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Sales Blitz ~ Living with the Single Dad ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Living With the Single Dad

Series: The Single Dads of Seattle

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Steamy Contemporary Single Dad Romance

Published: August 24, 2019

A pain so powerful can only be eased by a love even stronger.

Single Dad of Seattle, Aaron Steele isn’t a single dad at all. He’s a retired Navy SEAL whose sister just died, leaving him to raise her newborn daughter all by himself. Only he has no clue how to be a dad–let alone a single dad. He’s lost in a sea of diapers and bottles, late nights and exhausting mornings, all the while dealing with a failure from his last mission he just can’t shake. He needs help. He needs a nanny.

Professional nanny Isobel Jones has a heart of gold. She’s always willing to help out, no matter the cause. She spends her days with children making memories and her nights on the laptop making magic as a graphic designer. After hearing Aaron’s heartbreaking story, she jumps at the chance to help. But she never expected her new boss to be a blue-eyed Adonis with dog tags, who quickly begins to fuel her fantasies.

While the beautiful nanny is off-limits, she’s also a welcomed distraction. Aaron’s grief is still raw and he just knows he’s going to mess up this whole dad thing. Isobel’s never shied away from a challenge, and that’s exactly what Aaron is–a big challenge. He’s angry and stubborn, moody and confusing, and yet she knows deep down he’s capable of so much love.

Will Isobel living with the single dad help pull him out of his misery, or will Aaron let the turmoil inside him chase away perhaps the only person that could help him finally find happiness?

**Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, cursing, and of course as with all my books, this has an HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. If you like single dads who take charge, this book is for you.

She wiped her wrist beneath her nose. “I was scared, and you helped me. You showed me compassion and care. You gave me strength when I had none. I wanted to replace the memories of last night with something better, with something good. I didn’t think that what we did last night would make it difficult for you to look at me the next day. Would make it difficult for you to be around me, to talk to me. Had I known it would, I wouldn’t have—” She turned her head and wiped beneath her eyes.Oh, fuck.

An ache filled his chest.

In a couple of long strides, he ate up the distance between them, grabbing her by the shoulders and bending his knees until they were eye to eye. What stared back at him fucking killed him.

But he didn’t know what to say. An apology would be hollow and lackluster. Or at least that’s what he thought. An apology wasn’t enough. What he had to give her, what he had in his heart just wasn’t enough.

She blinked damp, spiked lashes at him, looking through him, seeing all of him.

As she went to speak, he crushed his mouth to hers, smothering her words. He released her shoulders, wrapping his arms around her waist and tugged her into his body. She groaned and gripped his T-shirt tight, his dog tags too. It was like she was holding on for dear life. But it was actually him who was holding on to her. Grappling for the last remaining threads of his sanity, of his humanity … of his soul. Sweeping through her mouth, his tongue swirled around hers, massaging and sucking, tasting a delicacy he knew he didn’t deserve.

He knew it was wrong. The whole thing between them was wrong. It’d been wrong the first time he’d kissed her, then the second and every time after that. But he couldn’t stop.

He wanted her to demand they stop, to see the man that he really was and realize she was better off walking away. That he couldn’t give her what she needed, what she deserved.

He also wanted her to beg him for more, to take what she could from him, what he could offer her, even if it wasn’t much.

She pushed him away, her chest heaving with heavy pants, her eyes bright and lips puffy. “What are we doing, Aaron?” She stepped away from him and turned around. “What do you want from me?”

Fuck if he knew.

Could everything and nothing be the right answer?

He wanted everything she had to give him, but he also knew that it was better to ask her for nothing, because how could you ask someone to give you all they had when you had so little to give in return?

She spun to face him. “I like you. I’m attracted to you. I want you. I also love my job. I’m in love with your baby, and I don’t want to lose Sophie.” She swallowed. “Or you. But if this is going to be too much for you, I can step back. I can just be the nanny.”

A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With single dads, firefighters, Navy SEALs, mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role-playing, Whitley’s books have all the funny and fabulously filthy words you could hope for.

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Sales Blitz ~ Hot For Teacher ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Hot for Teacher

Series: The Single Moms of Seattle

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Contemporary/Single Mom/RomCom

Release Date: September 12, 2020

“This new series is going to be AWESOME!” – dangrdonna, Amazon Review

“Hot for Teacher definitely lives up to its name with Max ensuring that things are steamy, heated and a little dirty” – Wiley Kate (Kylee), Amazon Review

“Loved Max and Celeste. What a great way to start this series.” – Stephanie, Amazon Review

He’s not her teacher anymore, but he can still teach her a few things.

Welcome to Seattle, the Emerald City and home to The Single Moms of Seattle. Three sexy single ladies who drink a ton of wine every Saturday night, bitch about life, have each other’s backs, are the ultimate mama bears, and hope to one day, just maybe find love again. This is Celeste’s story …

Fifteen years ago, Celeste was eighteen, in love and on the honor roll.
Then she got pregnant.
Now, a widow and a single mom, she does her best to give her daughter, Sabrina, a good life.
But something is missing in her world.
Or someone.
Back when he taught her math, Celeste didn’t have a crush on Mr. Travis, but that doesn’t mean she’s not hot for teacher now or able to ignore her rampant fantasies.

All Max wanted to do was buy was a pair of jeans.
However, when he bumped into his former student, Celeste, he ended up with so much more.
She’s not a kid anymore and it’s impossible for him to stay away from her. Even when he knows he should.
But an angry student is out to wreak havoc for them all.
One who hates Sabrina, and wants to cause problems for Max and Celeste.

Like love, high school can be a battlefield, only neither of them knew just how dangerous it could be until the scandal explodes like a grenade.
Celeste and Sabrina’s relationship hangs precariously in the balance, and Max isn’t sure if he should stay and fight for the woman he’s falling for, or get out of dodge before everything he’s worked so hard for goes up in smoke.

**Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, cursing, a sexy alpha male, and of course as with all my books, this has an HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. If you liked my single dad series, then you’ll love this spin-off trilogy.

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New Release ~ Full Hart ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Full Hart

Series: The Harty Boys, Book 5

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Contemporary/Holiday Romance

Release Date: October 9, 2021

Christmas, a time for family, cheer and Joy getting her groove back.

It’s nearly Christmas and the Hart brothers and their families are getting ready for another loud, crazy and wonderful holiday. But when they show up at their mother’s house with a freshly cut tree in tow, they’re in for a surprise nobody ever expected.

After losing her husband thirty years ago, Joy Hart raised her four sons on her own, got her doctorate, and became an accomplished sex and relationship therapist. As much as she loves being a nana, a mom, and a mother-in-law, she’s far from dead and wants more in her life. For a long time, she pretended she was satisfied with the flings she had while away at conferences. Love was not on her radar. But a chance meeting with a dashing man has opened this Hart’s heart to new possibilities.

Too bad her sons aren’t on board with the new man in their mother’s life. They’re giving Grant the gears and think he’s all wrong for their mother—for their family. He has no place at their Christmas dinner table, and the Harty Boys are determined to get the dirt on Grant before the timer on the oven says the turkey is done.

Will Brock, Chase, Rex and Heath take things too far and ruin Christmas for everyone with their stubborn, meddling, alpha ways? Or will Grant save the day, save Christmas and prove to everyone that Joy deserves a happily ever after just like the rest of them?

Trigger warning: miscarriage

POV: All (Brock, Krista, Chase, Stacey, Rex, Lydia, Heath, Pasha, Joy and Grant)

**Note: This is the fifth book in the Harty Boys Series. It’s highly recommended to read the Harty Boys quartet first. But not every Hart found their soulmate, so I thought why not give Joy the happily ever after she deserves too? So grab your rum and eggnog, put your fuzzy slippers up, get cozy by the fire and dive into a fun, read featuring your favorite family at Christmas time.

**Note: The political views represented in this book do not necessarily reflect those of the author. This is fiction and characters are given their own thoughts, ideas, morals, ethics, religious and political opinions to make them seem more realistic.

“Hearts will be full. Completely one of those books I will read and re-read again and again. (Nicki ~ The Overflowing Bookcase ~Goodreads Reviewer)

“This is a magical read. It’s fun, it’s entertaining, it’s emotional and it’s full of the Christmas spirit mixed with some heartbreaking moments. I loved everything about this book. I laughed, I swooned and I sighed and I cried. Full Hart really tied this series together and I’m certain I will be re reading all of the books time and time again.” (Jackie Wright ~ Goodreads Reviewer)

“I can’t express how much I loved this book! Grant was perfect for Joy! I love all the characters from this series and their interactions. They can be so funny! It made for a very enjoyable and entertaining book! (Cynthia Hughes ~Amazon Reviewer)

The click of a bedroom door had them all pausing, including everyone on the threshold.

Brock watched the knob turn and the door open.

His heart was in his throat.

Making gimme fingers to his wife, he asked for the gun.

“I’m a better shot than you are,” she muttered, elbowing him out of the way.

Holding his breath and not blinking, he kept his gaze focused on where his mother’s bedroom door was and the whispers filtering out of it. It was two people. He knew that now.

“Mum?” he barked, making his wife in front of him jump, glance at him over her shoulder, and glare.

A head poked out from the doorway, and his mother’s brows furrowed.

Sighs echoed through all of them.

“What the hell are you doing with that, Krista? Put that away right now,” his mother ordered, stepping into the hallway, all four feet eleven inches of her.

“Sorry,” Krista murmured, stowing the gun in the holster clipped to her belt.

Their mother approached. “What is going on?”

“I’d like to ask you the same question,” Brock said, realizing he was still holding the damn tree on his shoulder. He leaned it up against the wall. “Why didn’t you answer us? Why is the house cold, dark, and quiet? Why are the curtains pulled? Whose truck is that?”

Color burned in his mother’s cheeks.

“Yes,” Krista said in what sounded like a hiss. Her smile grew mischievously wide.

Yes?

Brock took in his mother’s appearance for a moment.

She was wearing a pair of dark wash jeans and a long-sleeved button-up blouse of some light shade of pink. But the buttons were askew, not fastened properly. The shirt was also wrinkled. Her hair was disheveled, too.

Which was so unlike Joy Hart.

The woman was always put together.

For as long as Brock could remember, his mother had tucked her hair up into a no-nonsense bun on the back of her head and rarely was a hair ever out of place. But the bun on the top of her head now looked like it’d been tossed up in haste.

Her lips were also puffy.

And there was a red rash or something on her cheeks.

A throat cleared down the hallway, and Brock lifted his head.

He could hear his mother swallow as he watched a man about the same height and build as himself walk down the hall, buttoning his shirt.

“What the fuc—”

“Watch it,” his mother said.

“Holy crap,” Rayma murmured behind Brock. “Have him stripped, bathed, and brought directly to my tent.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

“He’s old enough to be your dad,” Heath scolded her.

“And I’m sure he could help me work through any daddy issues I may have,” Rayma retorted. “And for the record, all y’all burly Harty Boys are old enough to be my father. Hasn’t stopped the fantasies during the dry spells.”

“Rayma!” Pasha admonished, nearly dropping her son as she gaped at her twenty-something sister. “That’s my husband.”

Brock noticed Rayma’s indifferent shrug. “I know, and I’m respectful. It’s not like in my fantasies we’re cheating. You’ve been dead a respectable amount of time, and I’m there for Heath to help him raise the children on his own.”

“You kill me?” Pasha practically screamed.

“This just keeps getting better,” Lydia, Rex’s wife, said with a chuckle.

The man from the hallway with the dark, close-cropped hair, facial scruff, and light gray eyes came up suspiciously close behind Brock’s mother and rested his hand on her shoulder.

Brock’s body turned molten hot.

He heard his brothers grunt and suck in breaths beside and behind him.

Their mother glanced at the man behind her, smiled, and turned back to the rest of them. “Everyone, I’d like you to meet Grant.”

A Canadian West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart, and together they have two beautiful daughters and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn’t end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it’s not quite wine o’clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.

A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With single dads, firefighters, Navy SEALs, mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role-playing, Whitley’s books have all the funny and fabulously filthy words you could hope for.

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Sales Blitz ~ The Single Dads of Seattle Boxset ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: The Single Dads of Seattle Boxset (Books 1-3)

Titles: Hired by the Single Dad, Dancing with the Single Dad, Saved by the Single Dad

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Rom/Com, Single Dad, Erotic, Romance Suspense

Release Date: March 16, 2021

Welcome to Seattle, the Emerald City and home to The Single Dads of Seattle. Ten sexy single fathers who play poker every Saturday night, have each other’s backs, love their children without quarter, and hope to one day find love again. These are their stories…

Book 1.) Hired by the Single Dad Mark and Tori The doctor and the therapist Age gap, doctor romance, employee/employer romance, romantic comedy He needs someone to work with his son, she needs a job. They need to keep their hands to themselves.

Book 2.) Dancing with the Single Dad Adam and Violet The professor and the dance teacher. Romantic comedy, overcoming loss, instant attraction, partners to lovers Hanging up your dancing shoes isn’t so easy when you can’t let go of your former dance partner.

Book 3.) Saved by the Single Dad Mitch and Paige. The photographer and the chef romantic comedy, overcoming loss, friends to lovers. Loving yourself is the first step on the road to healing.

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New Release ~ Dark Hart ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Dark Hart

Series: The Harty Boys, Book 4

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Steamy/Contemporary/Suspense/Thriller/Alpha Male

Release Date: July 10, 2021

She’s the light this dark Hart needs to survive.

Pediatrician Dr. Pasha Young likes her routine, busy life. Her job is meaningful and she’s good at it. But when Heath enters her world—all long blond hair and midnight blue eyes—she realizes everything she’s been missing.

Former special operative and now security specialist, Heath Hart has never met a woman quite like Pasha. She helped his family when they needed it the most. Their attraction was instant. Electric. She’s also okay with his no-strings rule. Because he can’t go back down the love rabbit hole. Not after what happened last time.

She understands what drives him. She was there when Dakota Creed got away, and Heath’s need to find Creed and end his reign of terror is all-consuming. Nobody else deserves to get hurt, and Heath will stop at nothing to finish the job once and for all.

But what happens when the hunter becomes the hunted? The devil he’s chasing is now chasing him—chasing them. When Heath’s need to find Creed turns into an obsession, and he begins to slip into the dark, can Pasha muster the strength to pull him back into the light in time? Or will he give himself over to the chase, causing her to lose her heart, and her Hart, to the darkness once and for all?

“The book gets wildly intense and had me biting my nails! The suspense was killing me. They way this book ends is absolutely perfect. This author never fails to amaze me. Another bestseller!” (Nora Houston ~ Amazon Reviewer)

“The things he’s done, the things he’s seen, who wouldn’t have a dark heart. Betrayed by someone you loved will make you darker. Can Heath find the light or will the dark just get darker? A read that will keep you on the edge.” (Vickie Komarek, Amazon Reviewer)

“A few laugh out loud moments, more than a few suspenseful times and a lot of hot times. What more could you ask for?.” (Sue Hancock~ Goodreads Reviewer)

She headed to her en suite bathroom, tossing a look at him over her shoulder. A look that made him wish his phone was within reach because he’d make that image his wallpaper. “You coming?” she asked.

“Hate to see you leave, but love to watch you go,” he said standing up and following her into the bathroom.

She turned on the water for the shower and let it heat up, then she went about wrapping up her bandaged finger with cellophane. Once she was done, she looped her arms over his shoulders and lifted up onto her tiptoes so they were more at eye level.

He thought she was going to say something. A tease or a joke about the sex they’d just had, but she didn’t.

She stood there, breathing in his breath and staring into his eyes.

What was she looking for?

Did she want more from him?

More of him?

She couldn’t have it.

Nobody could.

He had nothing more to give her.

Christina had stripped him of everything else he could possibly give a woman. Taken his trust, his love, his belief in happily ever after.

He gave Pasha everything he had left. Everything he could, and if she asked for more, then he’d have to say no and watch the disappointment fill her eyes.

And the thought of doing that gutted him.

After a moment of uncertainly, waiting for her to say something, he growled and cupped the back of her head, taking her mouth in a need-driven kiss. He needed to get things back to where they’d been, not to where he feared they were headed, which was her asking him for more.

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New Release ~ Torn Hart ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Torn Hart

Series: The Harty Boys #3

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Steamy, contemporary romance, romantic suspense, romantic thriller, neighbors to lovers, friends to lovers, military, alpha male

Release Date: May 15, 2021

A torn Hart can only be mended by the right woman.

Fired from her dream job, Lydia Sullivan loses hope. How else do you drown your sorrows than in a cheap bottle of rum? Seems like a good plan until she runs smack into the hard chest of her dreamy neighbor Rex. Despite her not-so-adorable drunkenness, they strike up a friendship that quickly turns into more. But just when Lydia’s life is starting to look up—she’s got the job, the great guy with deep dimples, and the sun is shining—weird things begin to happen that make her question whether she’s losing her mind … or someone is out to get her.

Retired special operative and now security specialist Rex Hart normally falls in love with a new woman every night, but not this time. His neighbor with the hazel eyes and thin filter has him under her spell. He’d like to think she’s the one, but the way she’s acting has him torn between his heart and his head. He wants to believe she’s innocent, but instinct has him questioning everything—including his feelings.

Is Lydia who she claims to be? Is she the one … or the one he needs to turn loose?

“So what’s your name?” she slurred, appearing to be bored or perhaps just too upset to want to continue talking about her job or lack thereof. “I’ve seen you around the building a bit. You have the big black truck and the pit bull puppy, right?”

He nodded. “My name is Rex. What’s your name?”

“Lydia.” She yawned. “Rex, eh? Like T. rex.”

He rolled his eyes. “I suppose.”

“Is it short for anything? Like Rexworth, Rexwell or Rexington … Rexthalomew?”

“Rexthalomew?”

She shrugged again. “Rexly?”

He simply snorted and smiled, ignoring the grumble of his belly. Man, she was drunk. “It’s not short for anything.”

She shrugged again. “Do you have any siblings?”

“Three brothers.”

“And do they all have weird names too?”

“I personally don’t think Rex is weird, but no, they don’t. We all have one-syllable names, though. Brock, Chase, and Heath. And our dad was Zane, and our mother is Joy.”

She made an interested pout. “And what’s your middle name?”

“You looking to steal my identity? Want my social insurance number next?”

She stuck her tongue out at him.

He grinned. “My middle name is Barry.”

That had her nose wrinkling like a cute little bunny. “Why Barry?”

“What’s wrong with Barry?”

She shrugged, and her eyes lost focus for a moment, reminding him of her inebriation. “Nothing. But why? Is it like a family name or something?”

He exhaled through his nose. “My parents—in their infinite wisdom—thought it would be fun to give my brothers and I the middle name corresponding to the artist they were listening to while we were conceived.”

“Gross.”

“Indeed.”

“So you’re Rex Barry after … Manilow?”

“White. You know, ‘Let’s Get It On …’” He made sure to drop his voice to baritone level when he sang that little bit.

She nodded in understanding. “And your brothers?”

“Brock Lionel, Chase Marvin and Heath Leppard.”

“Leppard?”

“‘Pour Some—’”

“‘Sugar On Me’!” she finished with a wide smile. “That’s hilarious.”

“At least it’s our middle names and not our first names.”

“True enough. What’s your last name?”

“Hart.”

She rolled his name around on her little pink tongue like foreplay. “Rex Hart … Rex Barry Hart,” she murmured, cocking her head to the side and giving him a once-over. “I like it.” He continued to watch her, wondering when the bottle of whatever spirit she’d chosen to numb the pain was going to hit her like the freight train it inevitably was and send her rushing to the bathroom to go and vomit.

“What’s your full name?” he asked. “Fair is fair, right?”

“Lydia Andréa Sullivan.” She tipped back her booze bottle, then frowned when she realized it was empty. She set it down on her coffee table, and her eyes darted to his case of beer. “So … sexy Rexy, how are you going to make me forget about my jobless woes?”

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New Release ~ Lost Hart ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Lost Hart

Series: The Harty Boys #2

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romance Suspense

Release Date: March 13, 2021

Only one woman can find this lost Hart…

Stacey Saunders has had a less than stellar year. Until she met Chase, she wasn’t sure she’d make it through. Hired to protect her and her kids from a crime family, Chase quickly became more than just a bodyguard. He became her lifeline. Their one night of passion gave her hope for the future, for a new life. But then he disappeared.

Five months later, Chase is back. But Stacey’s not willing to just let sleeping dogs lie—or in this case, a green-eyed bodyguard. She deserves answers.

Chase Hart had to leave. He didn’t want to, but the pain, the secrets, the fears are all just too real. He wouldn’t be a good man if he brought his demons into Stacey’s world. But it becomes impossible for him to stay away from her when Stacey comes around demanding answers. Is this finally his chance for a normal, happy life? Not by a long shot it would seem. Stacey’s family is suddenly ripped apart, a piece of her heart taken, and it’s up to Chase to bring him back safely. With dangers lurking in every dark corner, the deeper he digs, the greater the risk of losing Stacey, possibly for good.

She touched her bottom lip with her finger. “Ditch the sweats,” she said, her voice now erotic and hoarse.

“Thought they were lingerie for women,” he said.

“Lingerie is meant to seduce and then be removed. They’ve done their job.” She tugged her shirt over her head, exposing her black sports bra.

“Take that thing off. Does nothing but hide your tits.”

Grinning at each other, they did as they were both told. She tugged the bra over her head, and he dropped his sweats to the floor.

His cock was at full attention now, a thick string of precum hanging from the tip. She eyed his crown like it was the hottest day in summer and he had a Popsicle between his legs.

“I’ve got nothing to apologize for,” she said with a gentle headshake. “Not planning on putting that in my mouth for a while.”

His grin hurt his cheeks now. Fuck, he loved her sass.

When she wanted something, she went for it.

“Not gonna ask you to.” Though if she wanted to, he’d never turn her down.

He removed her panties and allowed himself a moment to just take in the beauty, the rawness of Stacey naked on his bed. This image had kept the monsters at bay during his stint down in Georgia. When he felt the walls closing in, the darkness beginning to get thick, he thought of Stacey spread out before him, a flush to her skin, her nipples beaded, pupils dilated, arms out reaching for him.

The downy patch of blonde hair between her legs was damp, and he dropped to his knees and pressed his nose to it, inhaling her scent. Imprinting it on his memory for later. Like when the monsters returned.

Her fingers tracing a gentle path on his bald head had him tilting his gaze to her. “Inside me, Chase. It’s been too long.”

She didn’t have to tell him twice.

Pressing a knee into the bed, he pushed her legs apart and made to settle between her thighs when she stopped him. “Condom?”

Right.

He had a few still kicking around, but since he didn’t need them and hadn’t gotten laid since Stacey, he hadn’t really had the need to keep a healthy supply.

But he knew he’d spied at least three in his nightstand drawer.

With a nod but no words, he stood up again, went to his nightstand, found what he needed and sheathed himself.

He could tell her that they didn’t need to use them. That he was clean and he assumed she was. Fuck, no condom would feel a hell of a lot better.

But even so, that just wasn’t something he was ready to share.

He’d known his fate, his lack of virility for almost a year now, and it was still tough to accept.

He’d never have children of his own. Never be a father.

Maybe that was for the better anyway. How could he chase away the monsters from under the bed when he was afraid of them himself? How could he help his children overcome their fear of the dark when he was nearly forty and hated the dark himself?

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New Release ~ Doctor Smug ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Doctor Smug

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Steamy/Contemporary/Romantic Comedy

Release Date: January 16, 2021

It’s all fun and games until somebody falls in love.

Riley
As a surgical resident, my ego is beyond healthy.
So when Daisy, the stubborn and sexy matchmaker, challenges me during night trivia at the local pub, it’s impossible for me to say no.
If I win–she owes me three epic dates where I pull out all the stops to woo her.
If she wins–no dates and I walk home naked.
It’s the summer, what’s an eight-block stroll home in my birthday suit?
Since she’s already smitten with me, this is going to be a breeze.
How can I say no to a sure thing?

Daisy
Riley’s sizzling looks are nothing compared to his arrogance. His god-complex eclipses his charm.
Forcing him to walk home naked is just too tempting to pass up.
It’s just a friendly bet. But the stakes grow too high when fate keeps shoving him in my path.
I don’t need my matchmaker test to prove that we’re not meant to be, despite what he says.
My heart is still recovering from my last dating disaster. I find love for other people, not myself.
But I’ll get him to take the test anyway. I’ll show him that we’re wrong for each other.
We are 100% incompatible and any attraction is purely physical.
At least that’s what I keep telling myself.

***You’ve met this couple in previous books, but what about their love story? Daisy and Riley might be together in Hot Dad, Snowed In & Set Up and New Year’s with the Single Dad, but find out how they came to be in this hilarious arrogant doctor, stubborn matchmaker romantic comedy. No cheating, alpha male and a big old happily ever after!

“You’re a big personality,” I said. “But no, you’re not annoying, and I do like you.”

His gaze shifted from mine to the flames, and he adjusted his hot dog, dropping it to hover just above the coals.

As hard as I tried, though, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his pants.

It’s been a LONG dry spell, girlie. What’s one night?

What happens in the cabin stays in the cabin?

I reached for my wine.

“Just think about it. If you like me as a friend, liking me as more isn’t too far off, right?” He gave his hot dog an inspection before pulling it out of the fireplace and jerking his chin toward the stack of buns I’d found in the freezer. “Grab me one, please.”

I did as he asked, once again my gut getting knotty as I cupped the hotdog with the bun and slid it off the stick.

I was twenty-eight years old, for crying out loud. I had a thriving business, a condo, a car, my 401K was impressive for my age, and yet I was getting giggly and squirmy at the childish act of cupping his hot dog in my bun. All I wanted to do was laugh.

He thanked me and took the hot dog and bun from me, squirting on the ketchup and mustard before taking a big, manly bite.

“Mmm, you did good picking that bun for me. Nice and soft. Just perfect for my wiener.”

Unable to keep the laughter at bay any longer, I picked up an olive and tossed it at him, hitting him square between the eyes.

“Hey!” In retaliation, he picked up an olive and tossed it at me, but I was ready for him and opened my mouth, catching it like a pro … or an obedient dog. I refused to think too hard about which one I better personified. My brother and I used to play this game with olives, mini marshmallows, peanuts or whatever for hours when we stayed in the cabin.

“You can’t resist the innuendos, can you?” I asked, topping off our wine and chewing my olive.

“I can’t resist them when they make you smile like that or earn me one of those sexy giggles.” He finished his hot dog and washed it down with a sip of wine. “You seriously have the best smile.”

There he went again with the compliments and the irresistible handsomeness.

And don’t forget those pajamas.

I risked another glance at the pants.

“Eyes up here, lady.”

Dammit.

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New Release ~ Hot For The Handyman ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Hot for the Handyman

Series: The Single Moms of Seattle

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Steamy, Contemporary Romance, Single Mom, Rom-Com

Release Date: December 5, 2020

He’s got just the right tool to fix her broken heart …

Welcome to Seattle, the Emerald City and home to The Single Moms of Seattle. Three sexy single ladies who drink a ton of wine every Saturday night, bitch about life, have each other’s backs, are the ultimate mama bears, and hope to one day, just maybe find love again.

This is Bianca’s story …

Bianca’s life is insane.

A single mom to three kids, she moved back to her hometown of Seattle after her husband cheated and knocked up his secretary.

She’s just trying to get to the next day without pulling out her hair.

With a full-time job as a project manager overseeing the renovations on affordable housing, she’s doing her best to put food on the table for her kids while also proving to the world that she can make it on her own—she doesn’t need a man.

She does however, need a handyman.

Cue, Jack.

He rides in on his Harley with his smoldering blue eyes, a beard and sleeves of tattoos to save her from an abusive contractor.

He’s also a handyman. A Jack of all trades.

Is Bianca’s luck finally changing?

But Jack has one condition before he takes the job to finish the renovations on the new four-plex—she cannot fall in love with him.

An easy task for sure, right?

She just needs him to get the units rentable, love isn’t even on her radar.

But Jack’s not just a flickering flame, he’s an inferno and Bianca is drawn to him like a moth—singed wings be damned.

What happens when summer is over, Jack’s job ends, and he rides off into the sunset? Will he take Bianca’s heart with him, or will he stay and save her one last time—from heartbreak?

**Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, cursing, a sexy alpha male, and of course as with all my books, this has an HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. If you liked my single dad series, then you’ll love this spin-off trilogy.

“Their story is off the charts steamy and the chemistry oozes from the moment this pair meet. It has passion, drama and is also flirty and heartfelt. The intensity between these two radiates from the words and seeps into your heart and soul.” (Kylee, Goodreads Review)

“OMW! H-O-T…burn the pages right off your Kindle! This is my favorite of all the Single Mom series I loved Hot for the Handyman. Bianca’s story is finally written and man was it worth the wait!” (CheriQBee, Goodreads Review)

There went those cheeks again.

The prettiest shade of fucking pink he ever did see.

On the prettiest—fuck—the most gorgeous woman he’d ever laid eyes on.

This Bianca—damn, he even loved her name—was the epitome of sensuality, sexuality and spunk, all rolled into light brown eyes, glossy brown hair and curves he wanted to sink his teeth into.

He’d been waiting for her to remember him as the man at the intersection who’d given her a thumbs-up when he caught her dancing in the car, but so far, she hadn’t made the connection.

Her day was rough. He bet she couldn’t remember what she had for breakfast, let alone a man who’d made her cheeks turn that sexy fucking pink as she let loose to Taylor Swift at the red light.

Sputtering, she blinked a bunch of times over those eyes he wanted to see gaze up at him as she fell to her knees and took him in her mouth. “Fall in love with you? You want me to promise not to fall in love with you?” She snorted before tossing her head back with a laugh. “Good one, Jack. I needed a laugh like that today. Thank you.”

“Just doing my job, darlin’,” he said with a big grin he knew was borderline cheesy. “Keeping the boss-lady happy. But seriously, I’m here to work and just for the summer. Try to keep it in your pants when you’re around me, okay? I got a job to do.” He followed up with an even bigger grin and a wink.

Her smile was natural and carefree, and it took her looks from a ten to a fucking twenty. “You always this cocky?”

“Not cocky, darlin’, just funny. Love to make people—women—laugh. Make ’em smile. Too much in this world has you frowning. The patriarchy, wage gap, pants without pockets.”

That got her laughing. “It is a plague we all face. Whoever thought pants without pockets was a good idea …”

“Was probably a man.”

“You’re probably right.” Sighing, she nodded. “I’ll do my best to keep it in my pants with pockets and not fall in love with you. You have my word. Besides, love, romance or anything in between is so far off my radar, it’s invisible to the naked eye.” That last bit was said with a twinge of regret in her tone and made him wonder what her deal was. Divorced? Widowed? In a loveless marriage with a limp-dicked moron?

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New Release ~ Hot for a Cop ~ by ~ Whitley Cox

Title: Hot for a Cop

Series: The Single Moms of Seattle

Author: Whitley Cox

Genre: Steamy/Contemporary/Single Mom Romance

Release Date: October 17, 2020

Drawn together by the future, torn apart by the past.

This is Lauren’s story …

Being a single mom was never the plan for Lauren.

Neither was having a baby in a car all alone on a gridlocked interstate.

Thank goodness for sexy cops who are heroes even on their days off.

One of the good guys—or at least trying to be—Isaac can’t get the woman whose baby he helped deliver out of his head.

He sees it all with Lauren.

A life. A family. A future.

But superstition and a family curse have her rebuffing him, even though she looks at him with a need that mirrors his own.

When Lauren finally gives into her heart, the passion between them explodes.

Life isn’t just good, it’s great.

Until Isaac realizes their history was connected in a way he never expected.

He ruined her life without even knowing it.

Can he confess the truth to Lauren without hurting the one person who has finally made him feel human again? Without demolishing her world, and his, in the process?

“I love Lauren and Isaac! Fate. Coincidence. Bad Luck. Or Truly Cursed. Only Lauren can decide. The journey to that decision is funny heartwarming and I didn’t see that coming all at once. A true must read!” (Nicole Thomas, Goodreads Review)

“Every time I read a new book of Whitley’s I have a new favorite couple. Lauren was a standout character from the previous book and I was so excited to read her story. I love her lack of filter. Isaac is the best combination of sexy, sweet, and alpha. I would definitely recommend this to someone looking for a great read.” (schlemmerdc, Bookbub review)

“This was my first book by this author, and I am impressed. I will definitely read more of her work. Isaac is one of the good guys, who became a cop to protect and serve after his time in the Marines. I love that he is a red-haired hero. I really appreciated the real life look at new motherhood through Lauren’s exhausted eyes. The chemistry between them is combustible. I had many moments where I laughed out loud at something the characters said or did. They have a lot of heat in the bedroom. Their friends and the support around them are entertaining and important. There are a few twists along the way; some I could almost see coming and some I definitely did not. I loved how Isaac fought for their relationship in the midst of their trial and that Lauren never stops loving him. Their HEA is awesome in part because they must overcome to get there. I experienced all of the emotions reading this story and I definitely recommend it.” (Judy Lynn, Bookbub Review)

Her throat bobbed on a sexy swallow as she sipped her wine, a bead of the merlot getting caught on her bottom lip. He wanted to lick it off or at the very least catch it with his thumb, but he resisted. She’d just put a barrier back between them, one he thought she’d torn down earlier. He needed to respect her boundaries.

But when her mouth twisted in such a way and that droplet clung to her lip, just calling to him, he said “fuck boundaries,” reached forward and swiped his thumb over her lip. “For the record,” he said, popping his thumb into his mouth, “you’re not damaged goods, as you said earlier. When my mom finally left my dad, I would have punched any person in the face who dared to call her damaged goods.”

Heat flashed in the blue of her eyes, and her bottom lip dropped open.

“I’ll respect your decision,” he said. “But just know, it’s not off the table for me … if you’re interested.”

She did nothing more than stare at him. But the flare of her nostrils and the widening of her eyes did all the talking for her.

Sitting up, he adjusted Ike on his lap. The baby didn’t so much as flinch. “But I’m okay with just a friendship too. This isn’t an ultimatum.”

“I’m only two weeks …” she whispered. “We can’t …”

Shifting again, he turned to face her. Ike remained deep in REM, his eyes behind his closed lids the only things moving, save for the rise and fall of his little chest. “And if it is something you want to explore, we can take things slow. I’m not a horny teenager that needs to jump into bed right away. We can get to know each other.”

She nibbled on her lip. “You’re saying all the right things, Isaac.” Her laugh was more of a throaty chortle as she turned her head. “I don’t even know your last name. Besides the fact that you’re a cop—a sergeant—you are single and childless and just adopted a kitten, I know nothing about you. And yet we’re discussing—sort of—the idea of becoming …”

“Fox.”

“Huh?”

“That’s my last name. Isaac James Fox.”

“You’re Foxy Sergeant Big Hands?” She shook her head and averted her eyes. “Of course you are.”

“Foxy Sergeant Big Hands?” he murmured. Did he miss something?

She sipped her wine. “Never mind.”

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