At any rate, life gets rather boring when you can literally have anything you want. Anyone you want. I hadn’t realized how willing I’d become to settle until life dangled temptation, in the form of a sassy-mouthed, blonde-haired, green-eyed, fiery little vixen, right under my nose and shook things up a bit—shook me up a bit.
Yeah, Korie is just the challenge I need.
“The label won’t like it.”
Having had about enough of her negativity, I rise to my feet, towering over her five-foot frame. It’s not often I ignore her advice. We’ve been best friends since elementary school; she’s one of the few people in my life I actually trust. “I don’t give a damn what they like or don’t like, Anika. I’m tired. I need to rest. The boys and I are taking this trip.”
Her pointed jaw ticks as she stares me down, arms crossed on her chest in a stance that I’m assuming she means to be intimidating. “Does she know you’ll be there?”
I snort. “Of course not.”
She gives one final resigned shake of her head, blowing out a laugh. “You’re gonna regret this.”
“Or,” I say, thumping her nose because I know how much it pisses her off, “I could enjoy it very, very much.”
“And Nick is okay with this?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” the hulking, six-foot-three, tatted oaf himself announces, entering through the back door. “A week of tits, booze, and fun in the sun? And I get to watch him follow Korie around like a lovesick puppy while she hands him his balls in a sling? Sign me up for that shit.”
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First and foremost, thank you to my hubby and kids for your many sacrifices so that I could write this novel.
Thank you, Momma, for showing up to clean, to cook, to tend to your grandkids. Being able to count on you still today as an adult, means more than you will ever know.
A huge thank you to my girls, Kate Farlow, Harloe Rae, Lauren Brynolf, Shain Rose, Hollis Wynn, Renee Mccleary, Sammi Hyatt, and Nicole Davis for helping dig me out when I got stuck! For your endless support and coddling. For loving me. Encouraging me. And let’s be honest here… tolerating me.
Keri Roth, Katherine Caron, Sara Koelsch, and Marie Saunders; thank you for taking the time to beta read and provide your excellent suggestions and words of encouragement. It takes a village and I’m so lucky to have you in mine!
Thank you, Michelle Lancaster, for shooting the cover shot. I have been obsessed with this image from the moment you shared it on FB and knew it had to be mine!
Mason Kreidt, thank you for giving such a beautiful face to my novel.
Kate Farlow with Y’all That Graphic, I can’t thank you enough for creating such a beautiful cover. You believed in my vision and brought it to life. Your talent is endless and your friendship invaluable.
Thank you Kiezha Ferrell for once again polishing my words and cleaning up my manuscript. Even if you did take out half of my ellipses… ;)
Misty Boggs Punch, Abby Thomas, Kathy Webber, and Katiria Rosario, thank you for proof-reading and catching those last-minute misses!
To my girls at Give Me Books… THANK YOU! Thank you for always fitting me in and being so quick to respond and accommodate me!
Candi Kane, thank you for taking me on and all that you’ve done and are doing to get Mourning Wood into the right hands.
Thanks to Stacey with Champagne Book Design for adding all the little details in formatting.
Thanks to my reader group, Heather’s Hunnies. Friends tell me all the time how amazing you ladies are, and I couldn’t agree more. You never cease to amaze me with your endless love, support, and well-timed dick jokes. You get me. You really get me!
Thank you to anyone else who helped along the way. It is one of my greatest fears to leave someone out. I’m sure I do every time but know that it is not intentional. I’m so grateful for my tribe.
Heather M. Orgeron is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower(aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.
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