Valentine’s Day is Tonia’s least favorite holiday, though it’s a big piece of the family business, a dating Web site called MatchMagic—a business she tries desperately to avoid. Her love life has always been a disaster and so, even though she’s been lusting after James and Jeff, who run the bakery around the corner from her apartment, she’s avoided getting involved. Now, thanks to her great-aunt Dorothea and her real magic, Tonia can’t resist them any longer. She’s going to spend her Valentine’s Day showing James and Jeff just what one woman can do with two handsome men.
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For those of you that know me... and those that don't this is my little statement about short books.... I do not judge short stories on the rush of their relationships, because they are just that - short stories. So, yes the relationships always could have been drawn out more, yea it seems like they fall in love to fast and of course the story could have been made longer... but it is a short story. So with that said.... here is my review...
This really was a quick book coming in under 20 pages... But let me tell you it was quick and short and to the point but it gave me a great story! I am new reader of Ms. Josee Renard and I will be looking forward to the next book in this series.
We meet Tonia and Jeff and James... And Oh Boy what a combination these three make! I feel I must warn you though that Tonia is no ordinary woman... She has a little magic running in her family lines! So, she is a little extra special! Now, I have to say that one of my favorite things about this book is it takes place in a little coffee shop (actually above)! ;) I love coffee shops and to know that this kind of action could happen above one of my favorite places... Well... It is just adds that extra spice to my next trip... And who knows... My next cup of java just might be Enchanted!
When Jamieson receives an invitation to do some promotion for a dating site called MatchMagic, he says yes, but he’ll need a little help. Connie’s lost her job, so when one of the owners of MatchMagic ask if she’s interested in a job, she doesn’t hesitate.
But MatchMagic is more than just a website—it’s run by three real witches who are happy to test that magic on the two of them. Working with Jamieson isn’t easy, dreaming of licking him all over makes it impossible.
When Jamieson and Connie give in to the magic, their working day becomes combustible.
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An excerpt from the latest in my Enchanted series – Enchanted Spring
Connie twisted her hands in her lap. No service job was going to pay her enough to stay here, to pay her back taxes, to go back to the life she’d had just six weeks ago. She had to tell Dorothea the truth.
Holding out the letter with her notice and apology, she tried to hide the tears that welled up in her eyes.
Dorothea waved off the letter. “You’re not leaving,” she said, with a quick glance at Deborah, and Connie wondered yet again whether the women had a touch of the sight, because otherwise, how the hell did they know what Connie was going to say?
Half an hour later, Connie had a new job helping with some promotional work they were having done—at least they thought she did—and a reduction in her rent. And nothing she’d done or said could sway the two women.
But Jamieson Smith?
She’d been drooling over him since she’d moved onto Courtwood Street, even knowing she’d never have a chance with him. The women—the many, many women—he dated? They looked like runway models. Rich runway models.
But what choice did she have? If the sisters had their way, she was going to be working with him on a promotion campaign for MatchMagic and, from the martial look in Dorothea’s eyes, Jamieson Smith would have no choice about hiring her. Didn’t matter how tough he was, no one could deny the sisters.
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They had summoned him to another meeting. He hadn’t even had time to wrap his head around a campaign for a dating Web site—he, Jamieson Smith, the last man who knew anything about true love and romance—and yet here they were, demanding his presence already.
He laughed as he opened the door to MatchMagic. He could hardly wait to see what they had planned for him this afternoon. Just the thought of them, so much like his family, made him happy. Maybe not the work so much, but those three women? They were great.
What he hadn’t expected was to see the woman he watched walk by his home office every morning, the woman he’d lusted after for months. Oh, he knew he couldn’t have her—just that daily glimpse of her told him that she wasn’t his type. Too sweet, too short, too curvy. But there was something about her that tempted him, even though he was pretty sure she’d want a relationship. But he couldn’t stop staring, couldn’t keep from making certain that he was at his desk each morning at seven o’clock when she left for work.
He was obsessed by her… and that’s why he’d promised himself he’d never meet her in person.
The three witches—as he’d dubbed them to go along with the name of their Web site, and damn, that was a pretty good way into a spring promotion blitz—were waiting for him. This time, though, there were four women around the boardroom table, and his eyes—and his nose (she smelled like spring)—locked on the fourth one.
“Jamieson?” Delia’s voice jolted him out of his reverie.
He shook his head to clear the scent of Connie and focused on the witches. “Sorry, I had an idea for your promotion. Just let me jot it down.” He took out his notepad and wrote a few words down: Witch. Magic. Spring solstice.
When he looked up again, all four sets of eyes were on him. He felt his cheeks flush and couldn’t remember the last time that had happened. These women, especially that woman, were getting to him.
“Jamieson Smith, this is Connie Stanton. She’s going to be helping you with the promotion you’re doing for us. She’s spent years working as a technical writer and assistant. Add her services to your account.” Dorothea sounded as regal as a short, almost-seventy-year-old woman could sound.
He started to shake his head, but Deborah broke in before he could speak. “We have a feeling about this,” she said. “We want you and Connie to do this together.”
He frowned, and she said firmly, “Work it out.”Buy Link: http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/enchantedspring.htm
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Josee Renard writes women’s fiction, magic realism, paranormal and erotica. She writes short fiction, poetry and novels. Josee blames her good friend Anna Leigh Keaton for getting her into writing erotica – she loves Anna Leigh’s books and wanted to try one herself – now she can’t stop. She blames her mother and her two grandmothers for her reading and writing obsession – all of them were avid readers, and they passed the books and the obsession on to her.
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