Release Date: October 11th, 2022:
Some need a wingman, but for me, finding love, forgiveness—and myself—may just take my wackadoodle wingmom.
It's finally available for preorder—the laugh-out-loud romantic comedy that I've dumped my heart and soul into, and I hope folks enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. As always, a huge thank you to my amazing critique partners, beta readers, and editors, as without them, this book would most definitely be a messy, heaping dish of word salad.
Apparently, my wingman is my wackadoodle mom.
Forget helicopter parenting: my mother is the hovering, UFO type.
To make VP of Products, I have to stun Fur Bebé's board with my new pet wedding line. When my mom, fresh off an undercover operation, busts in, the board is...well, definitely stunned.
Lucas, the new CEO, doesn't just yank my promotion, but my job too. Out of cash, I move into Mom's Winnebago, AKA, Hell on Wheels. Desperate to launch my line, I take Mom's wacky advice on how to go viral. Wackier, it just might work.
Lucas and Mom become BFFs, probably to torture me. Lucas appears to have it all, but there are ripped seams inside that sharp suit. I know, I have them too. I'm drawn to his inexplicable magnetism, but falling for him could destroy everything.
Some need a wingman, but for me, finding love, forgiveness—and myself—may just take my wackadoodle wingmom.
* *Although this story does NOT contain swear words and the bedroom scenes fade to black, it does contains adult humor (raunchy double entenres), so it is NOT a part of my sweet collection.