This is still my best-selling book, and I STILL have mixed feelings about it.
Now, although I could say much about Cherry Pie Cure–how I wrote it (it was insane)–how and why it was nominated for the IBA Next Generation Awards–how and where I was when i found out it won–what I did to celebrate (OMG, yum, yes, more, more, more… slowwwwwweeeerr… ys)–all you really need to know is that it’s delicious and Susan is doing very well thank you.
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“Soo-zaahn,” he said. “Soo-zahn,” he said it again, and I felt the bones in my toes dissolve. “I am so grateful for this gift, and so touched by your thoughtfulness. Soo-zaaaahn,” he said my name again, and I thought if he said it again I would die. “Soo-zaaaahn,” he said—and I lived, “Soo-zaahn, if I weren’t one hundred per cent sure that it was forbidden in the employee handbook, I would now cover you with kisses from the top of your head to the tips of the nails of your toes, and then back again. And back again. As it is, it is taking all of my willpower to not kiss the inside of your palm. Your elbows. To not drag my forehead along your nose and down your beautiful body and rest it in gratitude on your feet. And then… well, the next part, I will only think.”
I think “panted” is the only word for what I did.
“Um,” I said. “You’re welcome.”
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When Susan discovers her husband of twenty-two years is cheating on her, she is sure her life is over. And she thinks her friend Marcella’s advice that she work through her feelings in a blog is stupid. She just wants to sit on the couch in her ex’s old bathrobe, feel sorry for herself, and chain-smoke. But with the help of Marcella, a growing tribe of “strange Internet friends,” couriered packages of sex toys, and the most delectable cherry pie in the world, Susan gets off the couch and into the arms of a gorgeous (“OMFG how old is he?”) new lover who is even more delicious than that cherry pie. Will her kids let her have this new life? Will her ex? And will Susan dare step into the passionate unknown… or will she retreat to the safety of her old life?
Enjoy. Oh, yes. En… joy.
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