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No Time Like Mardi Gras
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No Time Like Mardi Gras
Harlequin, February 2014.

No Time Like Mardi Gras (United Kingdom)
United Kingdom
No Time Like Mardi Gras
Mills & Boon Modern Tempted, January 2014.

No Time Like Mardi Gras (Australia)
No Time Like Mardi Gras
Mills & Boon Sexy, February 2014.

Cinderella verzweifelt gesucht! ~ No Time Like Mardi Gras (Germany)
Cinderella verzweifelt gesucht!
CORA Julia, August 2014.

Flirten op het feest ~ No Time Like Mardi Gras (Netherlands)
Flirten op het feest
Harlequin Bouquet, January 2015.

Счастливые обстоятельства ~ No Time Like Mardi Gras (Russia)
Счастливые обстоятельства
Harlequin Kiss, February 2015.

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No Time Like Mardi Gras

“Vivid descriptions […] naturally flowing conversations and multifaceted characters will make readers root for the geek to get his girl.”

~ RT Bookreviews, 4 1/2 stars


A scandalous night—and no one will ever know!

Mardi Gras might be the best party in the world, but Jamie Vincent is spending it third-wheeling with her new roommate. So when gorgeous stranger Colin Raine offers to show her around how can she say no?

Soon Jamie’s seduced by the hedonistic carnival—and by her delicious tour guide! Technically she’s sworn off men, but for one night only they can go crazy and no one will ever know…

Until everyone in New Orleans finds out! Now Jamie’s secret is out, it looks as if what happened at Mardi Gras might not stay at Mardi Gras after all…


Meet Colin’s ex, Callie, in Aimee Carson’s Don’t Tell the Wedding Planner. 


Read an Excerpt

Colin couldn’t move. He could still feel the imprint of her hand on his chest, and the air felt thick and hard to breathe.

Whatever was going on in Jamie’s head was complicated and complex, and she was clearly fighting herself. It was small comfort, though, when his zipper was digging into him and his skin felt too tight.

It took a few minutes to get himself back under control, and when he went back outside and scanned the yard, Jamie was nowhere to be seen. But he did find Callie easily. “Where’s Jamie?”

“She left. She said she wasn’t feeling well.”

He could relate. He felt hot and flushed and his skin felt a size too small.

He hung around a little while longer, but the feeling wouldn’t abate. If anything, the edge grew only grew sharper, honed by frustration. After another twenty minutes, he made his exit, heading home to a cold shower and something stronger than beer.

Dropping his keys and phone on the table by the front door, Colin went straight for the kitchen and the bottle of Jack in the cupboard over the sink. Vetoing the need for a glass, he unscrewed the lid and took a drink. The whiskey was still burning its way down his throat when his doorbell rang.

Everyone he knew was still at Eric’s, so he ignored it, only for it to ring again and again a moment later. At least now he could unleash this bad mood on someone who deserved his ire, and he wrenched open the door to do exactly that.


He hadn’t thought he was drunk enough – yet — to hallucinate. She was backlit by the streetlight, her features shadowed, fingers nervously twisting around themselves. Her lips pressed together as she met his eyes, and Colin’s tongue felt too thick to say anything.

It seemed like an age passed before she spoke. “I looked you up and your address is listed. So I came by.” She paused and swallowed. “Can I come in?”

He had absolutely no idea what to say, so he nodded and stepped back, opening the door farther for her, and Jamie hesitated for a second before coming in. It was an awkward moment as Jamie closed the door and leaned slightly against it. He waited for her to speak, but when she didn’t, he held the bottle in her direction. “Want a drink?”

To his surprise, she nodded, turning the bottle up for a long swallow before grimacing and handing it back. His body felt like it was vibrating, wanting to feel her, but her silence was unnerving.

Then her hands were on him, wrapping around his neck and pulling his head down to hers as she rose up on tiptoes to meet his mouth.

Want hit him with the force of a hurricane, causing him to weave dangerously off-balance before righting himself by anchoring his body to hers. Jamie’s arms tightened, pulling her into even closer contact as her tongue slipped inside his mouth.

He groaned, wrapping his arms around her waist and deepening the kiss, feeding off her like he’d been starving for weeks.

Which, in a way, he had.

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