[Note from Frolic: We are so excited to have author Amy Andrews guest post on the site today. Take it away Amy!]
Bunnies…who doesn’t love bunnies, right? Cute, soft, fluffy with an aww factor for miles. So when an online article about a bunny rescue caught my eye, my creative juices (doncha just love that phrase??) started flowing.
According to the article, there was this neighborhood overrun by feral house rabbits because irresponsible owners – heretofore known as BBO’s (bad bunny owners) – had let them run free. Then, of course, the rabbits did what rabbits do best and hey presto – bunnies everywhere! So a local rabbit welfare organization sent their bunny brigade to rescue the animals for rehoming.
Bunny Brigade! How awesome is that? Imagine what I could do with a bunny brigade! I mean, that alone sent those juices a’bubbling…
What if, I thought, a developer got in the way of this rescue process and it ended up in court? And what if a judge ordered the developer and the rescuer to work together to rehome all the rabbits before the development could begin?
Ding, ding, ding. Creative juices boiling over! Marshall and Augusta were born. As was the fictitious Hitchkin island and, thanks to a reader of mine, the Bunnyguards. How could I not write this story?
And here are some highlights of this enemies-to-lovers, forced-proximity romcom!
A grumpy, thrice-engaged owner of a construction company with grandpappy issues, who has no time for bunny business a.k.a Elmer Fudd.
A committed, efficient, recently-dumped veterinarian who looks like a pin-up girl but knows her way around a scalpel. And isn’t afraid to use one a.k.a Goldilocks.
A long, hot Colorado summer.
Enough chemistry to set fire to every tree on the island.
A no-kissing, no-sex contract hastily written on a napkin #nokissingallowed
Multiple funny bunny t-shirts. Things like Crazy Bunny Lady, Show Me The Bunny and Hip To The Hop. Also a pair of panties with Kiss My Furry Ass stamped across the seat.
A bunny called Rambo who started it all.
And one called Thumper with an unfortunate looking face and an undiagnosed gland problem making him er…big boned.
Funny bunny adoption posts on Facebook. For example – “This is Stella. She’s a two-point-five pound mini lop and is approximately three months old. She is in good health with short, dense agouti-colored fur, excellent teeth, and a good appetite. She’s friendly and inquisitive. Stella likes piña coladas and getting caught in the rain.”
Pushing that napkin contract to its absolute limits whilst making out on a pier. And in the shower. Seriously, the loopholes in that thing…
Some non-kissing, non-sex orgasms.
Campfires, fortune cookies and s’mores.
Cooling off in the lake.
Wild bunny juju affecting everyone #whathappensontheislandstaysontheisland
Shirtless alpha dude cuddling bunnies.
There….how’s that for highlights?
So, if you like a cute, slow-burn romance with heat and humor and a bunch of fluffy bunnies running amok then look no further than The Kissing Contract. Throw in two people with conflicting agendas who are so hot for each other their clothes start to smoke when they’re in the same vicinity, and, ta da! – you have the perfect summer read.
And one sexy, laugh-out-loud-funny, hoppily ever after!
About the Author:
Amy Andrews is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling, double RITA®–nominated Aussie author who has written seventy-plus contemporary romances in both the traditional and digital markets. She’s been translated into more than a dozen different languages as well as manga. Her books bring all the feels from sass, quirk, and laughter to emotional grit to panty-melting heat. She loves frequent travel, good books, and great booze—although she’ll take mediocre booze if there’s nothing else. For many, many years she was a registered nurse. Which means she knows things. Anatomical things. And she’s not afraid to use them! She lives in a sleepy seaside town with her husband of twenty-nine years.
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The Kissing Contract by Amy Andrews, out now!
Marshall Dyson wants one thing and one thing only: to raze his grandfather’s island to the ground. Everything is ready to go––except for the freakin’ bunnies! Hundreds of the furry critters hopping about and multiplying before his eyes. And then there’s the American Bunny League, along with one distractingly beautiful veterinarian, taking him to court to save them…
Dr. Augusta “Gus” North can’t believe the grumpy–and annoyingly hot–builder she’s facing in court cares more about demo-ing some cabin than the lives of 200 bunnies. But when the judge orders Marshall to stay on the island and help her rehome the rabbits – the entire month – she knows they’re going to need to lay some ground rules.
Like, for example, absolutely no kissing. Might as well go ahead and get that in writing. Sure it’s on a napkin, but that still counts.
How hard could it be to keep their hands off each other amidst all the fighting? Surprisingly, harder than wrangling 200 bunnies…