March 31st, 2016

It's the final day of March Madness! I'm so sad to see it go because we've had so much fun. However, I have been impatiently waiting for this day, this book, this author to come along for a moment. I've in-boxed and harassed her about this book to no end. Join me in welcoming, Chicki Brown and those sweet, sexy, Stafford Brothers!

Ladies, let's meet Nick Stafford, the baby of the bunch, if you can call him that. (Laughing naughtily). Don't forget to comment on this post to be entered into the giveaway!

Blurb:
Nick Stafford is the youngest in his family. He's recently graduated from medical school and finished his internship. Everything was going well for him until Cherilyn, his girlfriend of two years, starts hinting about marriage. The thought of adding more responsibility to the pressure he is already facing getting ready to take the last of his board exams and the nearly quarter of a million dollars in student loan debt already hanging over his head is too much. He breaks off their relationship.

Eight months later, he runs into Cherilyn at an event on the arm of another doctor, and she's wearing an engagement ring. Seeing her with another man stirs up a jealousy like he's never experienced before. Now all Nick can think of is how he can get her back. 

Excerpt #2
Their glasses met once more, and then Charles declared, “We can’t forget about the beautiful women who were sweet enough to give us a boys’ night out.”

“Speaking of the ladies,” Charles said after they took a few minutes to look over the menu and ordered their meals. “Is mine the only one who became paranoid about her weight after she had a baby? Adanna is driving me crazy.”

Vic snickered. “Mona’s always been irrational about her weight, but I thought that came from all those years on the beauty pageant circuit.”

“Gianne could’ve used some extra weight, but since she didn’t give birth to ChiChi, that was a non-issue.” Marc savored the fresh fruit in his 925 Stripped Sangria, the only drink on the menu he was willing to ingest.

“I don’t see why any of them are concerned about their weight,” Nick added with a chuckle.

“These women can get crazy about that scale,” Vic interjected. “You don’t understand, since you like big girls.”

“I don’t like all big girls. I just like Cher.”

Vic shook his head. “That’s something I admit I don’t really get. That’s too much woman for me.”

Nick leaned back in his chair with a wide grin. “She’s gorgeous, man, and when you see all of that uncovered, it can bring a man to his knees.

“Truthfully, I believe he’s been blinded by those titties.” Greg pumped his open palms in front of his chest.

“And I have a theory about why he’s a breast man.”

 Nick reared back in his seat. “Really? Let’s hear it, man.”

“According to Mama, all of us were bottle fed. Back in the day, women weren’t into doing things the natural way. He was the only one that was breast-fed.”

“Now that makes a lot of sense!” Marc agreed as he slapped his baby brother on the back and all of them howled.

“If you guys want an honest answer, the sex is so much better with a big girl,” Nick continued. “As the saying goes, there’s more cushion for the pushin’.” Nothing is worse than having sex with a woman who feels like she’s going to snap like a twig when it gets good and you’re stroking hard.”

“I have to admit I felt like that with Gianne at first. She was so frail after being sick, I was almost afraid I might hurt her.”

Greg cocked one eyebrow. “But it didn’t stop you, did it?”

“Hell, no!” Marc said with a sly grin. “I was just careful.”

Jesse used the topic as a segue. “Speaking of stroking, are you still declaring urology and men’s medicine as your specialty?” 

“Sure am, but that might not even be an issue if I don’t pass the last part of my board exams.”

Vic leaned forward and folded his arms on the tabletop with an expression of concern. “Why do you think you might not pass?”

“I’m not ready.”

Charles frowned. “Do you mean you’re not ready because you’re nervous or because you haven’t studied?”

“Both, I guess. I can’t find a place to study when I get off from work. I need silence.” Two servers appeared with their food. He waited until they were done placing their meals on the table before he continued. “My place is like Saturday at Lenox Mall all the time. Everywhere else I’ve been is too distracting. The libraries close at nine, and they’re not quiet at all.”

“Where were you studying before?” Vic asked then realized he’d asked a rhetorical question. “Oh. Cher’s not playing, is she?”

“Not by a long shot, man. I need help with this last exam.”

The brothers exchanged surprised glances then bowed their heads and said individual silent prayers over their food.

“Look, Nick, you have to pass that test,” Vic said, once they opened their eyes. “We have plenty of extra space at my house. You can use one of our guest rooms to study. Mona won’t mind. Maite can make you something for dinner, and I can quiz you one evening a week.”

“So can I,” Charles added.

Jesse concurred. “I can help you too, but with the three kids, quiet is in short supply at my house. Why didn’t you say something sooner? More importantly, why don’t you tell your roommate to get his shit together?”

“I knew how busy you guys were, and I thought I could change Cher’s mind.” Thunderous laughter from the three married men underscored just how absurd his words were.

“Seriously, man,” Charles reiterated. “You pay half the rent, so why can’t you negotiate some kind of middle ground with Jay?”

Nick snorted. “Finding a guy to split the costs who wasn’t a wacko was hard enough. Jay and I have been roommates for years now. We’ve become good friends. I’d rather keep the friendship and find somewhere else to study.”

In a rare moment of humor and what appeared to be an effort to lighten up the conversation, Jesse said, “Since you’ve decided on men’s medicine, I guess you know they performed the first successful penis transplant in South Africa recently. They haven’t agreed on the official name for the procedure, but from what I hear, it’ll most likely be called an attachadicktomy.” Again, a roar rose from their group. Other diners turned in their direction looking as though they were dying to know what was so funny.

Nick gazed around the table at the faces of the men who were not only his blood but his personal heroes. For so long they had treated him as if he were still in middle school. His brothers didn’t trust him to make decisions and relentlessly teased him. It wasn’t until he graduated from college and got accepted into medical school that they started looking at him as an equal. No longer did they treat him like the baby of the family, even though he was.

He admired them for what they each had been able to accomplish in their professional lives, but now he found himself looking up to them for their successful marriages. They had different personalities. None of them dealt with their wives in the same way, but this was his brain trust when he needed career or personal advice. And he loved them with a fierce devotion.

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Author bio:
Contemporary women’s fiction/romance author Chicki Brown has been featured twice in USAToday. She was the 2014 B.R.A.B. (Building Relationships Around Books) Inspirational Fiction Author and also the 2011 SORMAG (Shades of Romance Magazine) Author of the Year. Chicki was also a contributing author to the Gumbo for the Soul: Men of Honor (Special Cancer Awareness Edition).
A transplanted New Jersey native who lives in Atlanta, Georgia, Brown still misses the Jersey shore, the pizza and the hot dogs.
Nia Forrester, Beverly Jenkins, Iris Bolling, Lisa Kleypas, and J.R. Ward are among her favorite authors.
 
You can reach Chicki here:
Amazon Central Author Page: http://amzn.to/l2kjXQ
Blog: http://sisterscribbler.blogspot.com 
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Chicki663 
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/chicki.brown
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/qcsiMD

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