupcakes like our new puppy goes through piddle pads, and if I’m not careful there’s bound to be a Cupcake Overload.
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“Hey,” Amy May
said in greeting when I opened the door to her bakery. “How are you feeling
this morning?”
I groaned at my
friend, who looked fresh as a daisy this morning, even though I knew she drank
as much as I did last night.
“Not one hundred
percent yet,” I moaned dramatically as I sat on the stool in front of her.
“I have just the
thing,” she said with a sunny grin that made me hate her just a little.
Then she placed a
pretty blue and white plate with a decadent-looking cupcake right in front of
me.
“Is that a
chocolate-covered pretzel?” I asked on a groan.
“Chocolate cake
filled with fudge, topped with peanut butter whipped frosting, and a
chocolate-covered pretzel,” Amy May announced.
“Sweet baby
Jesus,” I said reverently as I gently peeled the cupcake wrapper, mouth
watering. “You’re a goddess.”
“That’s what they all say,” she replied with a laugh, but I was too busy
devouring the cupcake to notice.
Books in the Series
Always Room for Cupcakes
(Cupcakes #1)
(Cupcakes #1)
One day I was be-bopping along jamming to the
music in my head while wondering if my thighs could handle grabbing a cupcake
on the way home. The next thing I knew, my entire world crashed and burned.
I used to wake up at night in a sweat, crying because I’d dreamt that my husband was cheating on me, or that he hated me, and resented my kids. He’d always hold me close and tell me it was all just a dream, that he loved me and our family and that he’d never let me go.
He was a fucking liar.
Now I spend my days taking photos of scum just like him, trying to be a champion for other's being taken advantage of by the losers in our town, and my nights being a single mom to my beautiful twins.
I've got great friends who have my back, and a sexy, mysterious motorcycle man who keeps showing up when I need him. Maybe things are starting to look up, and one thing's for sure... There's always room for cupcakes.
WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS FOUL LANGUAGE, SEX,
SOME VIOLENCE, AND SHENANIGANS. IF NONE OF THAT BOTHERS YOU, GRAB A CUPCAKE AND
READ ON!
Cupcake Series - Should be read in order
Always Room for Cupcakes
Cupcake
Overload
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AUTHOR INFORMATION
Award-Winning Author Bethany Lopez began self-publishing in June 2011. She's a lover of all things romance: books, movies, music, and life, and she incorporates that into the books she writes. When she isn't reading or writing, she loves spending time with her husband and children, traveling whenever possible. Some of her favorite things are: Kristen Ashley Books, coffee in the morning, and In N Out burgers.
Bethany Lopez is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.
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Award-Winning Author Bethany Lopez began self-publishing in June 2011. She's a lover of all things romance: books, movies, music, and life, and she incorporates that into the books she writes. When she isn't reading or writing, she loves spending time with her husband and children, traveling whenever possible. Some of her favorite things are: Kristen Ashley Books, coffee in the morning, and In N Out burgers.
Bethany Lopez is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.
Sign up for my Newsletter for more information about my writing: http://eepurl.com/Rcmrn
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