DEFINITIONS in NYC

I recently took a trip to NYC with my sisters and, in typical narcissist fashion, used my time in the big apple as an opportunity to romance my novel. If I wasn’t already head-over-heels for Reggie, Snake, and their beautiful cover (designed by the talented Jim Tierney), this trip certainly made me fall into what Reggie calls, “the stupid, non-existent ideal of love.”

 

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