With: Shana Gray
I don’t know about you all, but I can’t believe it’s March! The time has simply flown by, which also means the ending of my new series GIRLS WEEKEND AWAY is also rushing to finality. The final book in the four-book series comes out on April 7 –A MATCH MADE IN MONACO
Each book is set in a different location, and the titles tell you where the girls all go for their fun time away together. In the first book we go to Las Vegas, the second book is San Francisco and Napa Valley, the third book was Nashville, and this last book we go to exotic Monaco.
The idea for the series came to me about a year and a half ago after seeing an advertisement for the Niagara Fallsview Casino. I don’t live far from the Canadian side of Niagara Falls, and have been to Fallsview Casino numerous times. But this video advertisement hooked me and started me thinking about a book series.
Have you ever been away with a bunch of your girlfriends? I have a few times, not counting the romance writers and reader’s conferences I’ve been too which can be the most explosive fun! To give you a bit of an idea what this series is all about here’s the blurb:
The Girls Weekend Away series books are warm, funny and romantic novels where four best friends embark on the ultimate girls' getaway filled with hijinks and a sprinkling of romance.
You know what is super awesome? Jill Shalvis read What Happens in Vegas – which almost made me die btw AND she said this about the book!
'Full of fun, friendship and romance - a real escapist treat' Jill Shalvis on What Happens in Vegas
What Happens in Vegas
When the cop…. Meets the gambler…. The stakes have never been higher
Meet Me in San Francisco
The single mom…. And the Playboy millionaire…. Are about to get wild
The Nashville Bet
The romantic…. And the superstar singer…. Are about to get their country on
A Match Made in Monaco
When the cynic…. Meets the movie star…. Sparks are about to fly
And not to worry, you can read each of the books at any time and not feel that you’ve read them out of order. They are a standalone’s.
One of the scenes in Meet Me in San Francisco was based on an experience that I had when I visited the city with my mom way back in 1998. It was during a cable car ride that things went a little awry for my mom. Thankfully nothing bad happened, other than frightening the life out me. So I incorporated that into the story line. It was easy to weave reality into these books, especially the first two since I’ve been to both of those places. I’d love to go to Nashville and Monaco is on my trip list. For Monaco, that chateau that the girls go to is modeled after the chateau in the south of France I stayed at a couple of years ago. It was a writer retreat and a we turned it into a girls WEEK away! It was a blast.
This is the pool we had in our own villa and the pool I envisioned in A Match Made in Monaco
Excerpt – The Nashville Bet
It was a sea of cowboy hats, western shirts, jean covered asses, and, right in front of him, was a woman with the most sparkly boots he’d ever seen. She was stumbling all over herself, trying to keep up with the music, and he smiled. This must be her first time line dancing.
Chase put his hands on his hips and swung into the steps like he’d been born to do. Which he supposed he had. But he couldn’t drag his gaze away from the woman in front of him.
He watched her ass swing in the saucy dress she had on. The skirt, ending mid-thigh, swished as she moved. Her long legs disappeared into the boots. For the first time in a long time, he felt himself grow aroused.
The next steps had them turning around and he hesitated, hoping to catch a glimpse of Sparkle Boots as she twirled around, but Daisy yanked hard.
“Hey, what the—” He grumbled at her.
“Concentrate, Chase. Come on.” Daisy gave him a fierce glare.
But it was like he could feel the woman behind him and once facing back in the other direction, he couldn’t pull his gaze away from her. He was amused at how badly she danced. She was with a bunch of friends and they were all laughing. Even her. It was obvious her friends knew what they were doing and were helping her learn the steps. He couldn’t help giving a low chuckle as she nearly tripped over herself again.
He gave her credit, though, she was trying. This song ended and he was about to make an escape back to the bar.
“Oh, no you don’t, mister.” Daisy grabbed his hand and held him in place. “We got a few more sets to do.”
Chase gave her an exaggerated groan. “Seriously? You said one dance.”
“I lied.” She batted her eyelashes as she squeezed his hand. “Oh, ‘Friends in Low Places.’ Don’t you just love Garth. And, if I didn’t know better, I’d say this was your song.” Daisy poked him playfully in the chest with her pointy nail.
“Oww, watch those claws.” Chase took her fingertips, lifted her hand high, and twirled her. “Plus, I could easily take offense to you comparing me to the song. I’ve had my share of knowing high society girls, and they’re not my cup of tea. Give me a girl who can strip down a tractor, or go fishing and not squirm taking her catch off the hook.”
“Music to my ears, my man,” Daisy told him.
The next dance step called for a reverse and shuffle backwards. He was moving without having to think about it. His mind sorta wandered and the next thing he knew, he smacked into somebody. It was like a freight train had hit him. Chase heard a clatter and feminine squeals from behind, then some raised voices. He spun around, but hadn’t let go of Daisy’s hand quickly enough so he basically flung her onto the pile of women on the floor in front of him.
Had he mowed them all down? Good lord. Chase leapt forward to try and help.
“What the hell, Chase!” Daisy reached up and grabbed his hand. He hauled her off the pile. “What was that? You know how to dance.” She stared up at him, hands on her hips.
“I was doing the steps. They must have lost their feet.” He turned and looked at the ladies on the floor, they were killing themselves laughing. Clearly they were drunk and having the time of their lives.
He leaned over and picked them all up, one by one, setting them on their feet until he saw the last woman at the bottom. Sparkle Boots. She laid on the scuffed hardwood floor, with thick auburn hair covering her face, her skirt hiked up to her hips, allowing him a delicious peek of a pair of hot pink panties, and he couldn’t drag his gaze from her legs. He was poleaxed.
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How about a little fun? I’d love to hear about the funniest thing that has happened to you when you’ve been away on a girls weekend, or out with friends. Please comment below! And remember, one lucky participant will win an ebook copy of WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS.
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What is really cool? I have two sets of covers for each book – for territory reasons.
UK / World Covers
US / Canada Covers – A Match Made in Monaco still to come