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    Valentines on the Edge
    Valentines on the Edge
    Valentines on the Edge
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    Valentines on the Edge

    By Carol Maloney Scott

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    Spend Valentine’s Day, or any day, with characters from the Rom-Com on the Edge series! Enjoy three short stories narrated by Justin, Amanda and Zoe. As always, there are hot guys, cute dogs, and lots of laughs and misunderstandings.

    Justin’s State of Denial

    Justin is an original cast member from There Are No Men, Book 1 in the series. He made another appearance as a POV character in The Juggling Act, Book 3, where he whisked his handsome, charming self to Key West on a business trip with a colleague, and former love interest. Take another journey with Justin as he takes his new girlfriend, Marissa, to meet the family for a big Valentine’s Day weekend. What is he hiding up in the wealthy Philly suburbs? And who does Marissa resemble?

    Amanda’s White Lie

    Amanda was the receptionist at Bella Donna Press in There Are No Men, and was promoted to the CEO’s assistant in Book 2, Afraid of Her Shadow. Although she possesses the innocence and sweetness of a Disney princess, Amanda is keeping a big secret from her boyfriend, Marcus. Will their Valentine’s Day celebration move their relationship forward, or will she ruin it with deception? Or perhaps she will figure out how to get around the truth and keep her man?

    Zoe’s Secret Crush

    Zoe was introduced in The Juggling Act as the new female singer in Brandon’s band, Chain. Young, fairly new in town and full of energy, Zoe is sleeping with her boss at the tattoo shop, but secretly in love with someone else. The forbidden crush is eating away at her while she tries to decide – should she leave the band? Tell the truth? Make it go of it with Axl, her sexy boss? Or just leave town and head back to Chicago, where the cold might freeze her illicit thoughts?

    Valentines on the Edge is set in time between Book 3, The Juggling Act, and Book 4, Accidental Makeovers!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCarol Maloney Scott
    Release dateJul 26, 2016
    ISBN9781370027774
    Valentines on the Edge
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    Carol Maloney Scott

    Carol Maloney Scott, author of the Rom-Com on the Edge series, is a frazzled new bride and wiener dog fanatic. She is a lover of donuts, and a hater of mornings. Recently unearthing a childhood passion for writing, she can once again be seen carrying around a notebook and staring into space. Her stories are witty, fresh and real, just like life. Join her on "The Edge" for giveaways, cover reveals, excerpts, contests and members-only content at carolmaloneyscott.com/

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      Valentines on the Edge - Carol Maloney Scott

      Valentines on the Edge

      A Short Story Collection

      Carol Maloney Scott

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright Carol Maloney Scott 2016

      Formatting by Rik - Wild Seas Formatting

      http://carolmaloneyscott.com

      To those searching for true love,

      May your path be smoother, but just as much fun

      Justin’s State of Denial

      "You’re taking her to meet your parents for Valentine’s Day? You’re either brave or…oh my God, are you going to propose?"

      Claire covers her mouth, which is full of chocolate truffle. These are delicious, by the way. How did you know white chocolate raspberry is my favorite? You really shouldn’t have.

      Even with her cheeks stuffed with candy, like a chipmunk saving nuts for the winter, she looks beautiful. But I am so over this crush on Claire now.

      I smile and reply, It was no trouble at all. And it’s your birthday.

      I actually picked them up while I was selecting Marissa’s Valentine’s Day treats. Hers are blood orange dark chocolate. I pay attention to details.

      And as for Marissa meeting the Scotts, it’s a family tradition. We all bring our serious girlfriends to meet the family on this holiday. My mother is obsessed with Valentine’s Day. It’s when my father proposed, just like you and Brandon. BUT I am not proposing—we’ve only been dating for a few weeks.

      Meeting Marissa in the coffee shop was a magic moment. It was a snowy day after the ‘almost as magical’ business trip Claire and I enjoyed in January. But Claire is a married woman, and it was high time I gave up my crush on her and moved forward. Marissa’s blond hair and brown eyes drew me in, and I really think it’s possible she’s the ONE.

      Well, that’s a relief. Claire swivels in her office chair and tosses her multiple truffle wrappers in the trash. Hey, you still haven’t shown me a picture. Do you have one?

      I haven’t been avoiding showing Claire a photo of Marissa. Really.

      I sigh and say, Sure, let me pull one up on Facebook on my phone. As The Chief Information Officer, I can’t ask you to violate company policy and pull it up on your computer.

      Yes, and we know we can’t expect privacy on the company network. That’s probably how you know all of my preferences—you’re still reading my e-mails.

      She smiles and her brown eyes shine. Ever since she and her husband, Brandon, adopted their second baby last month Claire has been much happier. More peaceful. They had a rocky time for a while a couple of months ago, but she seems at peace now. Since the baby is only a few weeks old, Claire’s trips to the office are scarce. I was glad she decided to pop in for her birthday, but I think it’s only because our Editor-in-Chief and Claire’s friend, Gina, prompted her to show up. She has a lunchtime party planned in the conference room.

      Claire, you know I stopped reading your e-mails a long time ago. You’re a boring wife and mother now.

      I duck in anticipation of getting beaned with something. Claire and I have a history of her getting a little perturbed with my teasing.

      "Yeah, and now I am not only much too old for you, but I am celebrating the first anniversary of my thirty-ninth birthday. Next year if anyone says that ‘F’ word, I am wearing black and taking to my bed with a bottle of gin. So let’s see that picture." She waves her fingers towards herself in unison to signal her desire to grab my phone.

      I hand it over and watch Claire’s face.

      Wow, she’s so pretty. Younger than you, right? She stares at the phone a little longer and her expression changes. She glances at a framed photo of her and her family—Brandon (who at eight years her junior is also much younger, but who’s counting the years), her toddler Aidan, and baby Aurora.

      Is something wrong? I ask this question but have a good idea of what’s going on in her pretty blond head.

      No, it’s just…she could be my younger sister. She closes my phone slowly and looks down at her desk. Anyway, I hope you have an awesome weekend. My boneheaded husband is playing that out-of-town show with his band on Saturday.

      Grateful that she’s changed the subject back to her husband’s bad judgment, and diverted it from mine, I say, "Aren’t you going? It’s Valentine’s Day, your birthday and the anniversary of his proposal."

      No, my mother is exhausted from helping me with the little ones during the week, and even though I didn’t give birth, I am worn out, too. He’ll just go with the band overnight and come home on Sunday morning, which is the fourteenth anyway. And I’m sure if he values his life, he has something planned for my birthday tonight. She laughs and purses her lips. You know I’m kidding, right?

      I guess my face must have shown fear for her clueless husband. He apparently planned this gig during their rocky period, and Claire lumped this stupid move in with her overall forgiveness package. This guy has done some dumb things, but I think he’s well-intentioned—if not a tad selfish.

      Of course I know you’re kidding. Well, if I don’t see you before you head out today, have a wonderful triple celebration palooza weekend.

      We will, and hey—don’t put too much pressure on this visit. You don’t want to scare this one away. Not that I’m saying you scared Jenna away, but…well, you know what I mean.

      Her eloquence is one of the things I love about Claire.

      As she tries to pull her dainty, stiletto clad foot out of her

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