So…we’re changing the title on WRECK THIS LIFE to just WRECKED. The publishers think it works better and that’s fine.

This is my first full length contemporary with Berkley.  It’s actually one of my very few contemporaries…no suspense, no paranormal.  Just flat out contemporary.

I have the blurb!

In the nineties, Abigale Applegate and Zach Barnes were the most beloved sitcom child stars in the world. Then they grew up and left Hollywood behind…

Whatever happened to Abigale Applegate?

She’s been wondering the same thing.

With her Hollywood dreams long gone, Abigale now has a nice, neat, uncomplicated life—until the day her perfect fiancé needs to talk. Dumped, a little more than shattered, and totally confused, Abigale turns to Zach, her best friend since forever, to help her pick up the pieces. He does it with a gift—a copy of Wreck This Journal. She can vent her frustrations, and sketch out a new plan. Zach just hopes he’s part of it. Because he’s been in love with Abigale his entire life.

 When the journal falls into Zach’s hands, he discovers Abigale wants a new man. And fast. Nothing more than a hot distraction. Zach has a strategy, too. He’s going to be that man. It’s his last chance. Abigale might be out to shake up her life, but Zach’s out to reinvent it. Now, all he has to do is convince Abigale that life can go as planned.

 

Snippet!

Feeling the weight of her gaze, he lifted his lashes, not looking directly at her.  Not yet.

But Abby wasn’t looking at his face.

She was eying his arms.  Catching her lower lip between her teeth, she tugged on the soft curve and he almost went to his knees at the sight.  A second later, she glanced away, but then she looked back.

The thunder that had been crashing inside his head grew louder and louder.

Have a torrid affair–

Damn it, if she was dead set on that idea, she could have an affair with him, he decided.

Even as the idea slammed into him, he tried to brush it aside.  He’d kept what he felt wrapped up and buried deep for years.  Spilling it now?

Just wondering if you’re ever going to do anything about it.

…it’s complicated…

Hell.  He was lecturing Abby about living life and letting go, and here he was, afraid to grab on.

The woman he wanted like he wanted his next breath was standing right there and he was afraid to even make a fucking move.

She turned away as he stood there, still wrestling with the very thought of it, need burning in him and twisting him into tight, hungry knots.  Damn it.  Damn it.  He needed to do this–

“It will take about an hour or so,” Abby said.

I’m thinking longer–

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