The first romance novel I ever read was a coverless Mills & Boons that I had smuggled into bed to read by torchlight. I opened the book, and suddenly, I was transported into a wonderfully exciting world where a tall, dark and handsome man sparred with an ordinary girl just like me, and in the end...she got to keep him! My stories still carry the scent of that dashing hero from my first book, because, you see, that billionaire was my very first love. And I've never ever really forgotten him. When I'm not reading, or writing about hot Alphas, or eating delicious cashew nut cookies, I can be found...washing dishes, gardening, cooking, cleaning, dusting, or even picking up dog poo.