![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrHSy-foY8AEldnof3IeYJDAIYzaK09A5tCRsJHpVfFD6pDUFvGYy0g7rHtxEJmxLRnBCfoLW10qB9HUS_AH0l14OF2TIvlz0e_v0ISIkoFZ807e0sUagKCZ-W9DyOC4Zx1aEYuuGi0jNtkbg1H8yg3UiiAo6UynDOF8eEBIxVl461i-If_Zl7sT8/w400-h152/Happy%20Go%20Lucky_Release%20Banner.jpg)
Willa
When my creepy boss at work won’t take no for an answer, I do what I must. I make up a boyfriend.
It should’ve ended there, right?
Nope.
When that same creepy boss, presses me for proof at a company outing––a professional baseball game––I point to someone off in the distance. A guy with his back to me and exclaim, “That’s him! That’s my boyfriend.”
When I have no choice but to wrap myself around him, I cross fingers and toes that he’ll play along.
Hudson
I’m a bit startled when a pretty girl with all the curves wraps her arms around me and promises me twenty bucks to play along.
The second I saw the weird dude following close behind her, I knew this wasn’t a game––that there was more to her ask than just a bit of fun.
So, I did what any single man in this situation would do. I pulled her close and played along.
Of course I played along.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRsBNOKOUMRg48m3GiI57D2m_FxVX6z5WGPK-AlGXJvbX9i12QhfdPFDPgUeBRLsTYejcjOQL1er5CweRnY0H5PvO_dk1bvBZ8YRMCWzO1wo7y95OLHfFrdiJxMaacKalG7ZW9JEgZvSlG90uVJLM0M1M1kThKAreOPlq7fy4olwKOJjyA0MTpqqrB/w206-h320/HGL_frontcover_RGB%20(1).jpg)
Check it out on Goodreads!
Buy your copy from Amazon
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfzWxaj-lglApasQvzZbh7a5kF-Flo01YeEON7YVCrpgBipr80C_Vytvi5WZUd8ER4fV61RnIwTaLPodqLqXPAZDHQZZVLT0I8lv4AjrKy4QrBfxWaFBIU91gmnD2XbHVnck4PQbrA45J6PDg_WQLse4LAidO6Oyr6Slc1WfFbrKk-epP7NaEP5p0/w400-h400/Happy%20Promo%202.png)
Kayt grew up in the midwest surrounded by a loving family, which included three brothers, one sister, and parents who always fostered her creative side.
She wrote her first book when she couldn’t find a story about a certain type of a woman and a specific kind of man. She called it “Game Changer,” and in couldn’t have been a more appropriate title. It changed her life in many ways.
Her author goal is to write stories that romance readers can relate to, while making readers laugh and sometime shed a tear or two. Kayt hopes her readers can escape into a fantasy, one that’s actually possible.
Sure, some of the stories are dubbed “insta-love,” but that’s okay. She fell in love with her husband pretty damn fast and with her daughter the second she saw her.
No comments:
Post a Comment