*~*Love Note: Porter to Marley – The Mother Road by Meghan Quinn*~*

Author:   Meghan Quinn

Genre:   Contemporary Romance, NA, Romantic Comedy

Never in a million years would I have pictured myself as an axe-wielding, dragon lady, chopping up multi-colored flannel shirts into my very own plaid mulch. But here I am, chopping away my frustrations.It all started when my brother, Paul, convinced me to go on one last family road trip across the Mother Road with him and my dad.. Just like old times, right? Wrong. What Paul fails to mention is his best man, Porter, will be joining us, who just so happens to be my childhood crush and the man who broke my heart four years ago.

What is supposed to be a fun, family bonding experience across Route 66 turns into a war of pranks, awkward moments and bathrooms full of dirty flannel shirts and day old beard clippings. Paul’s know-it-all attitude and Porter’s devilish charm brings me to the brink of my sanity on my seven day trek across the United States with three bearded men in a small 1980’s RV.

To the girl that owns my heart,

At first sight, you were the sister to my best friend

But after talking to you, that thought came to an end.

Very quickly you grabbed a hold of my fragile heart

To only have me very shortly after rip us apart.

It wasn’t until we went on a trip across the mother road

That it felt like we were in some kind of sexual tension episode

I told myself you were untouchable, but I couldn’t stay away

Our pranks, teasing, and jokes were all just a sexy form of foreplay

But that day, in the kitchen, when I finally got to feel your skin

My heart was recaptured and my life was sent into a tailspin

Now that I can call you mine, I will never let you go

Your soul, your spirit, and your mind I will never outgrow

I love you madly, Marley.

Forever yours,

Porter

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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!