Well, hello there, strangers! I'm blushing now because it's been soooo long since I've posted. Single motherhood + running your own business = a crazy Katie! 

But I'm here today to tell you about my latest book, Running Mate. It's a romantic comedy with a political spin. I know it seems crazy with all the divisiveness going on in our politics that I would write and release a presidential campaign themed book, but rest easy that there is not one mention of the word Republicans, Democrats, or Independents. It's just a fun, sexy, laugh-out-loud type of read. 



Here are the buy links!

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XD1663T
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XD1663T
Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B06XD1663T
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B06XD1663T
Amazon FR: https://www.amazon.fr/dp/B06XD1663T
Kobo, Scribid, & Foundry https://www.books2read.com/u/3yPORe

Apple and Barnes and Noble are coming soon!!



So what's the book about? Well, here's the blurb!

Barrett

The name’s Barrett Callahan. Yeah, that Barrett Callahan—the one the press dubbed “Bare” after those naked sexting pictures surfaced. At twenty-five, I was armed with an MBA from Harvard, an executive position at my father’s Fortune 500 company, a penthouse, and a different piece of delectable eye candy in my bed every weekend. I had a life most men dreamed of. But then my father decided to run for president, and my playboy lifestyle became a liability to his campaign that was built on family values. My “makeover” comes in the form of a fake fiancée who I don't even get to choose--one who is an uptight, choirgirl acting priss but also sexy-as-hell. 

Addison

My latest relationship had gone down in flames, and I was drowning in a sea of student loans when in true Godfather status, James Callahan made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Seven figures for seven months on the campaign trail pretending to be the adoring fiancée of his son, Barrett. As soon as he won the election, our engagement would be dissolved amicably for the press, I was free to ride off into the sunset a million dollars richer, and because of the NDA, no one would be the wiser. Sure, I’d never met the guy, but I’d been a theater nerd in high school. I could pull off any role from Lady Macbeth to Maria Von Trapp. But that was before I met my fake fiancé—the infuriating, self-absorbed, egotistical, drop-dead-sexy King of the Manwhores.

The race will be a fight to the death finish, and that’s not even the actual campaign.






Wanna read the first two chapters? Check them out over at Wattpad!