Three Christmases Synopsis:

As the holiday season approaches in this fourth book in the No Weddings Series, Cade Michaelson strives to be better at balancing work and love, and Hannah Martin’s growing ability to trust is put to the test.

Lust and friendship brought us together, but with the increasing demands of my two businesses, Hannah’s thriving bakery, and our successful event-planning company, stability becomes my focus.
Then a once-in-a-lifetime career opportunity takes me to the West Coast, and everything goes into a tailspin.
Laughter, love, and excitement fill our lives, but Cade refuses to settle into the wonderful bliss we’ve found—he wants spectacular fireworks and an unshakable foundation. Driven like no one I’ve ever met, Cade insists a dream job across the country will be better for our future together, but I worry about whether we can survive the present apart.
When intimate time diminishes…and lives get more hectic…
Will a little bit of faith be all that it takes? Or will the sacrifice to get there be too great?
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No Weddings: 

Award-winning author Kat Bastion teams with her husband, Stone Bastion, in this first book in the No Weddings Series about Cade Michaelson, a successful man with his sights set on a new venture in business, and Hannah Martin, the woman who makes it personal.
I think I have my act together as a successful bar owner, my master’s degree within reach, and a list of no-strings-attached women warming my bed. Turns out, I don’t.
Hannah believes she has safeguarded her wounded heart by shunning men and focusing on her new baking business. The thing is, she hasn’t.
When my three sisters and I form an event-planning business with Hannah as our baker, I have no idea how my life is about to change. As Hannah and I work closely together, the attraction between us becomes irresistible. And complicated. I’ve promised my sisters I wouldn’t mix business with pleasure. But I’ve never been one to follow the rules.

One Funeral: 

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The stakes climb higher in this second book in the No Weddings Series for Hannah Martin, a woman restrained by her past, and Cade Michaelson, the man who could help set her free.

I’m drawn to Cade as he charms his way into more of my life and offers me something I truly haven’t ever had: a friend. Yet his humor, patience, and drop-dead sexiness take my breath away, and I know my heart is at risk. I want to move forward but am terrified I can’t.

Cade seems to have it together from his own devastating heartache. His subtle actions, however, suggest a different story. And even though he says he wants more, I wonder if he’s able to trust in our developing relationship.

As we navigate through our tangled feelings, we vow to take it slow. Yet no matter how careful we try to be, things between us intensify—and there’s nothing we can do, or want to do, to stop it.

But the biggest question remains: Is chemistry enough to move beyond the past and toward a future together?

Two Bar Mitzvahs:

Summer heats up in this third book in the No Weddings Series, where Cade Michaelson strives to balance his and Hannah Martin’s new relationship with the growing demands of his financial success.
Waiting for Hannah has been the best and worst kind of torture. Now I can claim her as mine. We believe we’re done with the past and can move forward together.

Hannah grows stronger than ever as she trusts in me—trusts in us. And when obstacles appear, she shows a surprising fierceness that rivals my own.

However, all is not perfect in paradise. Things get chaotic while I try to juggle multiple businesses, an ex from hell, and a girlfriend I’d do anything to keep. And in the middle of the whirlwind, I recklessly think I can handle 

But when all the madness is over, will I have everything I want—will I still have Hannah?

For Valentine’s: Coming January 5th
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Kat Bastion with Stone Bastion Bio:
Award-winning and bestselling romance author Kat Bastion has teamed up with her husband Stone Bastion to create the new contemporary romance series No Weddings.
A few factoids about the writing team…
Kat enjoys her chocolate rich and dark, her music edgy and soul-filling, and her vacations exotic with toes dug into the sand. And she’s wildly, madly, deeply in love with Stone.
Stone likes pounding the trails on a mountain bike, vibrating the sound system with rock music, and down time spent on a stand up paddleboard. And he loves Kat wildly, madly, deeply…and then some.
Together, they’re having a blast bringing fun-filled romantic stories to life and hope you’ll join them in the exciting adventure.
Kat’s first published work, Utterly Loved, was a twentieth anniversary gift of love poems to Stone that they decided to share with the world to benefit charity. Net proceeds from Utterly Loved, and a portion of net proceeds from all their books, go toward charities involved in the fight against human trafficking.
Kat and Stone live amid the beautiful Sonoran Desert of Arizona. Visit their blog at, website, and their Twitter accounts at and for more information.
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Three Christmases

Cade and Hannah share a romantic moment in NO WEDDINGS…

“You’re not nervous, are you?”
Her head began to shake, but then turned into a nod.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about. We are two people in an ancient gazebo that I played in as a boy. And all the boy is asking for is a dance.” I extended an arm toward her.
A smile lit her face in the shadows, and she came to me, stepping into my arms. “I am not leaping between the benches like in the movie.”
I pulled her close, and she molded her body into mine, pressing her cheek into my chest. “Never. I wouldn’t dream of it.” Full body contact was all I wanted.
“Too bad it isn’t raining like in the movie.” Her absent-minded comment was toned with innocence.
“Yeah, too bad.” Mine was breathy, tinged with undertones of meaning. Imagining Hannah with her flimsy silk ball gown plastered to her body—her lack of underthings body—did things to me. 
I pressed us closer together with my arms, wanting her to know what she did to me. No inhibiting denim held me restrained tonight. And I didn’t wear underthings either.
“You’re…” Her voice had dropped to a breathy whisper.
She nodded.
“You started it.” Yeah. I was twelve. I blamed the gazebo.
Hannah laughed softly. “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”
The slow jazzy song ended. Silence followed. We continued swaying around to our own rhythm. I felt like I could dance with her forever, hidden in our private garden, mixing great memories of my past and present.
My gaze fell on the bottle. In spite of my not wanting an intimate moment to end, the band had taken leave, and there was only so much close proximity a man in need could handle.
“Let’s make a toast to tonight.” On a deep, determined breath, I broke away, striding over to the bottle.
With a few quick twists, I pulled off the wiring and wrapper. Hannah joined me, but eyed the frayed wood on the bench.
I grabbed my jacket from the railing and spread it on the splintering surface. I bowed deeply. “A gentleman covers a puddle for the lady.”
“Most obliged.” She dipped her head and spun around. And although she could’ve sat in the center, she chose to sit closest to me, her silk-covered thigh pressing into my mine.
She looked beautiful. Dark eyes sparkling. Waves of hair tumbling down one shoulder. The barest fabric teasing across a body meant to be…
I took another cleansing breath. Then I gripped the cork steady in my left hand, grabbed the base of the bottle with my right, and slowly twisted the bottle. The cork gave way with a pop! and frothy foam poured out as I tilted it away.
She smiled.
I swallowed hard.
On another breath, I wiped my mind clear and focused on the beautiful woman looking up at me expectantly. I raised the bottle. “To a Julie Andrews musical and childhood memories.”
She reached up, placing her hands over mine. “To new memories. And musicals.”
I pulled the bottle down. “Oh, no. I don’t do musicals.”
She bit her lip, then smiled wide. “Oh, yes. You do.”
I shook my head. “No.”
She nodded, grinning wider. “Yes. It’s a nonnegotiable point.”
I sighed, lowering the Champagne bottle. “One.”
“I can live with that. One.”
I angled my head, glaring at her. “But not on the first date.”
She burst out laughing. “Seriously? Okay. We should make a rule, though.”
“Date rules? Like how far we can go without seeing a musical? Fine. Fifth.” If I had to attend a cheesy musical, it would be at the last possible moment.
“Fourth. And since we’re paralleling date rules? I also mean sex.”
Fuck. “Third.”
“Done.” Her eyes gleamed with humor.
In the history of dating, I’d be willing to bet no man has ever made an appointment for sex and a musical on the third date. I raised the bottle and took a healthy swig, then passed it to her, casting her a sidelong glance. “Shrewd. I’m impressed.”
Then she wrapped those full lips around the bottle opening.
I blinked.
The third date? I didn’t know how I would make it that long.

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