Ghosts, Phlegm, and a Book Recommendation (oh myyyy)!

Howdy, folks! Actually, if I were saying that out loud, it would sound more like 'Owbly oks' or something, because I'm fighting a sort throat, congestion sort of ick. (Seriously, autocorrect, you don't have 'ick' in your dictionary? No, I don't mean 'ice' thankyouverymuch, just leave it as 'ick'.) I blame the grocery store. Or maybe this past weekend's writers' meeting.

If I was plagued at the latter, though, it's okay--it was a really neat meeting, complete with a ghost hunter from Connecticut Ghost Investigations giving a fascinating presentation with videos and Electronic Voice Phenomena (EVPs) and everything! Way cool, and totally worth a little Creeping Crud and a steady diet of Zicam and liquids.

But I digress, because what I really wanted to tell you about today is a Very Fun contemporary romance that is releasing this week: UNEXPECTEDLY YOURS by Jeannie Moon. I had the pleasure of reading an advance copy of this clever, flirty story, and wanted to share it with you!

And so ... the cover:  

The blurb:

Unexpectedly Yours

It was a win-win arrangement…until Caroline lost her heart…

Caroline Rossi needs to reinvent her life. Being a geotechnical engineer hasn’t exactly proved to be a guy magnet. She’s never really had the opportunity to let her hair down and have fun. But when a chance encounter with her big sister’s brother-in-law—millionaire Josh Campbell—leads to a night of unexpected passion, Caroline starts engineering an arrangement that will give them both what they want. She can help Josh with an important real estate project and he can school her in the art of amour. At first Josh balks—but there’s something irresistible about Caroline, something very different from the bombshells he usually dates.

Can the friends with benefits agreement really work? Or are Caroline and Josh playing a dangerous game that may end in heartbreak?

And a link to the first chapter: CLICK ME. 

With that, I shall wish you a wonderful week of zero crud, happy reading, and no ghosties. (Unless you're looking for ghosties, in which case I wish you ghosties!)