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out
now!
north america
july
2010
SOS: Convenient Husband Required
excerpt
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order
coming soon!
united kingdom
august
2010
SOS: Convenient Husband Required
will be published in the UK in August in a duet with Cara Colter's "WINNING A
GROOM IN TEN DATES".
Order now from the
Book Depository for free delivery worldwide!
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 "The
serene philosophy of the pink rose is steadying. Its fragrant, delicate
petals open fully and are ready to fall, without regret or disillusion,
after only a day in the sun. It is so every summer. One can almost hear
their pink, fragrant murmur as they settle down upon the grass: 'Summer,
summer, it will always be summer."
...Rachel Peden
SOS: CONVENIENT HUSBAND
REQUIRED
makes it to retail in the US this month (you can buy online from Mills &
Boon in the UK in a 2-in-1 with Cara Colter's wonderful
Winning a Groom in Ten Dates). Or
pre-order from the
Book Depository and get 25% off!
I was going to
tell you all about it, but Adam Wavell has said it all so much better
than I could so I'll leave it up to him.
"May and I met at High School. I was the geeky
kid living on a sink estate on the rough side of town with the family
from hell and nothing but brains to commend me.
 She
was the short, tubby girl from the big house who talked with a plum in
her mouth and wore the school uniform in regulation style - you can
imagine how that went down with the cool
girls. Two outsiders living a world apart. Except she was always getting
into trouble and I always seemed to be the one yanking her out of it -
and getting yelled at for my pains.
"Even so, I sort of liked her. She was a gutsy
kid, and in the stables where she kept her waifs and strays she had her
own kettle, a jar of instant coffee and a cake tin with the kind of cake
that you couldn't buy in a supermarket. She was prepared to share in
return for a hand with the animals, so we hung out there. Nothing heavy.
She wasn't the kind of girl even a geek like me wanted to be seen out
with.
"I know what you're thinking. It was going to end in tears
 and
you're right. It did. These days she crosses the street if she sees me
coming and the only time we'd spoken in years was at town functions.
May's family are big in the town. Charity, that sort of stuff. Of course
these days, so am I, so that happens more often than she'd like. Tough.
Suck it up, Miss Coleridge...
"But, when my sister threw me for a loop by leaving her baby in my
office, May Coleridge was the first person I thought of. Waifs and
strays were right up her street. And true to form, I found her up a
tree, rescuing one.
"And also true to form, she fell out of it, right into my lap, so to
speak. In more ways than one.
"It was one of those days when everything seems to
be going wrong and then suddenly the sun breaks through and you have a
chance to wipe out a memory of pain and humiliation that has haunted you
for years.
"Revenge, they say, is a dish best served cold. There was
just one problem with that. I seem to have left the pilot light on."
Thanks, Adam! And if you want to find out how May fell into his lap,
there's an excerpt here.
I'm off to explore the delights of Devon and Somerset. Photos on my
blog when I get back.
Have a wonderful July.
With love,
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