Hungry Hearts Holiday Hop (Part 3)

26 Dec

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Welcome to the HUNGRY HEARTS HOLIDAY HOP! This is our 3rd and final installment for your chance to get some awesome recipes and amazing prizes!
We are so excited to CELEBRATE the New Year with mouthwatering dip, appetizer, and drink recipes and delicious EXCERPTS from today’s hottest food-loving ROMANCE writers! Hop around each author’s site for a new recipe, and fill out the Rafflecopter form to enter our GIVEAWAY for one of three $25 gift cards to either Amazon or Barnes & Noble!!
In addition to the HUNGRY HEARTS HOLIDAY HOP giveaway, Amanda Usen will be featuring Hungry Hearts authors on Writer.Chef.Romantic this week and gifting their books to lucky winners. Stay tuned to get in on the fun! If you’d like to party in real time, please join our Facebook Party December 26th – January 1st.
~~CLICK HERE to head on over to the rafflecopter and enter to win some amazing prizes~~
There is a total of 13 foodie authors participating in this last leg of our hop. Click HERE to go to the page that’ll hook you up with the links to other authors websites for more delicious book excerpts and recipes!!
One of my all time favorite recipes for New Year’s Eve parties is a super easy–and I mean easy–dip recipe that is made in the crock pot.
We used to celebrate each New Year’s Eve by having friends and family over for a rowdy game night. Everyone would bring a dish to pass and I’d make several snacks, dips, and finger foods and we’d play games and laugh and get as loud as we wanted until the wee hours of the morning.
I admit it’s been a few years since we’ve thrown a big bash because I now work every New Year’s Day–which makes late nights impossible. BUT, someday I hope to return to those glory days of staying up all night and doing things my own way! lol
Anyway, I’d love to share this easy peasy recipe with you for BEAN DIP!
1 Large container sour cream
2 Cans of Campbell’s Bean with Bacon soup
1 Package taco seasoning
1 Package shredded cheddar cheese
Blend all items in slow cooker for at least 4 to 5 hours. Stir occasionally. I leave several small dip bowls beside the slow cooker so that everyone can fill their own and have a variety of tortilla chips in various bowls on the counter. This is so easy and so yummy….and it’s even delicious leftover the next day. Just pop it in the microwave and enjoy for a 2nd round!
What’s a favorite treat you enjoy on New Year’s Eve? Let me know in the comments!

Author bio:

Christine Warner is living her dream in Michigan along with her husband, three children, one laptop and a much loved assortment of furry friends.

Besides laughing and a good round of humor, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, reading, writing but no arithmetic.  A confessed people watcher, she finds inspiration for her stories in everyday activities.  She loves to read and write about strong heroes and determined, sometimes sassy, heroines.

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 Saute, simmer, and flambé…

Jill Adgate wants three things from life: a successful catering business, the devoted love of an exceptional man, and a family. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills, and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.

 Chet Castle is a prosperous businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved with any relationship that has a shelf life longer than a head of lettuce.

Intrigued by her ambition–and determined to get her in bed–Chet offers Jill the chance of a lifetime: Work for him for the next eight weeks as his live-in chef and he’ll help her get her catering business off the ground. When sparks fly in the kitchen, Jill realizes what’s cooking with her commitment-phobic employer is a recipe for disaster…but it’s just too tasty to not take a bite.

The excerpt I’m sharing has a little taste from both Jill and Chet’s perspective. ENJOY!



Her body hummed as his smile wavered. Although he wore sunglasses, she’d bet her last dollar his gaze swept across her chest, lingering on the betrayal of her pert nipples pushing against the fabric of her suit.

Until this moment, shyness had never been a trait she possessed. Air stalled in her lungs, her palms grew sweaty, and she itched to cover herself with a towel. Even though her replica vintage swimsuit hid more than most sets of women’s underwear, she felt too exposed. She turned to the side slightly and folded her legs up. Not that it helped, but it made her feel a bit less exposed.

Chet slid his feet from his sandals, brushing a hand through his hair. The heat from the sun wasn’t the only thing scorching her skin. She trickled several droplets of water over her arms, but she couldn’t drag her focus from his toned flesh.

Jill soaked in his ripped abs and the obvious package of goodies covered by his brown swimsuit—the same sexy brown as his hair. Damn, did a man have a right to fill out a pair of swimming trunks like that? Flecks of hair, just enough to give him a manly

appeal, covered the etched muscles of his long, tan legs.

She licked her lips, hoping she could still speak. “Do you want

some privacy?” Yes, say yes. She needed an excuse to make an

escape without coming off like someone desperate to be making

an exit.

Hell no, he didn’t want privacy. Through the shield of his sunglasses, he inspected her body from the tips of her pink-painted toenails to the top of her brightly flowered swimming cap. Did people still actually wear those things? “No, you look comfortable. Stay and enjoy the day.”

“Oh…are you sure?”


Amazed at his own ability to talk without his tongue hitting the cement, Chet turned to throw his towel and sunglasses on a nearby lounge chair. Damn. The red and white polka-dot halter-style suit featured a tight bodice, but her slender hips and shapely thighs hiding beneath a matching skirt grabbed his attention until all oxygen left his

blood. Even showing less skin than the average girl on the beach,

she far exceeded sexy and alluring.

Get a grip, Castle. She’s off limits, no matter how delectable.

He turned and stepped onto the diving board. He bounced along the surface as he made his way over the water. When he looked at Jill’s bathing cap covering her head, he held back his grin. The neon rubber flowers reminded him of something his

grandmother would’ve worn, but there the similarity ended. Everything beneath that cap was far from making him think of Grandma.


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2 responses to “Hungry Hearts Holiday Hop (Part 3)

  1. bh313

    December 26, 2013 at 3:38 pm

    yum…sounds like a great dip for superbowl Sunday

    • ChristineWarner

      December 26, 2013 at 4:28 pm

      It certainly is! I hope you enjoy the recipe and the others on the hop…thanks for coming by!


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