Green Beer and Jedi Drinking Songs.

Ah, St. Patrick’s Day. One of my favorite holidays. When else can you drink green beer at 6 am and pinch random strangers without getting a restraining order slapped on you? In honor of this most wondrous of holidays I’ve come up with a list of things you can do to get into the ole Irish spirit.

1) Teach your pet how to Riverdance. Dogs are the natural choice here and less likely to scratch your eyes out. Unless you own these cats, in which case they’ll likely be down with getting jiggy with it.




2)    Pretend to be a leprechaun for a day. Double bonus points if you crochet this hat for your dog and get him/her to wear it while Riverdancing.

3)     Or how about going rogue and becoming a professional leprechaun hunter for a day? Far more lucrative than Bigfoot hunting. Plus you get all the Lucky Charms you can eat.

4)    Eat nothing but potato products for an entire day. French fries + vodka= breakfast of champions.

5)    Listen to some traditional Irish tunes like the Jedi Drinking Song.



Sadly I don't have an Irish-themed or Saint Paddy's Day book but my recent release, Hurricanes and Handcuffs, does feature a bad boy billionaire, a sassy chef, and some sexy beignet eating. Check it out!

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Gabrielle Scott is fed up with helping her playboy boss seduce and woo his countless bimbettes courtesy of her culinary masterpieces. Yeah, the pay is good, and you can’t beat the luxurious digs she’s treated to as his resident personal chef. But she can’t afford the frustration of living under the same roof with the one man who drives her crazy in every possible way. The damnable truth? She’s in love with the irredeemable bastard, and the only way she’ll get over him is to get naked under him. The plan? Attend Jax’s annual Mardi Gras ball incognito and entice him into a hot night of sin—right before handing in her resignation.

Jaxon Noble always gets what he wants. Especially when it comes to the opposite sex. So when Gabbi shows up at his party in an eye-popping costume and outrageously flirts with him it’s a foregone conclusion that she’ll finally be his. About damn time the stubborn woman came to her senses. He’s more than happy to go along with her game, and the combustible heat they generate together proves it was well worth the wait to have her. But when morning comes and Gabrielle calmly announces she’s quitting, Jax is faced with the sobering fact that perhaps money can’t buy everything. Or more to the point—the only person who’s ever meant anything to him.

For someone who’s used to winning at all costs, losing Gabbi isn’t an option. And Jax will pull out every sweet and sexy trick to convince her to take a chance on a forever with him. Even if it means handcuffing her to his bed.

Warning: This book contains a sassy chef, one determined bad boy billionaire, Fur-lined handcuffs and inappropriate consumption of beignets, several sinful drizzles of honey, and enough sizzling chemistry to set off the smoke alarms.