Friday, August 31, 2012

The art of kissing

 For this sexy series, I'm talking about how YOU can step up the sexy in your life.  Today it's kissing, tomorrow lingerie, after that...who just keeps getting better.  (check out the links to the other BeSexy posts!) You may not be able to control other people, but if you feel confident and sexy, it's amazing what can happen in the romance department.  Trust me.  I'm a romance writer, right? *wink*

Ah...the sweet satisfaction of a kiss.  Sometimes this art form--yes, I said art form--is lost over time in a relationship or we get stuck into thinking it's merely the joining of lips.  A kiss communicates passion and wanting.  More than stimulates desire.  Why not mix it up a bit?  Experiment?  Your lips can be creative when you let yourself go.

The eye kiss:  This isn't as weird as you might think.  It's actually very sweet and romantic.  Start with other kisses--like the standard lip kiss--to lull your partner into a state of relaxation.  When his/her eyes are closed, press your lips gently over one eye and then the other.  Return often to the lips to keep your partner satisfied, treating the eye kiss as the novelty it is.

The ear kiss: For some people, the ears are one of the most sensitive places on the body.  Kiss the earlobe as if it were a lower lip--suck it, nibble on it, tug on it with your lips.  Make little mmmmm sounds. Breathe softly against your partner's skin...the sound of your breathing is exciting at a time like this.  The trick here is to be careful about the volume of your sounds or breathing directly into your partner's ear.  Go easy.

The sliding kiss:  Think of this one as savoring your partner.  Slide your lips across the mouth, over the face, down the neck, over the chest...anywhere you want.  The key here is to sliiiiiiiide your mouth over the skin as if savoring the contact.

The neck kiss:  I know what you're thinking--hickeys from high school, right?  No.  By massaging the neck with your tongue rather than biting or sucking, you'll avoid leaving your mark where it's not wanted.  Of a recent kissing survey, 97% of women and 9 out of 10 men find the neck the most arousing place to be kissed aside from the mouth.  After a few kisses on the mouth, drop down and kiss the side of the neck.  Place tender kisses in the hollow of the neck (the depression where the chin touches if you bend your head all the way forward), lick as if you were drinking from a cup.  From behind, exhale onto the back of your partner's neck as if marking your target, then bite and kiss that spot--gently.  Nipping but not sucking.

The biting kiss:  Ah, things are escalating when this comes into play.  A biting kiss is sophisticated, sensual, playful and serious--it conveys affection, deep desire and controlled aggression. It's most often implemented when things are really heating up between you.  The first rule here is "be gentle"--seriously, we're not vampires out for blood.  Nip deep enough so that you're able to lift the skin with your teeth.  If you're careful, it won't hurt--or I should say it'll hurt in a good way not in the "get the hell off of me" way.  You can also vary the kiss between using your teeth or lips only for different sensations.  Here are some don'ts---Don't try it on a first date, know your lover well before venturing into the realm of the biting kiss.  Don't draw blood.  Don't try biting through clothes, you'll only end up getting a mouth full of material and perhaps ruining a good shirt.
Check out the other BeSexy posts at these links:
Let's Strip!
Embrace YES! 
Go Be Sexy!

Books by Amber Lea Easton: 
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New Release
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Feel free to comment, but the giveaway is over. Thanks! 

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Romancing the Blog Hop Preview

Woo! Are you ready for some hot lov'n, people?  Ha.  Well, of course you are.  Beginning tomorrow you'll get your fair share of spice in your life as 100 authors--myself amongst them--kick off the Romancing the Blog Hop by writing unique posts about romance. Have a cold drink handy because you know it's gonna be steamy!

There will be giveaways GALORE!  Not only is each author--like I said, over 100--conducting individual giveaways on their blog, there will be a grand prize winner collected by the organizers when all is said and done. Comment on as many blogs as you'd like to be entered for the grand prizes.

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $130 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: A Large Swag Pack

On this blog, Kisses, Caresses and Whispers in the Night, I will be giving away 2 $25 gift cards, 1 to Barnes and Noble and another to Amazon.  To win, both on my blog and to be qualified for the grand prizes, you MUST leave a comment along with your email address.  (on my blog, indicate whether you'd prefer BN or Amazon so I can draw accordingly) Winners will be contacted at the end of the hop.

Stop by tomorrow, August 31, for the fun to begin!

Monday, August 20, 2012

Open Mic Monday presents author Christina Routon

Today I'm honored to host guest author Christina Routon on Open Mic Monday.  Christina Routon is originally from Manchester, Georgia, and currently lives in Alabama with her family. She works from home as a general transcriptionist, which allows her time to write fiction and non-fiction as well as work on her general transcription website. A self-professed geek, she enjoys tabletop role-playing games, watching Doctor Who (David Tennant is her favorite, but Matt Smith is growing on her), and watching anything written or produced by Stephen Moffat or Joss Whedon.  

So far, Christina and I have a lot in common.  David Tennant is also my favorite Doctor Who! Let's see what else she has to say before we take a look at her book, Hillbilly Rockstar.  

Where were you born and where do you call home? 
I am originally from Manchester, Georgia, a small town about two hours south of Atlanta. I currently live in Alabama with my family. We moved here two years ago in order to be closer to my husband's family.

Do you have plans for a new book? Is this book part of a series?
My next book will be non-fiction. I'm in the process of researching and interviews now. After it's complete, I'll work on the sequel to Hillbilly Rockstar featuring Michelle Nelson, Trace's co-host from the TV show. 

What books have influenced your writing?
Stephen King's On Writing definitely influenced me. Maggie Lawson's Deep Editing gave me permission to really express myself and use descriptive language. Many writers today are told to pare down, be succinct and more clear. I think this comes from writing blogs or for websites where writing has been reduced to bullet points. I have to remember creative writing needs to flow from point A to B to C. I also read a lot of fiction and I learn from others. I pay attention to how they write dialogue, how they craft a sentence and paragraph. 

Is there an Author that you would really like to meet?

I would love to meet Nora Roberts. 

Did your book come out exactly as you thought it would or did the story change?
The story is very different than I first imagined. Trace was originally going to be a contestant on the show and Lisa a reporter. They were both from the same small town and she was assigned to cover the "local boy" on the show. 

Do you prefer ebooks, paperbacks or hardcover?
Ebooks and paperbacks. Ebooks are easier to come by and more convenient, but I'm not letting my paperbacks go just yet. 

Are you a self published (Indie) Author?
Yes, I am, and it's a lot of fun!

Is there a particular movie that you preferred over the book version?
Bridget Jones' Diary. The book was written in diary format, of course, but I felt it lacked so much of the color of the movie. The movie seemed to be more fleshed out. And who doesn't like looking at Colin Firth, imagining him being that guy, the guy who says "I like you exactly as you are." 

What book are you currently reading and in what format (ebook/paperback/hardcover)?
I'm reading Powerful Magic by Karen Whiddon in ebook format. 

Did anything inspire your characters or story?
Trace was inspired by many of the country singers today such as Kenny Chesney, Tim McGraw and Blake Shelton, as well as an acquaintance who is now working in the country music industry. The character of Trace was inspired by Kenny Chesney's song, Living in Fast Forward.

Are there any Authors that have grasped your interest recently and why?
Christie Craig and Dana Stabenow. I recently read Christie's Divorced, Desperate and Delicious and loved it. It was a funny, romantic comedy and I really enjoyed the story. I put the rest of her books on my wish list. I found Dana Stabenow on Kindle since she has the first of her Kate Shugak series free on Amazon. I enjoy mysteries and this one was different - the heroine was an Aleut native to Alaska and the story was set in Alaska. But what really got me was the excerpt to the second book describing a killing spree through a small Alaskan village, interspersed with Kate's springtime chores and trying to keep her dog, Mutt, away from the male wolf stalking the property. I had to read these books. 

Who designed the cover of your book?
Laura Morrigan at I used photos from Shutterstock. The cover is close to what I imagined. I wanted someone with their back to the camera, wearing a black hat, his guitar across his back, but I couldn't find a picture. I knew I wanted a guitar player and the blue stage light. Laura created a great cover from the pictures I found. 

Do you buy a book by the cover?
Sometimes, but with an ebook if I'm on my Kindle I rarely see the covers. In that case, I decide to buy based on the book blurb. 

Do you ever write in your PJ’s?
I do. It's the best part of the day.

What are your pet peeves? 

Drivers not using a turn signal, misspellings on public signs, people their radio too loud at a gas station.

Any pets that you would like to tell us about?

We have two dogs and a cat. Ariel is our one-year-old German Shepherd, Scrappy is a terrier mix and Sunshine is our yellow cat. 

Coffee or tea?
I'm from the south, so tea, the sweeter the better. I drink it hot when it's cold out or if I'm not feeling well, and ice cold in the summer. 

What do you normally eat for breakfast, of do you skip it and get straight to work?
My typical breakfast is oatmeal. I get plain instant and eat it at work. I mix it with some Splenda, raisins, berries and sometimes yogurt. When I have the time, I make waffles for breakfast. 

Your favorite gadget?
My smartphone. It's an older generation HTC and we're going to upgrade to new Droids soon, but I love this phone. I can check all my email accounts, Facebook, Twitter, take pictures, see my calendar, get driving directions. It's a long way from my first flip phone and digital organizer. 

Where and when do you prefer to do your writing?
At this time I don't have a choice for time. I have a day job so writing is done after dinner on weekdays and Saturday mornings. When I'm off work, on vacation or a holiday, I write after lunch. 

Where is one place in the world that you would really love to visit someday?
There are so many, but I want to go back to England with my husband and have the time to meander from London to Scotland before coming home. 

List 3 of your favorite movies  
Dirty Dancing, Notting Hill, Bridget Jones' Diary

An actor or a book character you have a crush on -
Colin Firth. I could look at him - and listen - all day. I love John Hanna's accent in the movie Sliding Doors. Sometimes during the movie I'll close my eyes and just listen. 

What is a movie or TV show that you watched just recently and really enjoyed?
I just finished last season's Glee on Hulu. It's one of my favorite series and I'm glad I was able to finally catch up on it.

What would you like to write but aren't sure if you can?
A mystery and a time-travel. I love time traveling stories and actively seek them out.

Hillbilly Rockstar Blurb

Nashville Star meets Working Girl

Down-and-out country singer Trace Harper parties like there's no tomorrow. When his manager dies, the party's over. Trace discovers he's not just broke, he's $15,000 in debt.

Lisa Jenkins worked with Trace's dead manager and offers him a project that could revive his career - and put $100,000 in his pocket. But there's a catch - Trace must sign a morals clause for the length of the project. 

With nothing to lose, Trace takes Lisa on as his new manager and discovers life away from the party isn't all bad. 

But Lisa isn't exactly who he thinks she is, and when Trace's ex-wife shows up with proof of Lisa's deceit, Trace has to decide if he can trust her with his career - and his heart. 

Hillbilly Rockstar Excerpt
Awful was not the word for the set Trace Harper performed. Horrible, depressing, deplorable, unpleasant, ugly -- these words were closer to the truth. 
It was obvious Trace was drunk. Not tipsy, not buzzed, but high-as-a-kite drunk. He went through the set, forgetting words to songs he'd made famous only a few years before. He stumbled over the stage, laughing at his mistakes. When it came to his final ballad, the most famous of his career, he butchered the chorus that everyone else in the bar knew so well. No one seemed to mind, especially the women in the audience, in particular a bleached blonde in a halter top that barely covered her large breasts. She was standing below the stage, staring up at Trace as if he were a god to be worshipped -- and he seemed pretty happy to accept whatever worship came his way. 
Lisa watched him for a few minutes as fans greeted him, asking for pictures and autographs. He seemed to be having the time of his life, and either didn't realize -- or didn't care -- that his performance sucked. He was much different than the man she'd met at the office some years ago when he'd come in for a meeting with Charlie. She'd been new to the agency and to Nashville. Seeing celebrities around town and at work had fascinated her and there were a few times she'd embarrassed herself when speaking to them. It also didn't help that she'd had a huge crush on Trace Harper when he'd first come on the country music scene fifteen years earlier. But that was then, and this was now, and she wasn't a wide-eyed-twenty-something-girl with stars in her eyes anymore. 
Well, may as well get this over with. She made her way to the stage as the crowd around him thinned out, ignoring the blonde begging Trace for a picture. 
"Sure, honey." Trace flicked his black hat back on his head and put his arm around the woman. "Hey, you." He pointed at Lisa. "Come take our picture, sweetie pie." 
"I am not your sweetie pie, Mr. Harper." Lisa said. 
"Well, tonight you are, so take our picture." 
"Here," the blonde said, her voice high and squeaky. She handed Lisa her cell phone and cuddled closer to Trace, squeezing him around the waist and laying her head on his shoulder. Trace held up his beer and put his arm around the blonde's shoulders. Sighing, Lisa held up the cell phone. 
"If I take this picture, can I speak with you for five minutes, Mr. Harper?"
"What is it with the Mr. Harper crap? Sure, whatever, five minutes. Take the picture so I will never forget meeting the most beautiful woman in the world." 
"Oh," the blonde cooed, looking up at him and smiling. Lisa hit the button on the phone and took the photo.  
"Take another one, just in case." 
"In case of what?" Lisa asked. 
"Just in case." 
"Last one," Lisa said, and pushed the button just as the woman placed her palms on Trace's cheeks and pulled his mouth to hers. The camera caught the kiss, exactly as Lisa assumed the woman wanted. 
"Thank you so much," the blonde said to Trace before taking her phone and heading back to friends, all similarly clad in various tank tops, halter tops, jeans and mini-skirts, at a nearby table. 
"Now, what would you like to talk about, sweetie pie?" Trace ambled over to her, waving off a few people that were asking for autographs. "Hold on, folks. I promised this lady five minutes." 
With groans and sighs the crowd dispersed, but didn't go very far. Lisa did not understand how people still wanted photos and autographs after his terrible performance, but there they stood, waiting for him to finish talking. 
"Mr. Harper, I work for Cahill-Waters Talent Agency. I've been trying to get in touch with you." 
"Yeah, Charlie's company. Yeah, sorry, I've had some issues with my cell phone recently. Wait." Trace flicked his hat back on his head again and came closer, his brown eyes focusing on her face, then down her body. 
"Do I pass?" She crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her booted foot on the wooden floor. 
"I know you from somewhere." He scanned her again and Lisa felt as if she were being inspected from her blonde hair framing her face, down her skinny blue v-neck t-shirt and flared leg jeans to the cowboy boots peeking from the hem. "You were at Charlie's funeral. The blonde in the black dress and boots, with the redhead."
"That's right, I was there." It unnerved her to think of Trace seeing her at the funeral, seeing her now, and even remembering what she'd been wearing that day. 
He leaned in closer and she had to uncross her arms to keep him from bumping them. He bent just a little and whispered in her ear. 
"I loved that dress on you. I enjoy curves on a woman, and you got 'em in just the right places." He reached down, placing his hands on her hips. 
She pushed him away. "Mr. Harper, I am here as a professional. I need to speak to you regarding your representation with Cahill-Waters." 
He laughed, taking a step back. "Okay, not interested. I get it. What about my representation? You guys are just going to keep doing whatever you're doing, right?" 
Before she could answer, the crowd wanting his autograph had grown and were pushing closer them. A sea of bodies, primarily female, separated them and Lisa was forced to step back to the wall to keep from being crushed. 
"Hey, sweetie pie, I'll call you," she thought she heard Trace call out over the noise, then he was gone, trapped in a frenzy of female fans. 
Lisa headed back to their table and found Tanya snuggled in the lap of the dark haired man she'd danced with earlier. "Well, I tried."
"You didn't get to talk to him? Oh, this is Doug, by the way." Tanya smiled down at the man and ran a finger over his cheek. 
"Hi, Doug. Lisa. I did, but I wasn't able to tell him everything. He hit on me." 
"Really?" Tanya looked up at Lisa in surprise. 
"Yes, really. Now, can we go? I want to get home and get some sleep." Lisa grabbed her purse and jacket from her chair and slung them over her arm. 
"Okay. Bye, Doug." Tanya kissed the man then slid off his lap, taking her purse from the back of the chair as she stood. "I had fun. You got my number?"
"I sure do," Doug said, and winked at the cute redhead. "I'll be calling you later."
"You better." Tanya waved at him before following Lisa out of the bar. 
"Looks like you found a friend." Lisa unlocked her sedan and they climbed in, buckling their seat belts. 
"Yeah, I did. Too bad you didn't get to speak to Trace. Well, except to get hit on."
"Yeah, too bad." Lisa started the car, but didn't back up right away. She remembered the sound of his voice near her ear, the tickle of his five o'clock shadow on her cheek as he leaned close to her, his warm breath on her neck, the feel of his hands on her hips, and shivered. 
"What's wrong?" Tanya asked, noticing her shake. 
"Nothing," Lisa said. "Trace is a jerk, that's all. I'm not going to keep trying to call him. I'm going to send the letter to his agent. I have better things to do." 
She put the car in reverse and backed out of the lot, heading for home, determined to put Trace Harper out of her mind once and for all. 
"Lisa, I'm heading to Atlanta. I'll be back next week." Boyd Waters stepped into her office, his briefcase in his hand and his coat over his arm. "I emailed you a list of tasks I'd like completed by the time I get back."
"All right." Lisa looked at him, and they stared at each other in silence. "Was there something else, Mr. Waters?" she finally asked him. 
"I think it's time for you to move your office closer to mine. There's no reason to work in here anymore, is there? When the audit of the business is complete this space will be free for two or three managers to share." 
"Right now I'm comfortable where I am, Mr. Waters. And in all fairness, you should be aware that I am currently looking for another position."
Her announcement seemed to surprise him. "Well, I will be sorry to see you go. I appreciate you telling me." He turned to leave her office, then turned to face her again. "I almost forgot. Order some new business cards and stationery. Per the auditor's suggestions, and since Charlie is no longer with us, the business name is changing. Have the cards and letterhead read 'Boyd Waters Talent Management.' Order about five hundred cards and two boxes of stationery."
Sadness came over her and tears welled in Lisa's eyes. She felt helpless, unable to stop this man from taking over and erasing every part of Charlie that had been in the business. But no matter what he did or said, she would not let him see her cry. 
"Yes, Mr. Waters, I'll order them." Her voice shook. 
"Okay, I'm gone then." He walked out of the office. As soon as he was gone Lisa buried her head in her hands. She didn't want to be there anymore. There had to be a way to get out -- soon.

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Saturday, August 18, 2012

An interview with Hope Welsh

We're spicing up Sunday with an interview with romantic suspense author, Hope Welsh.  Enjoy!

Why do you enjoy writing romance over other genres? 
I think the main reason I chose romance as my preferred genre is that I'm a huge fan of happily ever after. I believe that it's something we all deserve-and we all need to escape to a world sometimes where good always overcomes evil and where love conquers all.  Trite, perhaps...but I love the philosophy.

What do you find is your greatest challenges when writing romantic suspense specifically? 

Ah, here is a good question.  Romantic suspense pulls in more than just romance readers. The trick here is to put in enough suspense to make the story thrilling and enough romance to give the reader the satisfaction I always seek to give with Happily Ever After. The other challenge is to remember that the story is to be more about the suspense. I am a former police officer, so it's helpful to me that I can rely on past experience in law enforcement. I don't have to do quite as much research.  It can also be a challenge to keep all the plot lines going and not leave holes!

Outside of writing, what is one of your greatest passions and why?
Reading. I read to escape. It's always been my escape. For a few hours at a time, I can forget the world and all the worries we all have and just enjoy a world where anything can happen. My other love is my new interest, crochet.

What's one of the most common questions you get from readers and how do you respond? 
I always get asked how I get ideas for my stories. I hate to admit to those questions that very often when I write a book, I know nothing more at first other than the characters themselves. I'm a character driven writer, not a plot driven. it can be challenging to have the characters let me put them where I want them. Very often, they have ideas of their own.

As a romance writer myself, people often ask me if I truly believe in happily ever after.  What's your take on that?
Oh, I definitely do. I couldn't survive if I didn't. We can make our own happiness, I believe. My happily ever after is with my writing. It was a life-long dream to be published. My first full-length book sold in 2006 and I never looked back.
If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?
That's an easy answer. I'd go to Australia. It's the one country I've always wanted to visit.  I've lived all over the US, and in Canada. I'm afraid I have a severe case of wanderlust. I'd love to travel the world someday. I plan on calling it research, of course. 

What's your idea of the perfect date night? 
Wow, it's been years...roses, dinner and a good video with someone I love.

What's your greatest pet peeve? 
Honestly, it's when I read published books where facts aren't accurate. For instance, I galls me when I read about a .38 special with a clip! A little research goes a long way!
I know you write paranormal, have you had any personal experiences in that area that you wouldn't mind sharing?  Actually, I have. I'm sure I had a ghost that followed me through several residences when I was a younger bride. We had a ghost that turned on water, turned off lights--and it followed me to three different stated with the same things.  But I also believe in Guardian Angels. I'm sure I have one that helped me survive a car crash that should have killed me. You'll think I'm nuts, but I always have a guardian angel with me--either a statue that is in my car, or a pin I wear. In a severe collision doing 70mph, I fell asleep at the wheel and literally turned my car into an accordion-even damaging and bending the top of the car. The car was totaled, but I wasn't hurt. The only thing in the car not tossed all over was a 3 inch angel statue that sat on my dash.

Wow, that's an amazing story, Hope.  I, too, believe in guardian angels and ghosts.  I'm grateful you survived!  Thanks so much for giving me the interview.  I look forward to having you back for a guest post soon.  

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Monday, August 13, 2012

Joys of Writing by Maggie Lyons

The Joys of Writing
Author Maggie Lyons

Stephen King once said that writing for him was about “getting happy.” That was his joy. For Truman Capote the joy of writing was about “the inner music that words make.” For Somerset Maugham, an author I greatly admire, the joy of writing is its “supreme solace.” Anne Rice said she loved words and had “fallen into the joy of writing them.” For Judy Blume, the joy comes from writing stories that are inside her “burning to get out.”

The joy of the perfect excuse is first on my list.  The perfect-excuse joy is what courses through my veins when I browse the stacks in the children’s section of my local library. I can borrow whatever treasures I find there without feeling like a grizzly at a teddy bears’ picnic because I have the perfect excuse: I’m a children’s writer. Years ago my excuse was that I was the mother of a young boy who loved having bedtime stories read to him. When that excuse was no longer valid because my son had the temerity to grow up, I was forced to come up with another one. Writing for children fitted the bill. Luckily, I have not, so far, had to wrestle with a child wanting to borrow exactly the same book I had my heart set on. Of course, I’d never do that … well, not without fair warning, anyway.

The joy of language: I’ve always loved language, including learning foreign languages and music. Maybe it’s the process of decoding that I enjoy most. I think most adults forget how difficult it is for very young children to learn how to decode characters. Once they do, they often revel in the sounds of words, and word play becomes an important part of their reading material. I’m having fun playing with words as I learn to write picture books. In my stories for middle-grade readers the word play usually takes the form of a joke. Whether it’s the sound of the words, or the game of choosing exactly the right words to form a joke, language is a joy for me.

The joy of escape: Children’s literature opens up a unique world of escapism, humor, imagination, and creative freedom, which is not without its own distinctive challenges, but if you’re a challenge addict like me, you’ll welcome them. The creative rewards make this literary medium’s difficulties worth the effort of overcoming them—a joy in itself.   


Maggie Lyons is a writer and editor who was born in Wales and crossed the pond to Virginia. With no regard for the well-being of her family and neighbors, she trained as a classical pianist. Then came a career of putting rear ends on seats—that is, orchestral management, marked by reams of marketing and fundraising writing and program note scribbling for audiences whose first priority was usually to find their names in the donors’ lists. Editing for academic publishers also brought plenty of satisfaction—she admits she has a fondness for nerds—but nothing like the magic she discovered in writing fiction and nonfiction for children. Several of her articles, poetry, and a chapter book miraculously appeared in Stories for Children Magazine and knowonder! magazine. She hopes her stories encourage reluctant young readers to turn a page or two.

Her middle-grade adventure story Vin and the Dorky Duet is available as an e-book at MuseItUp Publishing’s bookstore (MuseItYoung section), on Amazon at, and as a paperback at Halo Publishing International at Her middle-grade adventure story Dewi and the Seeds of Doom will be released by as an e-book by MuseItUp Publishing in October. Halo Publishing International will release a paperback version. More information at:, and

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Official Release Day for RIPTIDE!

C'mon and celebrate with me as the confetti rains down on us.  It's finally here...Riptide's release! I'm so excited.  It's available now in ALL ebook formats directly from the publisher at a discount.  Why wait until it's up on Amazon and BN when you can get it NOW?  Good question, huh?
Here's a brief excerpt to get your juices flowing and don't forget to watch the book trailer below. 

She slipped the oversized T-shirt over her head and began working side-by-side with him. Rhythm and Blues resonated throughout the house. His legs stretched next to hers, fine dust settled in his dark hair from the meticulous work.
“I like this,” she said. 
“Like what? Manual labor?” 
It was more than that, but words escaped her. 
“I started doing all of this because I needed to keep busy, keep moving, keep my mind distracted.” He fingered the sandpaper, a distant expression on his face. Dust grayed his hair and shirt, bare feet poked out from the frayed hem of his jeans. “Have you done that? Have you purposely distracted yourself from dealing with what happened to you?”
Here we go. Serious discussion. With a sigh, she pressed her back against the cabinet opposite him, their bare feet touching in the middle of the floor. 
She didn’t want to go there—to that place of honesty that everyone from her therapist to her best friend Janet had begged her to go for months—but Austin had been right when he’d said Noah was an easy person to talk to. Despite his take-me-to-bed-and-strip-me-naked looks, he exuded compassion. 
 “Work did that for as long as possible until I couldn’ it anymore. And exercise. What is it they say? Endorphins are nature’s anti-depressants? Something like that.”
“It’s paid off.” His gaze slipped over her bare legs. 
She melted. “Well, your house looks great. Distraction has paid off for you, too.”
“I suppose it has.” His laugh reminded her of secrets and promises and whispers in the night.
“You’re a proponent of distraction then?” She crawled toward him. Consequences be damned, her hormones screamed. Fear had ruled her life for too long. She wanted her freedom back. She needed a diversion. She craved a taste of him. 
“What’re you doing?” He dropped the back of his head against the cabinet and watched her through half-closed eyes. “Don’t come any closer.”
“Why not? Are you scared?” Hands braced over his head. Boldness pumped through her. 
“Know what I find irresistible?” 
“I have an idea.” 
 “I’m a real mess, you know.” She had to say it, warn him, give him a chance to push her away.
“So am I. Together we’d be a disaster.” His fingers slid beneath the T-shirt, skimmed her bare back, and teased under the strap of the swimsuit. “Am I your distraction then? Something to keep you busy? Is that what this is about, Lauren? Do you want to use me to distract you?” 
His question stopped her from taking what she wanted. A fraction from his lips, she stared into those whiskey-colored eyes. “Maybe. Does that bother you?” 
“Probably should, if I had any sense or moral decency, but not really.” He yanked the T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside. “Last chance for you to run away, no hard feelings.”
“I’m tired of running away.” She brushed her lips against his. A taste is what she wanted, needed like oxygen. “No strings. No complications.”
“This could get complicated.” He smiled against her mouth. 
“Not if we’re clear about what we want.” With one pull, she tore those two buttons free from his shirt. Finally. Skin. “I don’t want deep or complicated. No plans. Just sex. Easy.”
“Just sex, huh?” He grabbed her ass and pulled her close. “I like easy, uncomplicated, string-free sex.”
  Their mouths met and devoured one another, tongues clashing. Her hands were in his hair, on his shoulders, skimming over his chest. She needed more, wanted more. That she barely knew him didn’t matter. What mattered was that he made her feel alive for the first time in months, that he knew about her past and didn’t give a damn. 
He rolled her onto her back, thigh slipping between hers. Their mouths never parted. The denim on his leg rubbed against her bare thigh. His weight pressed her into the plastic that covered the hard tiles. 
She arched upward, craving contact. She pulled his shirt off, her hands needing to touch the hardness of his shoulders. Touching him, tasting him, feeling his mouth on her skin and his hips pressing into hers reaffirmed that she was alive in every possible way. 
“Why do I feel like I’m going to burn in hell for this?” he asked against her open mouth.
“Now who’s over thinking things?” She tugged at his lower lip with her mouth. 

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