JUST ONE SPARK: A picture is worth...

Had Mason been teasing her about snooping, or did he really want her to? Hannah ran her fingers across the mismatched photo albums. If a picture was worth a thousand words… 

It would certainly serve him right. She hadn’t looked through his things at all in the week she’d been staying here. And tomorrow she’d agreed to meet his parents. She’d look through the pictures to make sure nothing surprised her. Look out for a two-headed aunt or something. Maybe see if she could find out where he got those eyes.

She curled up on the couch with an album of travel photos. He’d been almost everywhere. And from the looks of it, with quite a few women. It didn’t surprise her, but it stung. One day she’d wind up as nothing more than a snapshot tucked into an album. Fire training dominated another album. He’d told her he’d fought forest fires during the summers in college, but the pictures made it all too real. She slammed the album shut halfway through. She’d have to finish that one day when he wasn’t at work. 

An eight-by-ten of a beautiful brown-eyed baby girl stared out from the front page of the final album. Hannah smiled, immediately recognizing Ryan’s nose. This must be Rianna. Sure enough, the following pages were a testament to the McNally family devotion to the next generation. Anyone holding Rianna in the snapshots was smiling. There was one of Derek holding her at arm’s length because she was covered in spaghetti. One of Ryan with his face and her hands covered in finger paint. Mike having a tea party wearing a tiara, and one of an older woman who must be their mother brushing Rianna’s long blonde hair. A child would be so blessed to be part of this family. 

Her breath caught in her throat when she turned the page. A picture of Mason asleep in a recliner with a napping Rianna curled up on his chest. He’d be a wonderful father. She squeezed her eyes shut at the notion, hot tears prickling her eyelids. She just had baby on the brain because of turning thirty next week. That’s all.

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For Kicks

Once the job is done, is their relationship more than just for kicks

Breeze Cohen knows there’s something missing from her life, but her career doesn’t leave time for anything but retail business strategy. She has to prove herself by making sure the product launch for her company’s cornerstone client, Nitrous, is a success. No way is she is she about to let live-for-the-moment Logan Chandler tarnish her professional reputation. Even if the former athlete is now Nitrous’s poster boy and makes her heart pound like she’s run a marathon.

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After surviving a near-fatal accident, Logan doesn’t want to waste a minute of life. It’s meant to be lived, ravished, enjoyed—and there’s no one he’d like to ravish more than Breeze. There’s a fiery desire beneath her icy facade. He can feel it every time they touch.

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Logan’s ready to take her for a run on the wild side—but he’ll have to catch her.

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REVIEWS

• "For Kicks is as decadent as a chocolate layer cake, as bubbly as a flute of champagne and as exhilarating as a roller-coaster ride. Bayley-Burke writes blood-pumping contemporary romance that will leave readers energized." 4 1/2 stars, Romantic Times
• Like a piece of sweet chocolate, For Kicks is a quick bite of delicious fun. - Library Journal
• Definitely a fairytale.  - Romance Reader at Heart
• The dialogue and writing are quick, short and snappy... It is a wonderful read. - Long & Short Reviews
• Jenna Bayley-Burke brings readers a hot and sensual romance full of the flavor of love – a little spicy, a little sweet, and very fulfilling. - Romance Divas
• Entertaining story filled with corporate intrigue, sensual temptations, and a slow seduction that will make your heart flutter." Sensual Read
• It's witty, sweet, and sexy.- Mama Knows Books
• I could not put this book down. Oh and did I mention the love scenes? Oh my...way to melt the panties." - Romance Book Craze
• A very entertaining read with an uber hot ex-athlete with an inventive use of chocolate.  - Night Owl Reviews
• The phone sex scene was one of the better ones I’ve read in a long time. - Cocktail Reviews
• "[Logan] pursued Breeze like "a Black Friday shopper" and it definitely added to the humor of this story, as did Breeze's attempts to always turn the tables on Logan. I will definitely be recommending For Kicks to all of my friends." -- Guilty Pleasures, 4 stars

Lust In Translation

Love is the universal language

Jaime Cruz has a to-do list a mile long. She needs to get back to her hometown, find a new teaching position and a place to live, and ensure all the preparations for her sister’s big wedding go off perfectly. Good thing she’s organized and has a strict itinerary. But when her ride across country insists she have fun along the way, her plans and schedule go out the window…literarily and figuratively.

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Workaholic Xavier Moreau is taking an uncharacteristic vacation to drive across America to see all the places his mother loved. He didn’t expect to have the world’s biggest backseat driver riding shotgun, but he can’t really refuse to take his best friend’s future sister-in-law with him when the wedding they’re both in is a shared destination. Pushing Jaime’s buttons is more fun than Xavier’s had in a long time, but getting the luscious control freak to let go soon has him questioning his own future.

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It's not often that I come across a book that makes me laugh, cry, and cheer. Run, don't walk, to your nearest bookstore or computer and buy your copy! Get ready for a wonderful ride... I mean read!!!

An unforgettable ride full of sizzling hot, clashing sparks!!! - Best Book, Long and Short Reviews – LAS Romance Reviews

Attraction sparks between these opposites, but it is going take a whole lot more for them to find their way to happily ever after.  Bayley-Burke's newest is a crazy and sexy ride from Washington DC to Oregon. Readers will eagerly turn the pages as they wait to see what happens next. From haunted B&Bs and whore-houses to a petting zoo, her main characters are on the road - and the romance - of a lifetime. -  Romantic Times Book Reviews, 4 stars

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The sexual attraction between the main characters is sizzling. - Love Romances and More

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You seriously must read this book! It is that damn good. Who the hell doesn’t like a hero who speaks French even when he’s having a sexy dream and is talking in his sleep? Who can’t appreciate a heroine who can talk dirty in something like seven different languages? These are people I want to know and be friends with in real life. People you know are going to make you smile and laugh until your sides ache. People who will go hiking with you or wait until you get that perfect picture.  – Guilty Pleasures, Slick

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The book is light, fun. I love road trips with unusual stops and they go to a "sex-museum".... enough said!! – Books Are My Best Friend Forever

Sweet and angsty and funny! What a pleasure to read.  – My Book Addiction

Jenna Bayley-Burke roadtrips with romance in this fun yet emotional contemporary." - Night Owl Reviews

I loved every second of this book. I loved Jamie and Xavier! I loved their banter and stops along the way! This was a fantastic read for me! – Short and Sassy

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This book was super fun and I highly recommend it to anyone looking for a light hearted read. This is the perfect book to end the summer! – Fern’s Book Blog

What do you get when you cross an uptight woman who wants to get from point A to point B in the shortest possible line in the fastest time legally allowed with a laid-back man who controls the wheels and wants to park them at every tourist dive following the craziest route imaginable? Motive for murder? You get a light-hearted romance to refresh your library between the other romances you enjoy. – Charlene, Goodreads

A Little Lust In Translation

LUST IN TRANSLATION

by Jenna Bayley-Burke

"Cross a meandering playboy with a studious control freak driving cross country and you have a plot that is fresh, fun, and blatantly sexy!" 5 stars, Slick Reads at Guilty Pleasures 

**Blog Exclusive Excerpt**

The sky darkened and the storm that had been threatening for the past few hours loomed in the distance. Xavier must have sensed it too. He’d raised the roof of the convertible, closing them in the small space with no distractions from the conversation they needed to have. But even with over an hour of driving behind them, she still hadn’t figured out how to talk him into getting her to Oregon as fast as possible.

She turned in her seat and pulled out her travel folder, then placed it on her lap. Inside were the maps of three different routes they could take, with hotel stops marked along the way. She’d taken the drive so many times she barely needed them anymore, but it was always best to be prepared.

“What do you have there?” Xavier’s deep voice slid over her like molten chocolate over a truffle.

Truffles. Like the white chocolate version Allison had ordered for the wedding. Jaime blinked and steered her mind back to business.

“Driving directions. Since we got a late start and it looks like a storm up ahead, I think we should stop in Pittsburgh for the night. If the weather holds we might be able to make it to Ohio.”

His hands tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. “How long were you thinking it would take us to get across the country?”

“Less than three days if we drive in shifts and get lucky with the weather. I don’t mind driving in the dark as long as it’s clear, but when it storms I’d rather be inside.”

“I don’t think we should get too caught up in the details, J’aime. It’s far too restricting.”

“It’s much more efficient this way.”

The muscles in his neck flexed as he swallowed. “I think we should stop sooner rather than later. That way we can get a few things straight before we head out tomorrow.”

Her eyebrows shot up. “Such as?”

“I’m not driving three thousand miles to get somewhere; I actually want to see the country. I won’t be driving at night, or in a hurry. I want to enjoy the trip. You should too.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but wasn’t sure which argument to make. It wasn’t that she was against enjoying the trip. It just didn’t serve the purpose of getting to Oregon. 

She had to get there soon so she could start networking her way into a teaching position and find an apartment. She’d been on her own far too long to live at home for more than a couple weeks.

“This is an adventure. When was the last time you did something exciting? Something just to enjoy it?”

She couldn’t come up with a single instance, but would die before admitting it. “My life has plenty of excitement.”

He smirked. “Tell me about it.”

Clearing her throat, she offered up the graduation party she’d chaperoned, carefully omitting the fistfight that had broken out in the parking lot.

“That’s work. Do you ever enjoy yourself away from the kids?”

Again she felt like a fish, her mouth gaping open. “I run and I taught rock-climbing classes.” He looked thoroughly unconvinced she’d ever experienced elation. “Teaching is fun for me.”

“But what do you do for you, J’aime?”

Lightning flashed in the distance, illuminating angry clouds and a horizon blurred by driving rain. Electricity crackled in the atmosphere, the current flowing through the dense, humid air. She spied a road sign as they barreled down the freeway. Ten miles to Bedford. She checked her notes to see if they could stop there.

“What are you doing?” His voice held a mocking quality she didn’t appreciate.

“Looking to see if there is a Holiday Motel in Bedford. The weather looks pretty nasty up ahead.” The thunderous skies above them loomed ominously, waiting to release their fury.

“We’re not staying in a motel.”

“I have a preferred-customer account there. For every ten nights I stay, I get a night free.” Jaime rifled through the papers, looking for the list of participating motels along their route. “There isn’t a Holiday Motel in Bedford, so we’ll have to keep going. The closest one is in Mt. Pleasant, but that is barely an hour from Pittsburgh, so we might as well go all the way.”

“J’aime, can I see that folder?” He held out his large hand, never taking his attention from the road.

“While you’re driving?” To emphasize her point, large raindrops began to splatter on the windshield.

“I want a better look at that map on the top of the page.”

Reluctantly, she slipped the folder into his hand. He set it on his lap and pressed a button to lower the window. Before she could decide what he was up to, he’d slid her folder out the cracked window.

“Hey!” she yelled, the seatbelt cutting into her shoulder as she turned to watch the pages fluttering behind them. “That was mine. And littering is a huge fine, I’ll have you know.”

“Do you feel better?” A drum roll of thunder underscored his words.

“Better? I’m in a car with a crazy man who just dumped our itinerary in the middle of the road.”

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A Little For Kicks

For Kicks


by Jenna Bayley-Burke


"For Kicks is as decadent as a chocolate layer cake, as bubbly as a flute of champagne and as exhilarating as a roller-coaster ride. Bayley-Burke writes blood-pumping contemporary romance that will leave readers energized." 4 1/2 stars, Romantic Times


*Blog Exclusive Excerpt*


Breeze opened the door slightly and stood in the gap. “You know it’s after midnight?”

“I was waiting for them to leave. I don’t think the guy on the phone bought my cover. They’re together, right?”

“Who?” she stalled, wanting to know just what Logan was after before she let him into her home.

“The big one is your assistant. I recognize him from the walk through.” He cocked his head to the side, his brown eyes twinkling. “Let me in, Breeze. We need to talk.”

“Maybe when I get back. It’s really not appropriate.”

“Why not?” He braced a hand on her doorframe and leaned closer.

“It’s unprofessional for us to see each other personally when we work together.”

“We don’t work together.” He shook his head.

“We spent the whole day at work together,” she reminded him. “And what’s in your hand? More work?”

“But it’s not like you work for me.”

“You’re splitting hairs. It doesn’t matter anyway. I’ll be gone for almost a month. And when I get back I’ll have a lot of catching up to do.” She ran a hand through the mass of curls, wishing she’d looked in a mirror after removing the clip. “And then I’ll be running into the holiday season. It’s not fair to ask you to wait.”

“I’m not planning on waiting.” He pushed her door open with his hand but stayed on the landing.

“You’re not coming in. I’m not someone you can call at midnight and think coming over means…that we’re going to…” She waved her hand through the air, trying to make her point and push away the erotic scenes unfolding in her mind.

“To what, Breeze? What is it you think I want to do?” He stepped closer, his toes on the edge of her welcome mat. He probably expected her to step away, but she held her ground and his gaze.

“I don’t care.” She lifted her stubborn chin.

He dropped his voice to a deep whisper. “Oh, but you do. You want to know if what I had in mind matches up with what’s running through your thoughts right now.”

Her skin flushed a telltale pink, letting Logan know he was right. He knew he had one shot to get her to open her mind to the possibility of them together before she disappeared for a month. He needed her to agree to let him call and visit and make sure she took some downtime. Though his brief glimpse at the schedule Mendelssohn’s had faxed him showed little room for fun.

“You want me to go?”

She closed her eyes and nodded slowly. He reached for her hand and pulled it to him while she stayed still as a statue. He raised her wrist to his lips and felt the pulse point thrum.

“You don’t want me to leave yet.”

Her eyes fluttered open, the icy color melting into a blue like the center of a flame. His temperature rose at the sight, heating his blood to simmering.

“Let me in, Breeze.” He clutched the stack of promotional photos tighter in his hand and considered throwing them to the ground.

She stepped aside, each breath deep and labored. He stepped into the room and she backed against the door and then closed it. The only light in the room came from the glow of a large fish tank that was filled with greenery and gurgled softly.

She watched him intently, eyeing the photos as he set them on her suitcase. “I thought I might need a cover. You don’t really need them.” He stepped to her and she pressed herself tighter against the door. He lifted a hand to her cheek and slid his fingers along the smooth skin.

Her eyes opened wider, showing so much emotion he couldn’t guess what it all meant. Stunned, mesmerized, frightened. Wanting to calm her, he didn’t move closer, but instead indulged his curiosity and slid his fingers into her thick curls.

There wasn’t a tangle in the silken strands, just tight, smooth ringlets. Her hair intrigued him. It was so beautiful, yet she kept it twisted and hidden most of the day. The smooth glide of his fingers held an erotic effect he hadn’t counted on, but then so did most things about her.

“Logan?” she whispered, peering up at him.

“No one will know, not unless you want them to.”

“I can’t risk it. I’m so close to getting everything I’ve ever wanted.”

“Me too.” Fisting his hand in her hair, he tipped her face to him, looking in her eyes so there would be no mistaking just what he meant. And then he lowered his lips to hers and showed her.

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