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About the author:
Kitty Barstow is a lover of books, rescue dogs, and vanilla ice cream…but that’s the only vanilla thing about her. She writes sexy stories by day and works as bartender extraordinaire at nights. Many of her stories are inspired by the hijinx at the bars she’s worked. From steamy to panty-melting, she’s got stories for everyone with plenty of gorgeous AF heroes and sassy heroines!
What inspired you to write your book?
I love Halloween and quirky romances centered around Halloween are hard to find.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Landing an executive assistant position at the law office of Milcot & Bond LLP in downtown Rockville had been a dream come true. I still couldn’t believe my luck. The office layout was modern and hip … well, as hip as a law firm could be, and the lawyers were so fucking hot. Or at least one of my bosses was gorgeous. Parker Mills.
His wide shoulders tapered down to a trim waist, and his ass was absolute perfection in a pair of grey dress pants. I stood at the doorway to his office, taking notes while he packed for a last minute trip to Chicago.
“Can you arrange for a car to pick me up at O’Hare, Amber?” he asked. “And find me a hotel downtown. Preferably the ‘W.’”
“Of course.” My boss would mix well with that crowd. “One night or two?”
“Three. I fly back Thursday morning.”
“No, you can’t!” I blurted.
His whole body jerked in response and his lucky pen fell to the ground. He glanced over his shoulder, lifting an eyebrow. “Is there a problem?”
“Um…” My cheeks flushed with heat and I tried for a casual tone. “Our Halloween party is Wednesday night. Remember? We’re celebrating at Naughty Nights in a section of the V.I.P area. I rented your Zorro costume last week.”
And you promised me a dance.
“That’s right. Shit.” He scrubbed his hands through his sleek black hair, leaving it a sexy, tousled mess. “All the partners will be there. Two nights. I’ll change my dinner meeting to a lunch meeting and catch a flight out Wednesday. Leave my costume in my office.”
I grinned and wrote a quick reminder to myself in my notebook while he closed his briefcase.