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AVA CATORI
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A fun, romantic comedy that will have you laughing out loud.
Becky Holgate's lost her focus. It’s complicated...she didn’t mean to fall in love with another woman’s guy. How could she be a matchmaker for other people if all she could think about was her own heart? Determined to ignore her growing infatuation, she set her sights on building her career. Only Reed Amwell was making it hard to concentrate; every encounter left her breathless.
Reed didn’t mean to fall for the curvy girl, but she was carefree, silly, and fresh. Her soft curves and playful heart had him questioning his current relationship. Could he be with the wrong girl? He needed to figure it out fast, because his wedding day was getting closer by the minute.
With a laugh-out-loud best friend, an insane cat, and a business to run, Becky Holgate didn’t have time for guys like Reed Amwell...until time was running out.
No cliffhangers. This is a standalone read, even being book 1 in the series. Each story is complete.
Book 1 is Becky's story.
Book 2 is Sam's story.
Book 3 is Winnie's story.
Chapter 1 - Excerpt:
“Zaftig, what is that?” Becky crinkled her nose. “It sounds like some free-floating made
“You could always go with chubby, chunky, or plump,” Sam added.
“Just not fat, okay, because that one makes me cringe!”
“Ooh, ooh, I’ve got it, what about burly or the always flattering bovine!”
There was no stopping it, the dam burst as the uncontrolled laughter started. As soon as it faded, it started all over again, and through tear stained eyes Sam shrieked, “Bovine!”
Becky gasped.
“Stop, stop, my sides hurt! Can you imagine? Oh my god, oh my god, I can’t breathe.” Trying to catch her breath, she added, “If I go with bovine, I could use a cow for the logo. Bovine Beauties, it makes you want to rush right out and sign up for a date.”
After the giggles died down, they tossed around more ideas. Becky was stuck on a business name. She had an idea of what she wanted but still, couldn’t put her finger on the right one that would represent her dating agency.
Samantha poured herself another glass of Zinfandel. “Seriously, there’s got to be something better out there. I guess the most comfortable phrase for me is plus size, but when you start to say words like large or big I panic, sucking in my gut, you know?”
Becky sighed. “Yeah, I guess plus isn’t totally insulting. What about lush? It has a nice essence to it.”
“Plus, lush, I guess one of those might work.”
“Plus, plush, lush, that’s it!” Becky’s eyes went wide. “I think that’s it, what about plush?”
Samantha ran it over her tongue, “Plush. I kind of like it.”
“Right?” Becky said.
Sam smiled and held her glass up to Becky in a toast. “I think we have a winner!”
“Do you think it’ll work?”
“Why not, it’s got a nice ring to it. What was the other part you were thinking of again?”
“Daisies. Is that too cheesy? Plush Daisies.” She hesitated, waiting for her friend’s judgment.
“Eh, I’m a dog groomer, what do I know? But Plush Daisies sounds kind of cute.” Sam sat with the name, and then finally offered Becky a big thumb’s up. “I think that might be it!”
“Oh please, you’re a genius with names, Ms. Scrub-a-Dub-Doggies. Yeah, I kind of like it, Plush Daisies. It’s a little different, it’s cute, and combines plus and lush. It has a voluptuous feel. I think that’s it.” Becky clapped her hands. “Finally! I feel like I’ve been struggling with the name forever.”
One bottle of wine, two satisfied women, and Becky Holgate’s business plan was coming together.
Website: www.AvaCatori.com
Amazon profile page: https://www.amazon.com/Ava-Catori/e/B00A77ONS6
The Big, Not-So-Small… https://www.amazon.com/Not-So-Small-Curvy-Dating-Agency-Daisies-ebook/dp/B00CMXCWW2
This wasn't good. Nick wasn't the kind of guy I
wanted to be trapped in a car with. Insufferable, he pushed every button I had
- and not in a good way. All signs pointed to disaster.
When Nick's lips brushed against mine, it threw me
for a loop. This wasn’t supposed to happen! He was everything I avoided. His
bad boy attitude and reputation left me cold.
Forced to admit growing feelings, I lied to myself. It was easier. If I
gave in, my life would never be the same.
This wasn't good. Nick wasn't the kind of guy I
wanted to be trapped in a car with. Insufferable, he pushed every button I had
- and not in a good way. All signs pointed to disaster.
When Nick's lips brushed against mine, it threw me
for a loop. This wasn’t supposed to happen! He was everything I avoided. His
bad boy attitude and reputation left me cold.
Forced to admit growing feelings, I lied to myself. It was easier. If I
gave in, my life would never be the same.
Elegant and graceful have never been words to describe me. Thankfully, being blessed with a good sense of humor, I manage!
Living in the northeast, I hibernate through the winter and bloom in the spring. I spend my time between writing and convincing my husband that a warmer climate is in our future.
At 50, with wide hips that refuse to go away, and more gray hair showing up than is willing to be colored, I’ve accepted that this is as good as it gets.
Writing is second-nature for me, it’s something I love to do.
I’m the mother of two grown boys, and happily married to a patient man who graciously laughs at my silly jokes, even though my kids tell me I’m not funny. They are apparently wrong. 😉
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