Darcy Burke is celebrating the release of SO IN LOVE, Book 3 in her Love On The Vine series. Bring on the champagne!
After a hot hook-up on New Year’s Eve, Crystal Donovan plans to avoid Jamie Westcott, which could be difficult, given the size of Ribbon Ridge. But she’s only there a few days doing research on the town’s history then it’s back to her glam life in LA. When his family holds the key to unraveling a century-old mystery she has to seek him out—and the sparks are still flying.
Jamie Westcott works his ass off to repay his college loans, which doesn’t leave much time for other commitments. Crystal’s a perfect fling: she’s fun and sexy and, best of all, they have little in common and she lives somewhere else. Only, the more time they spend together the closer they get, despite their intent to keep things casual.
When everyone learns Crystal sold a screenplay exposing the dark secrets of Ribbon Ridge—and Jamie’s family—she becomes the town pariah. Jamie won’t leave and Crystal can’t stay—can love show them another way?
Darcy Burke is the USA Today Bestselling Author of hot, action-packed historical and sexy, emotional contemporary romance. A native Oregonian, Darcy lives on the edge of wine country with her guitar-strumming husband, their two hilarious kids who seem to have inherited the writing gene, and three Bengal cats.
Darcy offers an excerpt from SO IN LOVE ...
“Never have I ever been to a party with Prince Harry.” He drank.
She pulled her feet down and sat straight up, leaning forward, in one fluid, whiplash movement. “Shut. Up.”
“Well, not with him, but I met him. Nice bloke.”
“Okay, that is way better than any famous person I’ve met.” Her gaze softened. “Is he as tall and gorgeous as I think?”
Jamie chuckled. “I have no idea. How tall and gorgeous do you think he is?”
“Super gorgeous.” She slid him a glance that clearly said, “duh.” Propping her feet back up, she settled into the couch once more. “And he’s six inches taller than me. And nine months older. In other words, we’d be perfect for each other.” She sent him another look, this one full of self-mockery. “I’ve been planning our wedding since I was ten. Just ask Alaina.”
“Well, it seems you ought to meet him then.”
She bolted upright again. “You could make that happen?”
“Probably not. Sorry. Anyway, I think he has a girlfriend now.”
She slouched back with a dejected sigh. “I know.”
“I’m six-one,” Jamie said, recalling the prince was maybe the same height or just slightly taller. “Not nearly as good looking though.”
Crystal tipped her head to the side and studied him. “You’re no Prince Harry, but you’re cute.”
“I’ll take that. Your turn.”
“Let’s see... Never have I ever made out with a celebrity.” This time she took a drink.
“You going to kiss and tell?” When she shook her head, he prodded for more information. “Just making out?”
She peered at him over the top of her glass. “How naughty do you want to take this game?”
Her sultry look heated his body once more. “If you recall, I was all for the stripping part. In fact, there’s been a disappointing lack of that.”
A smile teased her lips. “I see. Honestly, if it wasn’t so cold out, I’d suggest a dip in the hot tub. I think that’s uncovered at least.”
“Can it be too cold if the water is over a hundred degrees?”
“Good point. But I don’t have a suit.”
“Neither do I. Never have I ever gone skinny dipping.” He sipped his beer. “In a hot tub.” He drank again. “With a hot blonde.” This time he didn’t drink but simply stared at her in open invitation.
“She pulled her feet from the table and rose from the couch. “There are towels in the locker room. Give me a head start.”