Owning Rolling Thunder Motorcycles, Inc. and raising his twin sons was top priority in Dog’s life. That was until he met Jocelyn James, the sweet, loving, single mother of Gunnar, a young man who works for Dog.
Joci raised Gunnar alone all of his life after her cheating, dickhead of a boyfriend ran off with another woman. She finished school, started her own graphic design business and hung out with friends and family. The last thing on her mind was men! That is until she met Dog.
The chemistry is undeniable. The passion is incredible. The family bond is like no other.
The premise for this story came from, well, bikers. I had finished by first book, Second Chances. I was plotting out my next book when I had an epiphany. My husband and I are bikers and we were signed up for a charity ride. We were waiting around for the ride to start and I looked around at all the people. Every age, size, shape, income level, job title, you name it was there. You could see hundreds of Harley shirts and not see the same one twice. I looked at my husband and said, “I’m going to write about bikers.” He smiled broadly and said, “Now you’ve got it.” Within three months, Dog Days of Summer was written. It’s gone through many rounds of beta reading and has changed quite a bit since that first draft. But, it’s changed for the better.
Most of the stories within Dog Days are true. As I was on that charity ride I started really paying attention to the people around me. Most of them I have known for more than twenty years. I started thinking about their life stories and what I realized is these people are my characters. So, I changed their names and played with their stories a bit, but the characters in this book are based on real life characters. Everyone of them. Even LuAnn.
If you haven’t read Dog Days yet, LuAnn is the character everyone hates. Some of the reviews that have been written are questioning why I would write a character like LuAnn into this book. Basically, because in life, we all have to deal with a person like LuAnn. It isn’t fun, but those people are there. I personally know a LuAnn. She was difficult for me to write, because I don’t like her and she would make me so damn mad. But, she’s real.
Dog Days is the first book in a series and I intend to end the series with LuAnn’s book. Now, that one will be hard to write.
Most of the stories within Dog Days are true. As I was on that charity ride I started really paying attention to the people around me. Most of them I have known for more than twenty years. I started thinking about their life stories and what I realized is these people are my characters. So, I changed their names and played with their stories a bit, but the characters in this book are based on real life characters. Everyone of them. Even LuAnn.
If you haven’t read Dog Days yet, LuAnn is the character everyone hates. Some of the reviews that have been written are questioning why I would write a character like LuAnn into this book. Basically, because in life, we all have to deal with a person like LuAnn. It isn’t fun, but those people are there. I personally know a LuAnn. She was difficult for me to write, because I don’t like her and she would make me so damn mad. But, she’s real.
Dog Days is the first book in a series and I intend to end the series with LuAnn’s book. Now, that one will be hard to write.
“Are you seeing someone?” He held his breath. It was probably none of his business, but in all the times Gunnar had spoke of his mother, he never mentioned a boyfriend and Jeremiah knew his dad was out of the picture.
Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips as she looked at him with the most beautiful gray eyes he had ever seen. Framed by thick lashes, he had noticed her eyes the second she stepped through the door. When he stood in her space to shake her hand, her perfume filled his senses and caused his brain to short circuit for a few beats, which also caused his cock to thicken.
“Ah, no. No boyfriend. I… just can’t.” Joci took a step back and started to turn to leave his office.
“Call me if you have any questions, Joci. I’m excited to get this logo implemented. It’s something that’s been missing for a long time now.”
As she turned to walk out the door, Jeremiah took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She was breath taking. Tiny little body, beautiful smile framed by dimples, and she was smart. She had pegged his business needs within minutes of walking in the door of his shop. He wanted to get to know her better. He had never dreamed of finding a woman like her.
Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips as she looked at him with the most beautiful gray eyes he had ever seen. Framed by thick lashes, he had noticed her eyes the second she stepped through the door. When he stood in her space to shake her hand, her perfume filled his senses and caused his brain to short circuit for a few beats, which also caused his cock to thicken.
“Ah, no. No boyfriend. I… just can’t.” Joci took a step back and started to turn to leave his office.
“Call me if you have any questions, Joci. I’m excited to get this logo implemented. It’s something that’s been missing for a long time now.”
As she turned to walk out the door, Jeremiah took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She was breath taking. Tiny little body, beautiful smile framed by dimples, and she was smart. She had pegged his business needs within minutes of walking in the door of his shop. He wanted to get to know her better. He had never dreamed of finding a woman like her.
I was born in a suburb of St. Louis, Missouri named Bridgeton. During my time in Missouri, I explored the Ozarks, swam in the Mississippi River, and played kickball and endless games of hide and seek with the neighborhood kids. Spending summers in Kentucky with my grandmother, Ruth, are the fondest childhood memories for me.
At the age of thirteen, my family moved to Wisconsin to learn to farm. Yes, learn to farm! That was interesting. Taking city kids and throwing them on a farm with twenty-eight cows purchased from the humane society because they had been abused was interesting. I learned to milk cows, the ins and outs of breeding and feeding schedules, the never ending haying in the summer, and trying to stay warm in the winter. Our first winter in Wisconsin we had thirty-six inches of snow in one storm and were snowed in our house for three days! Needless to say, I wasn’t loving Wisconsin.
I am now married with four children and two grandchildren and a new one on the way this summer. I have learned to love Wisconsin, though I still hate snow. Wisconsin and the United States are beautiful, and my husband and I travel around by motorcycle seeing new sites and meeting new people. It never ceases to amaze me how many people are interested in where we are going and what we have seen along the way. At every gas station, restaurant, and hotel, we have people come up to us and ask us about what we are doing as well as offer advice on which roads in the area are better than others.
I come from a family of veterans. My grandfather, father, brother, two of my sons, and one daughter-in-law are all veterans. Needless to say, I am proud. Proud to be an American and proud of the service my amazing family has given.
At the age of thirteen, my family moved to Wisconsin to learn to farm. Yes, learn to farm! That was interesting. Taking city kids and throwing them on a farm with twenty-eight cows purchased from the humane society because they had been abused was interesting. I learned to milk cows, the ins and outs of breeding and feeding schedules, the never ending haying in the summer, and trying to stay warm in the winter. Our first winter in Wisconsin we had thirty-six inches of snow in one storm and were snowed in our house for three days! Needless to say, I wasn’t loving Wisconsin.
I am now married with four children and two grandchildren and a new one on the way this summer. I have learned to love Wisconsin, though I still hate snow. Wisconsin and the United States are beautiful, and my husband and I travel around by motorcycle seeing new sites and meeting new people. It never ceases to amaze me how many people are interested in where we are going and what we have seen along the way. At every gas station, restaurant, and hotel, we have people come up to us and ask us about what we are doing as well as offer advice on which roads in the area are better than others.
I come from a family of veterans. My grandfather, father, brother, two of my sons, and one daughter-in-law are all veterans. Needless to say, I am proud. Proud to be an American and proud of the service my amazing family has given.
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