Patricia Pearson

Even in a tiny apartment, there were enough rooms for Frannie to get into trouble...First, there was the bedroom...where it all began in such a casually romantic way.Next, the bathroom...where things took a suspicious turn.Finally, the living room...where she picked up the phone and prepared to break the news to the boyfriend she barely knew...When Frannie Mackenzie got sick all over the sweater section of a major urban retailer, she couldn't quite believe that this was a reaction to gray being this year's black. So she went back to her postage-stamp-sized apartment and took inventory. Jeans tighter? Yes. Boobs bigger? Yes. And the absolute proof-positive...the stick had turned blue.Frannie decides to give up cocktails, late nights, and anything else fun that the big city has to offer. But one thing -- or rather person -- she's not sure she's going to get to keep is the surprised father in the situation -- an experimental jazz musician with the improbable name of Calvin, who'd taken off to Europe before Frannie figured out parenthood had awkwardly united them. Falling in love was the last thing that Frannie expected, and the happiest surprise of all.

A startling exploration of Nearing Death Awareness - unexplained phenomena experienced by those nearing death but fully conscious.

She should refuse. One minute, struggling P.I. Pepper Rossi and ex-CIA agent Cole Buchanan are sharing a wild, spontaneous kiss. The next, rough-edged Cole is propositioning her to spend the next 24 hours exploring all the sensual pleasures of the tropical island they're on...with each other.She would say no, except they're in the Caribbean on a crucial case to track down a priceless stolen painting. She'll never prove her worth as a P.I. if Cole muscles in on all the action. And he promises to back off—if she promises him 24 hours to work this attraction out of their systems.Pepper knows she should turn him down. Then again, Pepper hasn't gotten this far by acting the way she's supposed to....