Bøger udgivet af L.B. Dunbar

When the divorced mother of the groom goes head-to-head with the single father of the bride, they might be the next couple experiencing a heart-to-heart. When my son asked me to take his ticket for the honeymoon that didn't happen, I balked. What would I do on a ten-day vacation in Belize? More importantly, what caused my son and the love of his life to call off their wedding?I didn't have an answer, and he wasn't sharingSo, I'd traded places with him. Over a week of sunshine and me-time was on the docket until he arrived. Dallas Cole had silver in his beard, eyes the color of an ocean, and the most annoying drawl. And by annoying, I mean, thigh-clenching, heart-hammering, make me want to kiss him swagger. Only, that's something I would never do, because he's the single father of the bride for the wedding that never was, and now, he's encroaching on my parentmoon. One house. One bed. Not happening. So what if he calls me darlin' in that swoony voice? Not going there despite his smirky grin amongst the gray on his jaw. Not going to think about the fact he saw me naked . . . by accident. Nope. The former father of the bride will only be going head-to-head with this protective mother of the groom, not lips to lips, or any other body part. And definitely not heart-to-heart. +++ From L.B. Dunbar comes a sexy silver fox standalone with one bed, shower shenanigans, and a romantic atmosphere that's a little too tempting for this single mom in need of a vacation.

I hate Christmas.I don't know who thought every female must love shopping, wrapping, baking and hosting but I missed the memo. On top of that, I manage an upscale department store. Sprinkle in the fact I'll be turning forty during this holiday season, and my life is a Christmas cookie recipe gone wrong.And every year I become a little more Scrooge-ish. But the spirit of the most wonderful time of the year seems to have a plan for me and my midlife-crisis attitude.First, my past returns when I attend a high school reunion happy hour and run into that boy-the one I had a summer fling before I left for college, then promptly ghosted me.The torture continues because that boy is now a man, worldly and wise and sexier than I remember. And he invites me to attend a holiday work party with him.That's where I learn this forty, fine, former NFL quarterback, now fireman has a new role: single father to the sweetest little girl, putting me at risk of falling for both of them. However, I have my reasons not to believe in love and the happiest time of the year. And the first twenty-five days of December tests all my strength.Just what the Dickens is happening? Charles himself might approve of this plot.Even I'm a little curious to see how it all plays out.+ + +With the past behind her and the future uncertain, can Eva Nazar accept that the present is a gift and love is the greatest treasure we receive even if it isn't always wrapped in pretty paper with a perfect bow on top?