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If you like Janet Evanovich's, Stephanie Plum series, you’ll love The Sage McGuire Romance series. It's hilarious, entertaining, and romantic romp.

Sage McGuire had a great job she loved. All that changed in the blink of an eye when her long-time boss, Mr. Smithfield, had an accident involving an over-sized rubber band. When Mr. Smithfield’s semi-worthless son, Daniel, takes over Smithfield Laboratories Sage figures it’s time to turn her childhood dream of being a PI into reality.

After a night of unadulterated, mind-blowing sex Sage mistakes Sergeant Carter Morgan of the Portland Police Department for a serial killer and runs for the hills, but his sexy pinecone scent and black leather pants have her coming back for more.

Sage’s wild spirit, crazy red hair, and quirky sense of humor take Carter for the ride of his life and he’s more than willing to stick around and see what kind of trouble Sage can get herself into next.

Hold on tight as Sage and Carter rock each other’s world in KISS ME – A Sage McGuire Romance.

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Chase Me - A Sage McGuire Romance

Bridget leaned toward me and nodded in that direction. He’s been sitting by himself for a while. A dance with that fine man could take your mind off just about anything.

Ophelia winked. You should give him a try.

You think? We laughed until we about peed our pants. I noticed he was watching us with a grin that spread across his sexy face. Oh shit. I think he heard us.

Good. You deserve a little fun after the week you’ve had, Bridget insisted.

Well, I’ve seen my share of gorgeous men, but that guy is smok’n hot. I looked heavenward and giggled.

Oh boy, is he ever, Bridget and Ophelia said in unison and fanned their faces.

"I’m going to give him my, ‘you can buy me a drink’ look and see what he does."

All of a sudden Bridget rolled her eyes toward the bar. Holy moly, he’s coming this way. That worked fast. I should try that maneuver, Bridget whispered.

Me too. Ophelia got out a pen and small notepad from her purse and wrote down what I had done and then tucked her notes into her purse.

Bridget and I stared at her. Her face turned crimson.

We always come up with great ideas over margaritas, but I can never remember what they are in the morning. From now on, I’m writing them down. Hopefully they’ll make sense in the morning.


Chase Me – A Sage McGuire Romance

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Copyright © Sharon Kleve 2017

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LET’S MAKE A TOAST to Mr. Smithfield. He was kind, kooky, and had poor taste in women. I raised my salty-rimmed margarita.

Here, here. God bless the silly romantic fool. Bridget Applegate cheered and twirled her hair around her finger.

I second that. Ophelia O’Brien clinked her glass to ours then munched on a tortilla chip.

I will never understand why he married that woman. I shook my head at the absurdity and then revised my assessment. Well, that’s not true. She looks like a life-size Barbie Doll—perfect and beautiful. She is also younger than his son Daniel, but much smarter. But that’s not a big stretch.

Sage McGuire...You are so bad, Bridget teased and then giggled.

Bridget called everyone by their full name after a few drinks. I still can’t believe Mr. Smithfield went bungee jumping on his honeymoon. He hated heights, I mumbled. Ever since his funeral, I’d wondered why he let himself be tied to a large rubber band and then jumped off a bridge, and whether his young widow had anything to do with his death. People did crazy things for love, I guess. I’d never been that over-the-top in love before myself.

Yeah. That’s a seriously bad way to die. Ophelia shivered.

Bridget and Ophelia had been my best friends since middle school, and we got together every other Thursday night for happy hour at Chico’s in downtown Portland, Oregon. Tonight, we weren’t at Chico’s solely for the margaritas, but to mourn the death of my boss, Mr. Smithfield. I’d worked for him as his Executive Administrative Assistant since graduating from college.

With my shoulders back and my stomach sucked in, I’m five foot nine and weigh about one hundred and twenty-five pounds. After eating a couple of my favorite foods—a monster hot dog and a side of cheesy fries—it bumps up a tad. My long, curly, red hair and green eyes sprouted from the McGuire side of the family. My dad points his finger at my mother’s German ancestry when my feet-dragging, stubborn side rears its ugly head. That stubborn side couldn’t get over the absurdity of Mr. Smithfield’s death.

We ordered another round of margaritas and a refill of chips and salsa. My eyes kept wandering to a handsome guy sitting at the bar. He had close-cut dark hair, blue eyes beneath slashing dark brows, high cheekbones, and a beautifully shaped, sensual mouth. How old? Late twenties? Early thirties? He was dressed in dark jeans and sweatshirt that revealed he was lean but muscular and very strong in spite of his slimness.

Bridget leaned toward me and nodded in that direction. He’s been sitting by himself for a while. A dance with that fine man could take your mind off just about anything.

Ophelia winked.