The Books

BOOTSCOOTIN’ BLAHNIKS
Manhattan apparel designer Roxy Rae Vaughn has exchanged her stiletto-clad
clientele for the frequent shoppers of a Nashville, Tennessee tractor
supply store.
Tomato-growin’, bootscootin’ cowboy Zayne
McDonald has vowed to produce Nashville’s finest hybrid tomato
while teaching Music City tourists to bootscoot.
But
Roxy needs more than cash crop customers and the soft spot she’s
developed for Zayne. She must
accept that her best fit is on the dance floor moving to her own
bombshell stomp.
When she and Zayne are discovered
by a reality dance show producer, Roxy knows she’s found her
groove. That
is, if she can protect her future from Beefsteak Jack Baudlin, the
toughest tomato man in CMT country.

HELLO READERS,
Slip off your stilettos. But keep them close by. Then step into
my fictional world – where it’s all about sexy, sassy,
smart, career-driven women and the men who complete them.
My inaugural series kicks off with The Bootscootin’ Books.
It's romantic comedy w/a chick-lit, gone-country twist!
Book one, BOOTSCOOTIN’ BLAHNIKS, is a two-steppin’,
tantalizing good time mixing Fifth Avenue with Music City.
Roxy Rae Vaughn, a Manhattan apparel designer, who’s also
a closet country line dancing queen, has traded in her stiletto lifestyle
for a boutique in a Nashville, Tennessee tractor supply store. But
when she rear-ends a pick-up truck belonging to Zayne McDonald, a
tomato-growin’, bootscootin’ cowboy – who is anything
but the perfect fit for her career plan, although he is her ideal
date and dance partner – Roxy may need to redefine success
and dance to her own style.
Not the only one head-over-heels for a Music City man, check out
Roxy’s friend Jules’ story in book two, STOMPIN’ ON
STETSONS. And end on the perfect note with their friend Audrey’s
adventure in BUCKLE ME BABY, the third and final book in this series.
These characters have made me laugh, take many cold showers and
put more than a few new pairs of boots and stilettos into action!
I hope they entertain you, inspire you to go for your own personal
gusto, and remind you to make time for love.

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