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More Than Lovers is now available

Today is the day!

More Than Lovers releases from Samhain.

Although this is book 2 in the More Than series, the book does stand alone, and can be read without having read More Than Friends first:

MORE THAN LOVERS: The Blurb

It was just sex…until the booty calls got serious.

More Than…Book 2

When Sarah Deacon’s new relationship comes to an unexpected end, she heads straight for the one place she can always find no-strings comfort—her neighbor’s bed. Charlie, who’s made it clear sex is all he wants, is only too happy to oblige. Hot sex with a gorgeous surfer any time she’s single and in the mood? Oh, yeah. She’s all signed up for that course.

Charlie Hudson knows he’s all wrong for the sexy geneticist. After all, what could a long-haired school dropout have in common with a classy academic? Nothing…except maybe a burning desire for her that just won’t quit no matter how often they have sex.

Sensing the breakup has damaged her self-worth, Charlie cooks up a plan to introduce her to three “appropriate” men who’ll show her she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. But when his matchmaking begins to work too well, he realizes there’s only one thing worse than not having her in his bed. Losing the chance to make her his forever.

Warning: One blond-haired, blue-eyed surfer dude + red-hot booty calls = a book you will not be able to put down (unless you plan to go surfing…or jump your guy.)

More Than Lovers is available now from Samhain, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Kobo (or your favorite ebookstore.)

And now, just coz I love how these three covers look together, I present the three More Than books:

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Jess

Two To Tango releases in print

(With apologies for the late notification. Life got in the way of promoting this last week.)

Two To Tango, the second anthology written by Lorelei James, Jayne Rylon and myself, is now available as a print book.

Check it out:

The bestselling authors of Three’s Company show that sometimes it only takes two to tango…

Ballroom Blitz by Lorelei James

Rock drummer Jon White Feather is home from tour to reassess his music career. When his shy niece begs him to take a ballroom dancing class, Jon agrees, aware he’s no Fred Astaire. Still, it stings when his sexy-hot instructor, Maggie Buchanan, tells him he has no rhythm. Now Jon is ready to prove he can rock his body—and hers—on more than just the dance floor.

Where There’s Smoke by Jayne Rylon

When Logan switches on the news to witness his childhood friend Kyana pulling his uncle from a burning house, he rushes home to help his uncle rebuild. But before his hammer hits the first nail, sparks are flying. The heat between him and Kyana melts old affection into a completely new—and combustible—relationship.

A Touch of Confidence by Jess Dee

Jack’s supposed to keep the family business on course while his grandfather is in the hospital, but his first act is to rent a shop to the wrong tenant. Now he’s faced with beautiful, Amazon warrior of a woman who’s demanding satisfaction. He’d love to give it to her, but his idea of satisfaction has nothing to do with business…

Warning: Couples bump and grind, turn combustible, and even quote Shakespeare in explicit, erotic detail.

Two To Tango is available now from Samhain Publishing, Barnes and Noble and Amazon.

Jess

In two minds

(And posted on two blogs. This one and International Heat.)

Okay, here’s where things get tough.

I have two more upcoming releases, and this is my last day to blog at International Heat.

So, do I choose to tell you about Two To Tango, the print anthology, written by myself, Lorelei James & Jayne Rylon, or do I let you in on a top-secret project that I absolutely should not be speaking about?

ARGH! Decisions, decisions.

OK…how about this solution: I post the cover and links to Two To Tango, as well as a link to an excerpt from my novella in the antho, AND post an excerpt from the super secret project I shouldn’t be speaking about?

1) Two To Tango:

This anthology features the novellas A Touch Of Confidence, by me, Ballroom Blitz by Lorelei and Where There’s Smoke, by Jayne. It releases on the 3rd of September, and you can pre-order your copies at Samhain, Amazon and Barnes & Noble. You can also read an excerpt from A Touch of Confidence here.

2) The Super Secret project I shouldn’t be talking about

Okay, so because I can’t speak about it, all I’m gonna do is give you a little unedited excerpt from the project. It comes from a book I wrote called Hunter Valley Hunger. Oh, and I’m sorry. I couldn’t resist. I slipped back into old habits, and chose the first kiss scene.

Enjoy.

HUNTER VALLEY HUNGER

An unedited excerpt

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Lily would have stumbled in surprise had her mouth not been plastered to the hottest, most pliable set of lips she’d ever had the pleasure of kissing.

And pleasure was the key word here. Sharp tingles of delight skittered up her back and down again, touching the length of her spine, creating a pool of ecstasy so sublime it reached all the way down to her toes. Blood raced through her veins, sizzling from the heat of Angus’s mouth.

Angus—whose very presence at her home every morning made sleep impossible. How could she hope to get a decent night’s rest when at least every second minute alone in the dark was spent anticipating his early morning arrivals? Then there was the late afternoon torture—or delight, depending how she looked at it—when she got home to find him working shirtless in her garden, muscles rippling as he dug or planted. More than once she’d watched a bead of sweat slip down his spine or chest and been forced to find an icy drink…to cool herself down.

It took a second to find her bearings, to realize that one of the two men she’d fantasized about endlessly now kissed her. And then she lost herself to the moment. Relaxed against his massive chest, opened her lips to his probing tongue and kissed him back, savoring the hints of wine on his breath.

His tongue glided over her own with a demanding, velvety heat, and lust exploded in Lily’s belly.

Angus wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close, molding her body to his. Instinctively she pushed up on her toes, giving herself more height. God, he was enormous. The hours spent reshaping gardens had gifted him with a chest and stomach as hard as a brick wall. And he smelt so good. Like a man should smell. Soapy, clean and earthy.

She pressed her breasts against all that muscle, loving how her nipples tightened and tingled at the contact. In return, Angus twisted his hips, lining his cock against Lily stomach and rocking his hips.

Where those violins playing? Stars swimming before her eyes? Or was the unexpected taste of Angus Lowe enough to make her high as a kite?

Lily curled her hand around his neck and tucked her fingers into his thick brown hair, pulling him a little closer so she could gorge on the cabernet that flavored his mouth. The no-nonsense, audacious character of the wine rolled over her taste buds—deep red, aromatic and complex, just like the landscaper. Rich, fruity notes of cherries and currants melded together with the herby taste of olives, and tangoed with spicy notes of ginger and pepper.

Long, greedy sips told Lily she’d been mistaken. The delectable taste wasn’t wine at all. It was the unique, individual tang of a unique, individual man.

Angus Lowe may typify a salt of the earth kind of a guy. He may look like a magnificent eucalyptus—solid, strong and beautiful, but he tasted better than the finest bottle of red. Years spent maturing in a cask could not improve on his flavor.

Yet even as his kiss muddled her senses, worry clung to the edges of her mind.

Yes, kissing Angus might be the closest to heaven Lily ever got, but something wasn’t right. Something told her to stop.

Not instinct. Uh, no, instinct told her to drag the guy home, lock the bedroom door and spend the rest of the weekend doing very naughty things to him.

No, that something was a vague feeling of…betrayal.

Ah. Of course.

Reality washed over her like cold water.

Loathe to break the kiss, yet left with little alternative, Lily dropped her heels to the ground, a useless attempt to put some distance between them.

Angus didn’t seem to mind. He just leaned in and continued kissing her. Lily didn’t mind either. Not with the glorious strains of those violins playing every time his tongue slid over hers.

Wait. Yes, she did mind. Should mind.

Blake…

With an anguished sigh, she clasped his cheeks in her hands, stilled his face and pulled her mouth from his. Reluctantly. Oh, so reluctantly…

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Okay, so Hunter Valley Heat will be available soon. I just can’t tell you any more than that. Yet. But soon. I promise.

Jess

Is it getting hot in here?

(Yet another post copied off the International Heat Blog.)

The third new release I have coming up is the third book in the More Than series, More Than Words.

While writing the book, I knew it was gonna be sweeter than the first two. Yep, it’s definitely erotic romance, but not quite so steamy and graphic. In fact, I kind had it in my head to market it as a “Sweet romance.”

So a couple of days ago I sent it to reader friend to preview, warning her it was sweet, and she emailed back almost immediately saying:

“OMG, Jess! You call this a sweet book? It’s damn HOT! Only half way done but these naughty emails are burning up my iPad.”

I guess i was wrong.

So wanna know what naughty emails my friend was talking about?

Read on ahead for one.

MORE THAN WORDS

More Than…Bo0k 3

He’s just seen the one thing that was meant for her eyes only.

An Excerpt:

Careful to leave the TO: box blank—because she had no intention of ever sending this particular letter—she got straight to work on the content, knowing it would be deleted as soon as she finished writing it.

Dear Sam,

And just like that, Molly’s fingers were flying over her keyboard, the thoughts coming faster than she could type.

I think it’s time you knew how I really feel. Perhaps once you know, you’ll understand why I’m addressing you as Sam and not Dr. Sherman. Under the circumstances “doctor” sounds a little, well, formal.

Don’t get me wrong. I do think of you as a doctor. The best doctor in Sydney, as your patients and their parents will agree. And after what you did for Mickey, you should be awarded a Nobel Prize. But this letter isn’t about your ability as a medical expert. It’s a little more…intimate than that.

You may want to brace yourself, Sam. I’m about to get very personal.

The truth is, when I think about you, my body forgets you’re a doctor. It forgets I’m your receptionist too. When I think about you, work of any kind ceases to exist. What I imagine is way more personal, way more intimate and way more…erotic.

Thoughts of you make me all shivery inside. My stomach does these crazy flip-flops and my breasts begin to ache. Don’t worry. There’s no cause for concern. When I say ache, I mean it in the best way. As in my breasts become all tender and sensitive, and my nipples tighten into hard beads that need to be touched. And kissed. Licked too. And even nibbled. Tiny bites would always be appreciated.

The thought of you leaning over my chest, your tongue leaving silvery hot streaks of yumminess on my nipples as you lick them…

Phew. There are tons of shivers now, all of them racing up my spine.

Molly took a deep breath and looked up, checking to see the rooms were still empty. It would do her no good whatsoever if Sam or his first patient arrived without her noticing.

She needn’t have worried. All was quiet. It was still too early for Sam’s rounds to be over or for the first patient appointment.

Consumed by her words, she returned her attention to the letter. She wished she could say the writing was cathartic, wished it could ease her blatant jealousy of Sarah the surfer. But it wasn’t, and it didn’t. And to top it off, the writing was making her horny.

Oh, God. Now I’ve gone and done it. Gotten all turned on from writing to you.

Can you picture that, Sam? I’m sitting in the chair you bought me (because you said it was chiropractor-approved and good for my posture) and squirming because I’m getting excited.

You’re not surprised, are you? Haven’t you guessed how I feel about you? Don’t my huge puppy eyes give me away every time I look in your direction?

I try to hide it. Try to act professionally, but there are moments when you say something or you smile or you look at me in that intense way you sometimes look at me, and that’s all it takes to get the shivers going again.

I’m imagining you looking at me now. Your gaze makes me want you to touch me. You know how I mentioned you licking and kissing my breasts? Well, I’d hate for you to think I might not be interested in feeling your mouth anywhere else on my body. And by anywhere else, I mean down there! Between my legs.

I dream about you licking my pussy.

Are you shocked?

That word sounds so…dirty. So naughty. But that’s what happens when I think about you. All these dirty, naughty thoughts cram into my mind. They make my pussy tingle and then I get all wet.

That’s my fantasy, Sam, and it has been for a while now. Well, it’s one of my many fantasies anyway. You going down on me. Burying your face between my legs and licking my pussy until I scream—or cry—with relief.

I’d probably cry. Not because I’d be sad. (How could I possibly be sad with your head buried between my legs?) But because I’ve felt this way for so long, the reality of you kissing me there—or anywhere for that matter—would be overwhelming.

It would be like all my birthday wishes finally coming true.

Any chance of you fulfilling those wishes? I’d have to warn you though, my coming on your tongue is not the only wish I have where you’re involved. There are so many it would take a lifetime to act them all out.

But you know what I’d like the most? A kiss from you.

A sweet kiss, on my lips, so I finally get to taste your mouth and feel your tongue against mine. I would love to kiss you, Sam. Soft, sweet kisses to delight, and long, deep kisses to arouse. And all the other kisses in between. I want to try them all with you. Before you’ve kissed my pussy…and after.

I know these fantasies will never come true. Know you’ll never actually read this letter, so you’ll never l know how badly I want you to kiss me. How badly I want you, full stop. But that’s okay. Kinda.

I’m happy to sit here and imagine…

All my love and kisses,

Molly

 

P.S. It’s my birthday on Friday. I’ll be twenty-seven. Can you imagine how cool it would be if you made all my birthday wishes come true?

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So, sweet? Or not so?

Waddya think?

More Than Words releases on the 12th of Nov, and is available now for pre-order from Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Jess

Keeping the temperature soaring…

(Yep, this is also posted on International Heat.)

Since I posted a hot excerpt for More Than Lovers, I feel it’s only right to continue the trend with my October release, the third book in the Speed series, Rhythm Of My Heart.

But before I do, I thought I’d share the video of the song that inspired this book. I must have listened to it hundreds of times while writing, and each time, I fell a little more in love with both the song and the book. The song reflects the book perfectly!

RHYTHM OF MY HEART

Speed, Book 3

He rocks every woman’s world, but his heart beats only for her.

An Excerpt:

Silky, soft, slick.

Fu-uck! She tasted good.

“Zachary.” Eve squealed his name. Not a loud squeal. Not even a high-pitched one. Just a yelp that made his balls draw tight and his cock stiffen uncomfortably.

“Mm?” He couldn’t talk. His mouth was full, his tongue busy. He’d buried his head between Eve’s legs and greedily helped himself to a serving of her pussy.

“That’s… You—! Oh, God.”

She gave up trying to form coherent sentences and bent her legs, spreading her thighs as creamed honey spilled on his tongue and spurred something primal in his chest.

Yeah, he lapped at her hungrily, loving the way her clit swelled against his lips and her slick folds invited deeper exploration. But he wanted more. He wanted everything from her. Zachary had an unshakable desire to stake his claim on her body and make her his, wholly and completely.

The idea of sliding his dick home, of burying himself in her heat and becoming one with her did crazy things to his blood pressure.

The physical side of his need he could comprehend. Feverish lust gripped him, throwing him headfirst into an unexpected infatuation with the gorgeous makeup artist. The emotional side he couldn’t. In his wildest fantasies he hadn’t imagined himself craving the company and the taste of any woman other than his redheaded destiny.

But Eve. Jesus, Eve was changing all the rules, changing the game. Zachary couldn’t even focus on the redhead with any clarity. Didn’t want to. Not while his mouth covered the most intimate, most secret, most delicious part of this tiny woman.

He lost himself to the flavor of her passion. Creamy. Sweet. A little salty. Her pussy had just hit number one on his list of temptations. A man could grow addicted to her taste. One lick would never be enough. Perhaps a sample once a day for the rest of his life might work. Okay, twice a day. Three times even.

It’d be worth it. Her essence could replace food. It would sustain him. Nourish him.

He stopped thinking and gave himself over to the gratification of licking her. Sucking on her clit. Kissing her pussy. Gorging on her.

 Take your time, Zachary. Appreciate what you have before you.

Fuck, it was impossible. He couldn’t go slow, couldn’t take his time. He just needed to taste her. All of her. Make her scream with raw need. Rake her nails down his back with blistering desire. Make her come on his tongue, over and over again.

Eve writhed on the bed, shivers rippling up her legs, making them quiver against his arms.

He loved it. Grew fucking high on her response, her taste.

He placed his hands beneath her ass, filled his palms with two firm butt cheeks and lifted her higher so he could worship more of her.

He flattened his tongue against her slit and licked her from her pussy lips to her clit and back down again.

Eve squealed. Her nails dug into his shoulders and she pushed her groin harder against her mouth.

Zachary licked her again and again, loving the warmth beneath his tongue, the slick heat, the tight nub, the way her shivering increased until she trembled against his face.

And still he licked steadily, squeezing her buttocks, heady from her scent and her reaction.

“Oh, God…Zachary. I’m going to… Can’t stop. I…I! Oh, God. Oh, my fucking God.”

 Ah, Jesus. He wasn’t sure he could survive this. Wasn’t sure he could escape her release unscathed. Already she’d reached a part of him he’d never let a woman reach before. If she gave him everything, he might be forced to return her gift—with his heart.

Rhythm Of My Heart releases on the 8th of Oct, and is available for pre-order now at Samhain, Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Jess

Let’s ramp up the heat a little

(As posted over at International Heat )

As I said last night, I’m gonna post some excerpts from my upcoming releases this week.

But before I do that, I just wanna wish Mari Carr a very, very happy birthday.

And point out to whomever will listen that Mari is older than me. (Okay, so it may just be by a few months, but still…)

I would also like to let you know that the fabulous RG Alexander is gonna be visiting (The International Heat Blog) this week. She’s our Friday Friend. (YAY!) Plus, we have two releases at International Heat, from Bianca and Mari. (They’ll tell you all about them tomorrow.)

But now, let’s get back to excerpt thingy I promised.

I considered posting my fave part of every book – the first kiss. But then I changed my mind. See, it is freezing in Sydney today, and I think we all need to warm up a little. So let’s go for a hotter scene. Waddya  say?

First book up, my next release:

MORE THAN LOVERS:

Book 2 in the More Than Series

It was just sex…until the booty calls got serious.

Excerpt:

He wanted inside her.

How could he not? Being inside her was the best part of every week. And after visiting her last night he’d feared he might never have the opportunity to be inside her again. Sarah had been seriously interested in Saint Sebastian. So much so, Charlie had hated him without ever laying eyes on the guy.

Shit, Charlie had it bad for Sarah. Really, really bad.

He stepped back from her greedy mouth, grimacing with the effort it took to draw away, and almost changed his mind when her moan of protest echoed through his ears.

“Hush, beautiful. I’m not going far.”

Just as far as onto the couch, on his knees, straddling her chest. She wriggled down and grinned feverishly as he offered her his dick, her green gaze glued to his swollen shaft.

“Suck it, Sar. I wanna see those pink lips swallow me down.”

And then her hands were on his ass, pushing him forward, closer to her mouth. She didn’t bother with niceties. Didn’t stop to swirl her tongue around the tip of his cock as she sometimes did. Didn’t lick him from root to tip, which she knew blew his mind. She just parted her lips, tilted her head, and swallowed him, like he’d ask.

“Ah, fuck.” Forget blowing his mind, he about blew his load the second his cockhead touched the back of her throat.

He had no idea how she did that, how she managed not to choke, but Christ, he was grateful. Grateful and desperate. He had to scrunch his eyes shut and concentrate intensely on not coming. Had to bite down on his cheek hard enough to cause pain, dig his nails into the soft leather of the couch and clench his jaw. His free hand almost crushed the condom, and he made a concerted effort to relax his fingers.

That condom was going to be used. No point destroying it now—no matter how damn good her mouth felt. No matter how incredibly sensual she looked, bobbing her head up and down his dick.

“Sure you don’t wanna marry me, Sar?”

She let him slide from her mouth slowly and gave a low, raspy laugh that reverberated all the way down his spine. “Let me know when marriage moves to the top of your list. Maybe I’ll reconsider then.”

And there it was. The sensational slide of her tongue from the root of his cock to the tip. He had to catch his breath before he could explain. “I’m not just asking because of the Brazilian, you know.”

“I know. It’s because—according to you—I give the best damn head this side of the equator.” She licked him again.

“Both sides of the equator,” he corrected. In truth, the Brazilian and the blow jobs had nothing to do with the real reason he now joked about marriage. Nothing at all. Although they were both an undeniable bonus. “Think you’d ever have given Sebastian a blow job as good as this one?”

“I’ll never know.” She shrugged and swirled that wicked tongue around his cockhead. Beads of pre-come leaked from his shaft, and she moaned softly as she tasted them.

Fuck, chills raced up his spine. “Think he tastes as good as I do?” Charlie knew she loved the taste of his cock. She told him as much often.

“No one tastes as good as you.” And to prove her point she swallowed him whole again, feasting on him.

More Than Lovers releases on the 10th of Sep.

You can pre-order your copy at Samhain, Amazon or Barnes & Noble.

Jess

Tropical Haze releases today

The long awaited print version of Bandicoot Cove: The Wedding is finally available in print.

The three red-hot, contemporary, Australian e-novellas by Lexxie Couper, Sami Lee and myself have been beautifully packaged into one print book – Tropical Haze.

Afternoon Rhapsody by Jess Dee As Bianca puts her pending divorce aside to enjoy her brother’s wedding, she unexpectedly falls in lust with Brody, a gorgeous man who’s also getting a divorce. However, personal revelations change what they thought they knew about their troubled pasts. And suddenly they wonder if it’s possible to move on.

Sunset Heat by Lexxie Couper Kennedy never thought she’d see Luke again, much less be standing in front of him naked. Not only does he still light her fire, but so does his rake of a cousin. Luke fell for Kennedy months ago, yet he can’t stop thinking about sharing her with Addison. And Addison is shocked that he wants to know Kennedy on all levels—even the emotional kind. But desire this hot could destroy any hope of real happiness.

Moonlight Mirage by Sami Lee At her friend’s wedding, Hayley is forced to face the former boss whose rejection sent her packing. Mitch still makes her burn. Trouble is, she already has a date. Mitch knows pushing his former intern away was a mistake. Hayley’s “plus one” is an unexpected obstacle. Luckily, Mitch has never shied away from a little competition…

Warnings: There’s something about the air on this island that makes you do crazy things…like fall in love. Have wild monkey sex. Indulge in a threesome, exhibitionism, voyeurism, and a few other “isms” on the side. Best read with a frozen margarita in hand.

So if you haven’t had a chance to visit this gorgeous tropical island complete with luxury hotel and air that’ll make you fall in love…now’s your chance.

Tropical Haze is available from Samhain, Amazon, The Book Depository, Barnes & Noble or Aussie readers might want to try Booktopia

Jess

The trip to Alaska

It’s taken a while to post, but here it is finally. A little synopsis of our trip to Alaska (As posted at the Down Under Divas):

May I just say it was the trip of a lifetime? An incredible experience that I will treasure forever.

Before I left I said if I saw whales, bald eagles and bears, I’d be happy.

Well, I can tell you, not only am I happy, I am thrilled. And delighted and enthralled and stoked and euphoric. I saw them all. And so much more.

Let’s do this through a series of pics:

1) Bald eagles. Cool images, huh? And very close up. They were taken in Mt Mckinley, our first intro to the eagles. Two were brought to the lodge where we stayed, one an immature eagle that had been injured, rehabilitated – and set free before our eyes. And the other an adult who’d been rescued but could not fly and therefore could not be released. Her carer gave an incredibly detailed talk about bald eagles, teaching me a ton of stuff.

These weren’t the only eagles we saw. We saw hundreds in the wild. Honestly. HUNDREDS. Although lots of them live in Alaska year round, others had come to feast on the millions of salmon that had begun their run upstream to spawn.

(BTW – Even though Mt Mckinley is the biggest mountain in North America, we didn’t get to see a speck of it. It was covered in cloud! I’m still not convinced it even exists. I suspect it’s just an old Athabaskan legend…)

Then there were the whales. I swear I would have been content seeing a humpback or two. (Which we did see. Some while standing on the deck of the cruise ship, looking over the side. And another on a whale watching tour. How cool is the fluke below? Hubby got a series of action shots of the tail coming out the water, sticking up and then disappearing under.)

But it was the pod of killer whales that swam past us that almost stopped my heart beating. That was something I had dreamed of seeing but never imagined I would. I was so awestruck I might have cried a little when I saw that 6-foot fin in the water for the first time.

Then there was the bear. Okay, you need to understand, we’ve never seen bears in the wild. There are no bears in Australia – or South Africa for that matter. And every day trip we did, we were told – “Look out for bears, you never know when you might see one.” By day ten of our eleven day trip through Alaska we hadn’t seen any. NONE!  Then in Ketchikan we did a zip-lining adventure in the 2cnd biggest temperate rain forest in the world. It was stunning. And loads of fun. (Yep, that’s Mr 12 on one of the zip-lines.) As we stood on one of the platforms high in the trees, I was moaning to Mr Dee that we’d never see a bear, and all the warnings were just false advertising… when movement caught my eye. And there it was. A black bear right beneath us. A heartstoppingly exciting moment for sure. (The poor kids are totally peeved. They had already zip-lined through to the next platform a good 200 meters away, and missed it.)

And then there were the glaciers.

Can I just say…”WOW”! Exquisitely beautiful. And blue. How on earth did I not know glaciers were blue???

This pic above is taken on our approach to the Hubbard Glacier. It was frigidly cold – in the middle of summer – and icebergs surrounded the ship for mile upon mile.

This image above is of Marjorie Glacier, in Glacier Bay – possibly one of the most beautiful places on earth.

And this piccie above was taken as we flew over the Mendenhall Glacier in Juneau.

The two photos below were taken while riding the train from Denali down to Whittier, where we boarded the ship. The train ride took 9 hours, and was so unbelievably beautiful I never wanted it to end:

I could bore you for hours more with details about the trip… (Hubby took over 700 photographs) but I won’t subject you to that.

Suffice it to say I had the time of my life!

Jess

Sex Scene Championships

Just head on over to Scorching Book Reviews now to play.

Jess

I’m off sailing the seven seas

(As posted at the Down Under Divas)

Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration. I’m just sailing down one ocean, and even then, just a small way down the ocean.

But it is a part of the ocean I’ve always dreamed of sailing down – the one adjacent to Alaska.

The Sapphire Princess – the boat we’ll be cruising on.

As you read this, I’m on my dream trip – a cruise through the glacial passage of Alaska. But that’s not all we’re doing. We’re taking a three day land tour of Alaska too, exploring Mt McKinley and Denali Park. In fact – today, the 4th of July, we are flying around some of the peaks of Mt McKinley and landing on a glacier!

Honestly, I’ve waited my whole life to take this trip, and when DH finally agreed, it was like all my birthday wishes had come true.

Here’s what I’m most excited about:

The wildlife. Whales, bears and bald eagles? If I see one of each I will be delighted. More than one? In seventh heaven.

It takes a while to get to Alaska from Sydney, so we thought we’d break the trip in Seattle. Never been before, but the Boeing factory is there, and since Mr Dee and Mr 8 are both obsessed with flying and airplanes, we decided it would be an awesome place to stop. (And no, it’s not lost on me that Seattle is also the home of Starbucks coffee. Is it terrible to confess I’m more excited about that than the Boeing factory?)

And the final cherry on the top is the family we’ll be touring with. We’re meeting DH’s parents, sisters, BILs, and some of our nieces and nephews – all of whom live in Canada.

A very special holiday indeed.

Forgive me if you don’t hear from me a while. I’m soaking up every second of this trip!

Jess

PS – wishing all my America friends a happy 4th of July.