DREAM GIRL ISBN: 1-60154-406-5 (print) Cobblestone Press

Dream Girl Zach Montgomery has met his dream girl. Ashlyn is smart and gorgeous, she plays pool and drinks beer ...she's the girl of his dreams. Until she disappears just when things are heating up between them. Ashlyn Farrell works part time as a sex decoy for her father's investigation company. When she meets Zach at the bar, she's on a job, hired by his wife to see if he'll cheat on her. For the first time in Ashlyn's life, she's wildly attracted to a mark. But the sexy, charming brew master is a lying, cheating snake – he even gave her a fake name. But when they end up working together Ashlyn discovers she made a huge mistake. The attraction between her and Zach is growing into something more... but what will happen when Zach finds out how badly she's screwed up and how many people she's hurt? Buy it now!

Reviews:

Between the Lines: WRDF...
"Ms. Jamieson has a wonderful way with words, and she made me fall in love with Zach. Dream Girl is a great read, and will make a nice addition to your "favorites" shelf...I've never had to write a review about a book that I enjoyed so much."

Long and Short Romance Reviews...
"I loved Zach's character... It's rare these days to come across a hero who is so open and easily trusting yet still irresistibly hot. His character was refreshingly original… the detailed look inside the world of beer-making gives this story a flavor of its own that comes across as fresh. Beer plays a big role in this story…and, I must say, never has it seemed sexier."

Excerpt:

He leaned closer and brushed a kiss across her lips. "You are so sweet," he whispered. Then he gave a hoarse laugh. "I can't believe this."

"What?" Her eyes were huge in her small face.

"Meeting you like this. You're my dream girl." He reached out and toyed with a strand of her hair, rubbing the golden silk between his fingers.

Ashlyn blushed, smiled and shook her head.

"Seriously," he insisted. He pulled his wallet out and tossed some bills onto the bar to cover both their tabs. She was still leaning towards him, so he kissed her again. This time his mouth lingered on hers, his tongue sliding softly along her bottom lip. She opened for him invitingly, and he slanted his mouth across hers. His tongue licked inside her mouth as he cupped his hand on her cheek.

"Wow," he said when he drew back a moment later, his breath choppy. He met her gaze again and saw that her eyes were darker with arousal, too. Her hand came up to cover his on her face, and then she turned her mouth into his palm and pressed a kiss there. That undid him. "Christ," he groaned. "Let's go." He slid off the stool as she picked up her purse and, holding it under one arm, followed him out of the bar.

Out on the street, they paused. The bar was in a busy nightlife area in Rocky Harbor, California, so traffic filled the streets while people lined the well-lit sidewalks. A cool breeze off the ocean drifted over them.

"So where do you live, Blondie?" Zach put his hands on her waist and faced her. She smiled and gave him the address. He nodded.

"My car is around the corner," she said. "How about you?"

"In the parking lot over there, but I'll walk you to your car."

She shook her head. "That's okay," she murmured. "There are lots of people around."

They stood there, looking at each other, sexual tension snapping between them. The urgent hunger he felt for her made him lean down for another kiss. This time, standing face to face rather than sitting on barstools, he could put his arms around her and pull her against him. God, she felt good in his arms, all warm and soft, her curves fitting his harder body perfectly, her fresh fruity scent filling his head. He kissed her, a long, deep, swallowing kiss, open-mouthed, tongues sliding, body pressed to body. Everything inside him drew up tighter until he thought he was going to combust right there on the sidewalk. He pulled back to stare at her. Ashlyn, too, was breathing in shallow pants, her eyes drown-in-me liquid and hot.

She touched his cheek. "I'll meet you at my place."

Zach nodded, brushed his mouth over hers again, and then smiled as she slowly, almost dreamily moved away from him. He watched her walk down the street and around the corner. And that was the last he saw of her.