Cat’s Meow~~#Reviews That Purr~~April’s Kiss In The Moonlight By Jean Joachim~~#romanceinbloom

Hi, Yall!! Welcome back to  Cat’s Meow~~Reviews that Purr!  This Month we are celebrating springtime and the month of April. I have a few good books to review for you. I am starting off with one of my favorite contemporary romance authors, Jean Joachim. This is an older book from her Moonlight series, April’s Kiss in the Moonlight

I asked Jean what her favorite thing about spring is. She offered to share some lovely photographs purchased from Bigstock  with us.

In Praise of the Mighty Crocus

A collection of early crocus (Crocus tommasinianus) growing under a bush. Lovely purple and yellow colors. This is one of the first flowers to bloom in early spring. Aka woodland or tommasinis crocus.

wildflower meadow with early spring crocus geroldsee and karwendel mountains scenic spring landscape germany

Yellow and purple crocuses in spring, The crocuses family.the first flowers of spring

Pictures bought by Jean on BigStock.com

The crocus is my hero.

Does that sound silly? How many people consider flowers to be heroic? I do. The crocus and the snowdrop are courageous. Why? They are the first flowers of spring to bloom. They break the ground for all others. They raise their heads proudly, risking attack by a late frost or burial under an unexpected spring snow.Death by freezing –brrr, not a way I’d choose to go. Snowdrops only promise to be white. That makes the crocus the bigger hero, adding color to the landscape for the first time in months. The crocus blooms in a variety of purples, yellow or white, and sometimes with thin stripes of color  on white. Not a large, majestic plant, they often grow in colonies, producing bursts of color.

The short, humble crocus raises it’s petals to the world, saying “Look at me!” The tiny flower begs for a drop of appreciation before the real show with the big guns begins: daffodils, tulips, irises, and tiger lilies, to mention only a few.

Hail, mighty crocus! You are the harbinger of spring. I bow to your bravery and beauty, and keep watch every March for the first signs of you pushing up toward the sun.

Thank you so much, Jean, for taking time out of your busy day to share such lovely thoughts and photographs with us.

April's Kiss in the Moonlight (Moonlight, #2)

 

Title: April’s Kiss in the Moonlight

Series: Moonlight book 2

Author: Jean  Joachim

Pages: 235 pages

Genre: M/F,  sweet contemporary romance,

Fresh from graduate school, April McKenna, beautiful and brilliant vows to strike out on a new path rather than return to San Francisco to take a job with her father’s firm. She meets Rusty and sets off for an escapade that ends in tragedy. Injured and alone she is taken in by Sunny Davis, a friend of her mother’s who lives in a small town in the Catskill Mountains in New York.

During her recovery, April resolves to carve out an exotic life of travel and adventure. But she didn’t count on a sexy fireman upsetting her plans. Gavin Dailey has dated practically every woman in the county, but when he meets April, he knows he’s finally found the one he wants. Only a stubborn man like Gavin wouldn’t let April’s resistance to his charm and his small town change his plans. Determined to win her, he pulls out all the stops until he encounters one stumbling block he didn’t count on. Only a near-tragedy resurrected from the past gives April the tenacity she needs to make the right decision for her life in April’s Kiss in the Moonlight.

This is a sweet contemporary romance with no explicit sex or bad language.

 

MY REVIEW

April has just gotten out of college in New York and is driving back home to California to a postion her dad has set up for her. She isnt looking forward to living the life her dad is choosing. She meets a hitchhiker that changes her life. Several months later her car explodes injuring her and presuming Rusty dead. Her mom’s friend Sunny picks her up and takes her to her home and helps her to heal. She meets a sexy firefighter. Could a city girl ever be happy in a small country town?

April’s Kiss by Moonlight is a sweet, fun romance. The character’s are all charming, the storyline compelling, and there are some twists along the way.
If you are looking for a good, clean romance with a touch of intrigue, sexy with no explicit on page sex this is for you.
I received a copy of this book for an honest review

How about a little more April’s Kiss In The Moonlight?

April dried her long, lustrous, dark brown hair, which fell to her shoulders in loose curls framing her bruised oval face. Her eyes, so dark they were almost black, reflected her troubles. Her black eye was turning yellow, and the bruise on her delicate chin matched it.

She wrapped a towel around her body and tucked the corner in between her breasts, picked up her hair dryer, and opened the bathroom door. She walked into the living room and ran smack dab into the best looking man she’d ever seen coming around the corner. She bumped into him and grabbed her towel to secure it. He steadied her with his big hands on her elbows as his gaze met hers. They stopped and stared. April felt a sizzle, like an electric current rise her arms and shoulders from the touch of his hands.

Standing about six feet tall with a slender but strong build, the intriguing stranger, had the bluest eyes and darkest hair imaginable. His eyebrows were thick; sideburns perfectly clipped and two days growth of beard appeared on his long, narrow face. She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

Gavin’s gaze took in her glossy brown hair, lovely face, black-and-blue marks and all, then traveled down her towel-clad body slowly, stopping to rest on the swell of her breasts above the towel before sliding down to examine her lovely legs. He was obviously entranced and rendered speechless by her five feet four inches normally attractive, now painfully colorful.  His eyebrows lifted as he eyed her bruised shoulders.

“What happened to you?” he muttered, dropping his hands from her arms.

“Got in the way of an explosion,” she explained.

He nodded, then eyed the engagement ring on her hand.

“Gavin Dailey,” he said, extending his hand.

“April McKenna.”

Her hands were too full to shake his and as she looked down at them, she remembered she was wearing only a towel. Her hand flew to secure the towel’s precarious tuck at her chest while her face flamed. She sputtered something unintelligible and ran from the room, hearing the sound of his low chuckle behind her.

 

Gavin walked to the door; his eyes followed her outside; she was flanked by a dog on either side. He watched the sway of her hips and the bounce of her hair when she descended the half dozen steps to the backyard. The dogs took off, running. April tried to run but, obviously, the pain stopped her, and she stood still; feeling his gaze, she turned to look at him. Gavin’s eyes met hers, his breath stopping for a moment before he went back to work. April’s fingers raked her hair as she turned away from the house.

He winced when he saw her doubled over from the pain. He wanted to fold her in his arms, soothe her with kisses until each bruise disappeared. A slight heat crept into his cheeks when he remembered the engagement ring she wore. Never before had he wanted another man’s woman; this was the first time.

 

Meet Jean:

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­­­   Jean Joachim is a best-selling romance fiction author, with books hitting the Amazon Top 100 list since 2012. She writes mostly contemporary romance, which includes sports romance and romantic suspense.

Dangerous Love Lost & Found, First Place winner in the 2015 Oklahoma Romance Writers of America, International Digital Award contest. The Renovated Heart won Best Novel of the Year from Love Romances Café. Lovers & Liars was a RomCon finalist in 2013. And The Marriage List tied for third place as Best Contemporary Romance from the Gulf Coast RWA. To Love or Not to Love tied for second place in the 2014 New England Chapter of Romance Writers of America Reader’s Choice contest. She was chosen Author of the Year in 2012 by the New York City chapter of RWA.

Married and the mother of two sons, Jean lives in New York City. Early in the morning, you’ll find her at her computer, writing, with a cup of tea, her rescued pug, Homer, by her side and a secret stash of black licorice.

Jean has 30+ books, novellas and short stories published. Find them here: http://www.jeanjoachimbooks.com.

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Snippet Sunday ~~ Head Shrinkin~~nope this isn’t paranormal!

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again. It’s February and what better time for a sweet contemporary romance? Last week  I Introduced Gypsy Rose’s mom and more than one decision Gypsy Rose needs to make. This week Frank Is visiting he Therapist to figure a way out of his accidental commitment to a  date with Gypsy Rose. I know today is Valentine’s Day but my poor couple hasn’tt made it to that first date yet so this little ditty will have to do! I hope you enjoy!

This is a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough please be kind.

Sweet Gypsy Rose copyright 2014

“Hello Lamarr.” He doesn’t like being called Dr Jackson. I think its because a fist name basis is less intimidating to us crazies. I mean his clients.
“How has your week been?” He studies me closely.The pen begins scribbling a few words, then he turns his gaze back on me.
“Uneventful until today.”
“What made today different.”
“Gypsy Rose asked me out and I said yes.” I blurted.
His eyes grew wide as silence echoed off the pristine walls.I sat waiting for him to say something. Anything. I guess he was waiting for me to say more. Or he choked on his tongue and couldn’t speak.
“I am sorry. I never saw that coming.” He takes a long drink of what he makes us think is water. I sometimes wonder if its Vodka or Gin.
I’m hurt that he finds it so shocking Gypsy Rose would ask me out. But then again I had the same reaction when she did.
“I think its great progress that you are making.”
Now its my turn to look surprised.
“Progress?”
“Yes. That you are planning to go out with Gypsy Rose.”
“Oh no! I need you to help me figure how to get out of this! It was an accident. She asked me out. I was in another world when I said I’d love to and I guess I was speaking out loud.” I take a deep breath. Now he looks amused. The Lamarr I am used to.
The panic wells in my chest.
“Calm down Frank. Deep breaths. Now.” He leans back folding both hands on his desk. “Do you like Gypsy Rose?”
“I find her attractive. The times I have spoken to her she is very nice. She doesn’t look at me like I’m a circus oddity. Other than that and gossip I don’t really know her.”
“Then what better way to get to know her than to go on a date?”
“You know I can’t. The thought of hand holding is scary enough but to think of kissing or…or.” I begin panicking again. He holds up a big hand
“You are jumping ahead of yourself. First of all, a date doesn’t have to include any of the things you mentioned. What to do you plan to do?”
“I didn’t plan anything. She asked me. I planned to not go.”
“Deep down, do you want to go?”
“No!” I nod.

I hope you are enjoying this story and will come back next for more Sweet Gypsy Rose.

If you missed meeting Gypsy Rose week 1 you can catch up here.  http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/10/snippetsunday-sweet-and-funny-time/ ‎

If you Missed meeting Frank you can check him out here http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/17/snippetsundaylets-lighten-up-our-readssweet-romance-time/

Want to read about a complication in the form of a sexy ex? Meet Ray Here http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/24/snippet-sunday-sweet-and-spicyno-not-the-latte/

A glance at a touch subject here; http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/31/snippetsundaya-touchy-situation/

Check out some decisions here: http://cathybrockman.com/2016/02/07/snippetsundaydecisionsdecisions/

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets out eclectic group has a wide variety of stories!

skate on over to visit V. L. Locey.  for some super sexy hockey fun

If you would like a taste of a paranormal fantasy check out Valkyries Curse

by Ellie Mack. 

This week we have another fun snippet by Misty Harvey    She writes horror so this should be interesting!

#snippetsunday~~Decisions,Decisions

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again. It’s February and what better time for a sweet contemporary romance?

This week  I introduce Gypsy Rose’s mom and more than one decision Gypsy Rose needs to make.

This is a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough please be kind.

Sweet Gypsy Rose copyright 2014

 I finish putting the new stuff out on display when mom comes in. I’m glad to see her. She comes in most days but what time she shows up is a crap shoot. When she is off exploring with Ebby my niece picks up the slack if she isn’t tied up with cheer-leading or whatever teenage girls have going on these days. My mind clouds up when I remember my life at her age.
“Dollar for your thoughts.” My mom’s cheery voice snaps me back to the present.
“I think that’s a penny mom.” I chuckle.
“A penny doesn’t even buy a piece of bubble gum anymore so I figure your thoughts should be worth at least a dollar.” She pulls me into a big hug. I’m thankful she is a tiny woman or she might suffocate me with those tight hugs.
“Whats wrong sweetie?”
“All is good mom. I have a date tonight and was wondering if you would be in today or if I needed to call Whippoorwill. With my luck you wouldn’t be here and she would be off doing whatever it is she is into this week.”
“I see, then you remembered what you were doing at her age and that’s why the sad look.”
I look quickly away and hope we don’t go into her thoughts on that again. I really want to talk about my date, she will have some good ideas I’m sure. I turn to see her colorful skirt disappearing into the back. I take of to catch her. “Wait mom!”
“I thought I’d bake you a batch of those chocolate rolls you like so much. Those always make you feel better.”
“MMM Ok. When you come back down I want to talk about this date. I told him I would show him around town. I have no idea what he likes or doesn’t like. Should I take him out or take him to dinner at my place or what? I’ve never been the one to ask a guy out first.”
“I see it’s not with Ray or you wouldn’t be asking any of these questions. Sounds like someone new in town. Who is it sweetie.”
“Frank the new man at the bank.”
“Really? He is a bit of an oddity around here. Seems friendly but from what I hear he is a loner, never goes out or anything.” She stops moving and taps her chin with a long red nail. “ Elsie, one of the tellers at the bank told us the other night at bingo she has invited him over a few times to dinner or out to bingo and he always has an excuse. She says he usually eats his lunch in his office and rarely sits in the lounge room. She also said she sees him clean his desk every time a client leaves and she thinks he uses a bottle of sanitizer a day.”
“Mom I doubt anyone can use a whole bottle of that a day. The ones the bank has are huge. Besides Elsie is a busybody and a nag. No wonder he turned her down. She’s enough to scare anyone off.”
“She’s not the only one that says that kind of stuff about him. Everything I hear makes him sound like one of those Germiphobes.”
“Well that’s good to know. I’ll keep that in mind while planning.Any suggestions on what to do?”
“Let me think about it while I’m cooking your chocolate rolls. Though you can rule out taking him to your place.”
“My place isn’t that dirty mom.” I roll my eyes like a teenager. Then I remember I worked all night and the house isn’t as clean as usual.
“I wasn’t exactly thinking about neatness.” She shot me an odd look.
I nibble my nails trying to figure out what she is talking about.
“Your problem is over 6 foot tall and even though he has his own place seems to stay at yours.” She smacks my hand from my mouth. “You better not do that around your new man if he has germ issues.”
“He’s not my new man. Yet.” I let out an exasperated puff of air. ” Yeah I am going to have to have a talk with Ray.” I know she is right. Mothers are always right. Or that’s what I have always been told.

I hope you are enjoying this story and will come back next for more Sweet Gypsy Rose.

If you missed meeting Gypsy Rose week 1 you can catch up here.  http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/10/snippetsunday-sweet-and-funny-time/ ‎

If you Missed meeting Frank you can check him out here http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/17/snippetsundaylets-lighten-up-our-readssweet-romance-time/

Want to read about a complication in the form of a sexy ex? Meet Ray Here http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/24/snippet-sunday-sweet-and-spicyno-not-the-latte/

A glance at a touch subject here; http://cathybrockman.com/2016/01/31/snippetsundaya-touchy-situation/

 

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets, skate on over to visit V. L. Locey. http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

If you would like a taste of a paranormal fantasy check out Valkyries Curse by Ellie Mack. https://quotidiandose.wordpress.com/

#snippetsunday~~A touchy situation

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again.  I am continuing with my sweet contemporary romance Sweet Gypsy Rose. over the past few weeks, you have met the main Characters, Gypsy Rose, Frank, and Ray. This week I am doing something very different. Since this is a first draft I add notes to myself. I left these notes in this snippet.  Feel free to answer one or all of the questions I posed to myself.

This is a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough.

Sweet Gypsy Rose copyright 2014

Of all the women in the world why would God choose this one for me. For heaven’s sake I’m 39, have only kissed a girl once and hated it, a loner, and have a serious case of OCD. This woman is my polar opposite. She is an open book to the public, friendly, charming outgoing, seems to volunteer and participate in everything. Oh yeah! I almost forgot. She is drop dead gorgeous in an outlandish way. She makes me think of a cross between Madonna with an overdose of Cher tossed in for good measure.
This has to be a cruel trick of fate. I’ve never been interested in a woman since my fateful prom night and now I eat, breathe and sleep this woman. I can’t get her out of my mind.
When she walked in the door today, my first instinct was to run to the bathroom to hide. That didn’t happen. I was waylaid by the teller manager on the way (find out what this is called) to relieve one of the ladies who needed to take her daughter to the doctor. I quickly took care of my business, washed my hands till they were pink from the hot water( is this necessary or should I leave it out.) and ducked into the lounge to grab an extra bottle of sanitizer from my locker. I didn’t want to take a chance on that booth being out. Besides I prefer my own brand with a moisturizer in it, not the generic stuff the bank has.
I look longingly at my office across the floor wishing I was in there hiding under my desk. Her beautiful face lights up with the most radiant smile as our eyes meet. She speaks to everyone she passes as she looks the lines over(do I need something else here something like she is sizing up the situation), stopping to hug, shake hands or even kiss a few on the cheek. She greets everyone by name, asking about their family. I think she knows everyone in town on a personal level.
My hands shake. I hoped she won’t choose my line. I probably won’t have to worry. She may have a favorite teller, most people do. Thankfully by the time she is done with her meet and greet my line has become longer than the others. My heart begins to somersault as I look up and see her standing at the end. Oh shit!(should I leave out?) What do I do? I’m trapped behind this counter with no choice but to face both my biggest fear and my fantasy all in one fell swoop.
“Hello, Ms.Ceely what can I do for you today.” (Do I need something here?)
“Oh Mr. Taylor I bet you could do lots for me.” She winks. The pretty woman actually winks at me. No denying she is flirting with me. Me. Plain, Mr. Invisible me. “Call me Gypsy Rose. I’d say Ms. Ceely is my mom but she might smack you for calling her that. You’d be safe calling Gram Ms. Ceely the first time you meet her. If she likes you she will tell you to call her Grams, if she doesn’t, it’s best to avoid her like the plague.” She shoots me a precocious smile. I’m doomed. I stand there frozen in place as she extends a hand to me. I feel like an idiot. I’ve wanted to touch her ever since I saw her, but she has touched every person in this room. I can feel my body trembling as I slowly reach out. I glance at the Hand sanitizer. She follows my gaze, reaches out, sanitizes her hands, re-extending it to me. Her hand is so small and soft. I actually like the feel of it.

I hope you are enjoying this story and will come back next week  to see what Gypsy Rose is up to.

If you missed meeting Gypsy Rose week 1 you can catch up here.  

If you Missed meeting Frank you can check him out here 

Want to read about a complication in the form of a sexy ex? Meet Ray Here.

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets, skate on over to visit V. L. Locey.

If you would like a taste of a paranormal fantasy check out Valkyries Curse by Ellie Mack. 

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