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July 30, 2013
Author Spotlight Tuesday - Anne Kane
Boxers or briefs?
No contest at all. I love a man in briefs. Or out of them J
Favorite position to write?
My favorite position? What a naughty question! Oh, to write. Well that would have to be lounging on the sofa with my laptop, my feet up on the big leather ottoman and the dog snuggled up beside me. Funny how a person gets used to things. I find it harder to concentrate when trying to write somewhere else!
Favorite kink to write?
I like writing light BDSM. Nothing hardcore, but just a little bit of restraint, a little bit of playing with some of the various toys available in that lifestyle. I think it appeals to me because of the total trust that needs to exist between the Dom and the sub in that kind of relationship.
Tattoos or piercings?
While I have nothing against the various piercings that people use to express themselves, I have seen some gorgeous tattoos. The artistic ability of the tattoo artists is truly phenomenal. I especially like dragon tattoos. No deep or dark reason, I just like them.
Cut, uncut or I love them all?
Love them all. Not a whole lot more I can say about that. I just love them all.
What's your favorite thing about Private Skirmish?
Private Skirmish is the first in a series about a band of Mercenaries set on post-apocolyptic Earth. I love writing series and I love writing about groups of people who support each other, and are there for each other no matter what. The mercenaries in this series have their own set of values and they would fight to the death to defend them or each other.
What do you do when the woman you love is up for auction? Make sure you’re the highest bidder!
When her little sister disappears, Dee vows to find her. She follows a lead to Loden Province but is picked up by Government troops and convicted of crossing provincial borders without a permit. The punishment? She is sent to be sold at auction.
As the auctioneer calls for bids, she hears a voice from her past. Kaeden! The lover she ran out on in order to raise her little sister. He's found her again, and he has no intention of letting her escape a second time. He and his band of mercenaries will do whatever it takes to reunite the sisters and keep them safe.
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“Is this really necessary? I feel like I’m naked, and that’s not very reassuring when we’re heading out on a mission.” Dee frowned at her reflection in the mirror.
Kaeden felt the corner of his mouth twitch with the effort not to grin as he admired the way the synthetic material clung to her slender form. She was right. The tight material made her slender figure look even more tempting than if she were totally unclothed. There was something to be said about leaving a little bit to the imagination. Right now he could imagine how the soft mounds of her breasts would feel beneath his hands.
His cock swelled behind the restricting material of his jeans, and he gave an inward sigh. It felt like he’d been walking about with a massive hard-on ever since he’d seen her picture up on that auction site. It didn’t matter how many times they’d had sex in the past week, he still wanted her with the unbridled enthusiasm of a teenager with his first crush.
Walking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled the soft skin of her neck. “You know it is. These guys don’t see women as anything other than entertainment or broodmares. If you want to come with us you have to look like you belong to the team, and I mean that literally. The target will underestimate you if you look like just another slave girl.”
Dee sighed heavily, leaning back against him and causing his cock to jump eagerly. “I know. I just don’t like it.”
Kaeden nibbled the skin of her neck, just where it disappeared under the bright blue material. “You keep rubbing against me like that, I’ll take this damn suit off myself.”
Dee turned in the circle of his arms and ran one hand down his chest to the waistband of his pants. “You know it’s going to take Jackson a bit of time to get the equipment on the Hummer tuned into the all province system. I bet we have enough time for me to take care of this pesky little problem for you.” She fondled the growing lump through the tough material of his pants, and the curve of her lip was sheer seductive magic.
Kaeden raised his eyebrows. “Little problem? I hardly think that qualifies as little or a problem. I seem to recall you being quite happy with the results last night.”
Dee grinned. “Perhaps I’ve underestimated the issue. Let’s take a look.” She quickly unzipped his pants, and squatted to skim them and his shorts down over his hips.
Kaeden groaned as his cock sprang free. The woman had no scruples, but damn that felt good!
Dee sank back on her knees, tracing a line down his aching shaft from the tip to the tangle of curls at the base. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed this.”
He begged to differ. He couldn’t begin to count the number of nights he’d tossed and turned, unable to sleep without her warm presence by his side. When he had managed to close his eyes, the nightmares had haunted him. Dreams of her being hurt, hunted, abused by the multitudes of monsters that haunted their post-apocalyptic world. Not knowing where she was had been pure torture. She was his whole world, even though he’d never admitted it to her, and he’d failed to keep her safely at his side.
He wasn’t about to let that happen again. He would do whatever it took to make sure she stayed with him. If she needed to go rescue her sister, the team would make sure that happened. “You might have to take that suit off after all.” He tugged the material down over her shoulders.
Without a word, Dee stood and shrugged out of the outfit with a sensual grace that sent his lust spiralling even higher. The soft smile that curved her lips let him know that she knew the effect the sight of her naked body had on him.
Dropping back to her knees, she gently cupped his balls, squeezing the sensitive sac gently. Tongues of liquid heat roared through him. He closed his eyes, winding his fingers in her long hair as waves of lust swept him up. Peeking up at him from under her lashes, Dee wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, her tongue tracing the slit in the center.
Passion flared between them, raw and hot. It had always been this way. Out of control. Flaring instantly at a glance, a touch. She slid her tongue along the bulging vein that ran the length of his cock, and then slid the head into her mouth and began to suck.
Kaeden growled low in his throat, not even trying to control his reactions as he rocked his hips, fucking her face while she worked her way up and down his stiff shaft. This is what mattered. Him. Her. Them.
Anne Kane's Webpage
No contest at all. I love a man in briefs. Or out of them J
Favorite position to write?
My favorite position? What a naughty question! Oh, to write. Well that would have to be lounging on the sofa with my laptop, my feet up on the big leather ottoman and the dog snuggled up beside me. Funny how a person gets used to things. I find it harder to concentrate when trying to write somewhere else!
Favorite kink to write?
I like writing light BDSM. Nothing hardcore, but just a little bit of restraint, a little bit of playing with some of the various toys available in that lifestyle. I think it appeals to me because of the total trust that needs to exist between the Dom and the sub in that kind of relationship.
Tattoos or piercings?
While I have nothing against the various piercings that people use to express themselves, I have seen some gorgeous tattoos. The artistic ability of the tattoo artists is truly phenomenal. I especially like dragon tattoos. No deep or dark reason, I just like them.
Cut, uncut or I love them all?
Love them all. Not a whole lot more I can say about that. I just love them all.
What's your favorite thing about Private Skirmish?
Private Skirmish is the first in a series about a band of Mercenaries set on post-apocolyptic Earth. I love writing series and I love writing about groups of people who support each other, and are there for each other no matter what. The mercenaries in this series have their own set of values and they would fight to the death to defend them or each other.
What do you do when the woman you love is up for auction? Make sure you’re the highest bidder!
When her little sister disappears, Dee vows to find her. She follows a lead to Loden Province but is picked up by Government troops and convicted of crossing provincial borders without a permit. The punishment? She is sent to be sold at auction.
As the auctioneer calls for bids, she hears a voice from her past. Kaeden! The lover she ran out on in order to raise her little sister. He's found her again, and he has no intention of letting her escape a second time. He and his band of mercenaries will do whatever it takes to reunite the sisters and keep them safe.
buy link also at ARE, B&N and Amazon
“Is this really necessary? I feel like I’m naked, and that’s not very reassuring when we’re heading out on a mission.” Dee frowned at her reflection in the mirror.
Kaeden felt the corner of his mouth twitch with the effort not to grin as he admired the way the synthetic material clung to her slender form. She was right. The tight material made her slender figure look even more tempting than if she were totally unclothed. There was something to be said about leaving a little bit to the imagination. Right now he could imagine how the soft mounds of her breasts would feel beneath his hands.
His cock swelled behind the restricting material of his jeans, and he gave an inward sigh. It felt like he’d been walking about with a massive hard-on ever since he’d seen her picture up on that auction site. It didn’t matter how many times they’d had sex in the past week, he still wanted her with the unbridled enthusiasm of a teenager with his first crush.
Walking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled the soft skin of her neck. “You know it is. These guys don’t see women as anything other than entertainment or broodmares. If you want to come with us you have to look like you belong to the team, and I mean that literally. The target will underestimate you if you look like just another slave girl.”
Dee sighed heavily, leaning back against him and causing his cock to jump eagerly. “I know. I just don’t like it.”
Kaeden nibbled the skin of her neck, just where it disappeared under the bright blue material. “You keep rubbing against me like that, I’ll take this damn suit off myself.”
Dee turned in the circle of his arms and ran one hand down his chest to the waistband of his pants. “You know it’s going to take Jackson a bit of time to get the equipment on the Hummer tuned into the all province system. I bet we have enough time for me to take care of this pesky little problem for you.” She fondled the growing lump through the tough material of his pants, and the curve of her lip was sheer seductive magic.
Kaeden raised his eyebrows. “Little problem? I hardly think that qualifies as little or a problem. I seem to recall you being quite happy with the results last night.”
Dee grinned. “Perhaps I’ve underestimated the issue. Let’s take a look.” She quickly unzipped his pants, and squatted to skim them and his shorts down over his hips.
Kaeden groaned as his cock sprang free. The woman had no scruples, but damn that felt good!
Dee sank back on her knees, tracing a line down his aching shaft from the tip to the tangle of curls at the base. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed this.”
He begged to differ. He couldn’t begin to count the number of nights he’d tossed and turned, unable to sleep without her warm presence by his side. When he had managed to close his eyes, the nightmares had haunted him. Dreams of her being hurt, hunted, abused by the multitudes of monsters that haunted their post-apocalyptic world. Not knowing where she was had been pure torture. She was his whole world, even though he’d never admitted it to her, and he’d failed to keep her safely at his side.
He wasn’t about to let that happen again. He would do whatever it took to make sure she stayed with him. If she needed to go rescue her sister, the team would make sure that happened. “You might have to take that suit off after all.” He tugged the material down over her shoulders.
Without a word, Dee stood and shrugged out of the outfit with a sensual grace that sent his lust spiralling even higher. The soft smile that curved her lips let him know that she knew the effect the sight of her naked body had on him.
Dropping back to her knees, she gently cupped his balls, squeezing the sensitive sac gently. Tongues of liquid heat roared through him. He closed his eyes, winding his fingers in her long hair as waves of lust swept him up. Peeking up at him from under her lashes, Dee wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, her tongue tracing the slit in the center.
Passion flared between them, raw and hot. It had always been this way. Out of control. Flaring instantly at a glance, a touch. She slid her tongue along the bulging vein that ran the length of his cock, and then slid the head into her mouth and began to suck.
Kaeden growled low in his throat, not even trying to control his reactions as he rocked his hips, fucking her face while she worked her way up and down his stiff shaft. This is what mattered. Him. Her. Them.
Anne Kane's Webpage
July 29, 2013
My God It's Monday!
Oh yeah, it's a Monday - and where exactly did the day go?
Shibari Auction House: James will be out on Thursday!
James paid seventy-five thousand dollars for a week of Leaf's time. But Leaf is falling for James and wants what's between them to be real, so he returns the money, much to James's disbelief, and joy.
Can what started as a transaction turn into a happily ever after for James and Leaf? Find out in this continuation of Shibari Auction House: Leaf.
That's about all I've got today...
Tomorrow's Tuesday Author Spotlight is Anne Kane.
Shibari Auction House: James will be out on Thursday!
James paid seventy-five thousand dollars for a week of Leaf's time. But Leaf is falling for James and wants what's between them to be real, so he returns the money, much to James's disbelief, and joy.
Can what started as a transaction turn into a happily ever after for James and Leaf? Find out in this continuation of Shibari Auction House: Leaf.
That's about all I've got today...
Tomorrow's Tuesday Author Spotlight is Anne Kane.
July 28, 2013
A Hitched weekend
I was at Dawn's Reading Nook yesterday, talking about Hitched and Marcus and Jim's history.
I was also guesting on the Outrageous Girls blog yesterday, also talking about Hitched.
Speaking of Hitched, it's currently #8 on the ARE Bestseller list! Thank you!
I was also guesting on the Outrageous Girls blog yesterday, also talking about Hitched.
Speaking of Hitched, it's currently #8 on the ARE Bestseller list! Thank you!
July 25, 2013
Hitched now out!
I was going to shout this one from the rooftops yesterday, but I got a tummy bug and spent the day away from my computer. So not how I had planned... But I'm better today so:
Hitched is out!
The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?
Jim asked Marcus to marry him on Valentine's Day and his master said yes. That should have been the hard part, right? Jim goes into full perfectionist mode, though, wanting everything to be just right for his master, and soon he's stressed and unhappy.
When the planning also interferes with Marcus and Jim's usual routine, miscommunication and misunderstandings follow. Is a wedding really worth all the aggravation?
You can buy it here.
There's a pg excerpt here.
Marcus smiled back, squeezing his ass hard, making his skin tingle. Jim wiggled his ass back and forth, playing, teasing. Laughing, Marcus let go of his ass and grabbed his t-shirt, dragging it up over his head.
"I had company!" The rules allowed for shirts when there was company.
"Your company is gone now." Marcus traced his tattoos, fingers plucking at his nipples, pinching them around their rings.
"Uh-huh." He arched into the touches, begging for more.
Bending, Marcus took one of his nipples in, sucking on it, tongue flicking the ring up and down. Teeth teased at it, rolled over the hard flesh, tugged. As Marcus teased his nipple, the strong fingers worked at his jeans. His needy cock pushed at the zipper, wanting out.
"Wanton." There was so much love in that one word.
"Yes. Yes, Master. Please."
Chuckling, Marcus pulled his jeans open and down, freeing his prick. The ring at the tip was wet with his pre-come, his balls heavy and aching. Marcus slid his fingers along his prick, then tugged on the rings in his ballsac.
He whimpered, went up in tiptoe. "Still not used to those."
"They're amazing." Marcus rolled his balls, then tugged the rings again.
He groaned, the ache almost unbearable.
Moaning, Marcus tugged one more time. "Everything suddenly seems so much more intense."
"For me too. It's like we're just starting again."
"Except that I know what gets you hot." Marcus gave him a wink.
"You knew from the start."
"I did. You spoke to me, so loudly. You still do."
"Good." He reached down, palmed Marcus' cock.
"Mmm. Pushy boy."
Jim rubbed hard, fingers cupping the heavy balls, jostling them. "You could punish me."
"I could. I should." Marcus' voice was so husky.
He nodded, wanting his Master to push.
Marcus' eyes narrowed, his Master regarding him intently. "You can suck me off, and then we're going down to the playroom."
"Can I?" He was playing, even as he knelt.
"I don't know, baby." There was amusement in Marcus' voice. "Do you remember how?"
"I did this morning." He unfastened Marcus' jeans.
"Did you?" Marcus' voice barely contained his laughter. "You'll have to remind me."
"I'll make sure you pay attention." Jim knew he was pushing, but it was so fun, so joyful, that he couldn't help himself.
Marcus laughed out loud this time. "Just like I'll make sure you pay attention when we go downstairs and play with the floggers."
He caught the tip of Marcus' cock with his lips and tugged. "Uh-huh."
Groaning, Marcus dropped his hands to Jim's head, fingers sliding through his hair. The wonderful thing about loving on Marcus was that Jim knew everything about the man, what he loved, what he needed.
Marcus spread his legs wider, giving him more room to work. He sucked hard, fingers rolling Marcus' balls.
"Love you, baby."
Jim knew. He believed it.
Hitched is out!
The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?
Jim asked Marcus to marry him on Valentine's Day and his master said yes. That should have been the hard part, right? Jim goes into full perfectionist mode, though, wanting everything to be just right for his master, and soon he's stressed and unhappy.
When the planning also interferes with Marcus and Jim's usual routine, miscommunication and misunderstandings follow. Is a wedding really worth all the aggravation?
You can buy it here.
There's a pg excerpt here.
Marcus smiled back, squeezing his ass hard, making his skin tingle. Jim wiggled his ass back and forth, playing, teasing. Laughing, Marcus let go of his ass and grabbed his t-shirt, dragging it up over his head.
"I had company!" The rules allowed for shirts when there was company.
"Your company is gone now." Marcus traced his tattoos, fingers plucking at his nipples, pinching them around their rings.
"Uh-huh." He arched into the touches, begging for more.
Bending, Marcus took one of his nipples in, sucking on it, tongue flicking the ring up and down. Teeth teased at it, rolled over the hard flesh, tugged. As Marcus teased his nipple, the strong fingers worked at his jeans. His needy cock pushed at the zipper, wanting out.
"Wanton." There was so much love in that one word.
"Yes. Yes, Master. Please."
Chuckling, Marcus pulled his jeans open and down, freeing his prick. The ring at the tip was wet with his pre-come, his balls heavy and aching. Marcus slid his fingers along his prick, then tugged on the rings in his ballsac.
He whimpered, went up in tiptoe. "Still not used to those."
"They're amazing." Marcus rolled his balls, then tugged the rings again.
He groaned, the ache almost unbearable.
Moaning, Marcus tugged one more time. "Everything suddenly seems so much more intense."
"For me too. It's like we're just starting again."
"Except that I know what gets you hot." Marcus gave him a wink.
"You knew from the start."
"I did. You spoke to me, so loudly. You still do."
"Good." He reached down, palmed Marcus' cock.
"Mmm. Pushy boy."
Jim rubbed hard, fingers cupping the heavy balls, jostling them. "You could punish me."
"I could. I should." Marcus' voice was so husky.
He nodded, wanting his Master to push.
Marcus' eyes narrowed, his Master regarding him intently. "You can suck me off, and then we're going down to the playroom."
"Can I?" He was playing, even as he knelt.
"I don't know, baby." There was amusement in Marcus' voice. "Do you remember how?"
"I did this morning." He unfastened Marcus' jeans.
"Did you?" Marcus' voice barely contained his laughter. "You'll have to remind me."
"I'll make sure you pay attention." Jim knew he was pushing, but it was so fun, so joyful, that he couldn't help himself.
Marcus laughed out loud this time. "Just like I'll make sure you pay attention when we go downstairs and play with the floggers."
He caught the tip of Marcus' cock with his lips and tugged. "Uh-huh."
Groaning, Marcus dropped his hands to Jim's head, fingers sliding through his hair. The wonderful thing about loving on Marcus was that Jim knew everything about the man, what he loved, what he needed.
Marcus spread his legs wider, giving him more room to work. He sucked hard, fingers rolling Marcus' balls.
"Love you, baby."
Jim knew. He believed it.
July 23, 2013
Hitched out tomorrow!
Have I mentioned that Hitched is coming out tomorrow?
The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?
The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?
Author Spotlight Tuesday - Christiane France
Contest: I’ll give away one download of GETTING REAL. Anyone interested should email me at chris. grover 2 @sympatico.ca (no spaces) and mention Sean's blog and their preferred ebook format.
Boxers or briefs?
Black satin boxers are pretty cool. But nothing at all is even better
Favorite position to write?
Usually upright at a desk, but inspiration has been known to strike at the most inconvenient times.
Favorite kink to write?
I’m not sure about kink, but I love to tease. Maybe leave a riding crop on the nightstand, or mention a neat toy I’ve seen on the Net and wonder if it lives up to the PR. Even better, rattle a chain just after you’ve turned out the light.
Tattoos or piercings?
I don’t have either. I am not a Christmas tree. I have no desire to be decorated.
Cut, uncut or I love them all?
Take whatever you can get is my motto.
What's your favorite thing about Getting Real?
The two main characters, TJ and Cole, and that their story turned out so well.
For TJ Delaney and Cole Labelle, it’s time to turn their lives around and get real.
TJ needs to exchange his playboy lifestyle for a job and prove he’s a responsible adult rather than a spoiled, rich brat.
Cole needs to free himself of his family’s control and their paranoid fears by proving being gay like his father is the only thing he and the man who gave him life have in common. And that by being openly gay he won’t cause them public embarrassment as his father did.
Buy Link
Excerpt:
...Talking with Maggie had renewed my excitement about being entrusted with a job of this importance. So what if it wasn’t rocket science and I didn’t need to wear a three-piece suit or take clients to lunch? I was doing something I loved, and I made a silent promise not to do anything that might make Maggie regret taking me on.
Between deciding what to put where and checking with Kreber’s on availability, the rest of the week passed in a flash. I hadn’t seen Cole since the night I ran into him in the Falls. If he regretted our conversation and was avoiding me, fine. I might not agree with his reasons, but it was his life and his decision.
Friday morning, Maggie called to say she’d be over around ten. About a quarter to the hour, I heard a tap-tap on the door. Figuring she was early, I yelled, “Come on in. It’s open,” only to look up and find Cole standing there, looking smart and delicious in a charcoal suit, pale blue shirt and patterned tie.
“You doing anything for lunch today?” he asked.
“No. Why?” If I sounded suspicious, I was. “I thought—”
“I know. The thing is I’ve been thinking, so hear me out, okay?”
He shuffled his feet, as if he were nervous about something. Then he smiled, a shy, tentative smile that once again made me want to rush right over and give him a hug. Again, I resisted.
“After I left the club the other night, I drove around for a while and thought really hard about what you’d said. You were right. I knew my family was scared I’d do something to embarrass them, and I took the easy way out by going along with it. I figured it was only temporary and that once Carla came home… Then I recalled you saying what if she doesn’t? That was something I hadn’t even considered.”
“So? You come to any conclusions?”
“That Carla has a life to live same as me. You were also right when you said I needed to forget about my family and concentrate on my own life. So that’s what I’m trying to do. If someone has a problem with us having lunch together that’s too bad. ”
“Okay, but one small step at a time, huh?”
Before Cole could reply, the phone rang, and I picked up.
“Hi, TJ. It’s me, Maggie. I’m afraid there’s been a slight change of plan. I can’t get there until sometime between noon and one. Is that okay with you?”
“It’s fine. See you then.”
I replaced the receiver with a sigh and looked at Cole. “How about a rain check for lunch?”
“Problems?”
“That was Maggie. She was supposed to be here at ten to finalize our order for the plants. Now she says she can’t make it until noontime. I’m sorry.”
“Hey, the job comes first.” He reached out and briefly touched my shoulder. “You want to go for a drink later?”
“You mean here in town, after work?”
“Why not?”
“I think you need to slow down. Lunch is one thing, Cole. You hired The Birds to supply the plants for the building, so it could even be explained as a working lunch. What you’re suggesting is something else. It’s like a date. It’s like making a major statement to the entire world. What if someone sees us and your family finds out?” I couldn’t believe I’d just said that, but I wanted Cole to step back and think what could happen.
“I’ve thought about that, too. If I lose my job and my mom wants me to move out, that will be their decision. This one is mine. If I’m to have the kind of life I want, I can’t keep putting it off. I have to start somewhere, and this is it, TJ. With you at my back, I’m ready to take this first step. We can have a drink or two, and hang for a bit. Maybe later go get something to eat. You cool with that?”
I high-fived him, swallowed the sudden surge of emotion that made my chest tight and my eyes blurry and finally gave him a hug. He smelled delicious and his body was hard and sweet as rock candy just waiting to melt and mold against mine. He started hugging me back, so I cut it short before nature took us in the direction I knew we both wanted to go. “You betcha, babe! Although, there are a couple of things you should know. Like you, I live at home, and right now I don’t have wheels...”
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Boxers or briefs?
Black satin boxers are pretty cool. But nothing at all is even better
Favorite position to write?
Usually upright at a desk, but inspiration has been known to strike at the most inconvenient times.
Favorite kink to write?
I’m not sure about kink, but I love to tease. Maybe leave a riding crop on the nightstand, or mention a neat toy I’ve seen on the Net and wonder if it lives up to the PR. Even better, rattle a chain just after you’ve turned out the light.
Tattoos or piercings?
I don’t have either. I am not a Christmas tree. I have no desire to be decorated.
Cut, uncut or I love them all?
Take whatever you can get is my motto.
What's your favorite thing about Getting Real?
The two main characters, TJ and Cole, and that their story turned out so well.
For TJ Delaney and Cole Labelle, it’s time to turn their lives around and get real.
TJ needs to exchange his playboy lifestyle for a job and prove he’s a responsible adult rather than a spoiled, rich brat.
Cole needs to free himself of his family’s control and their paranoid fears by proving being gay like his father is the only thing he and the man who gave him life have in common. And that by being openly gay he won’t cause them public embarrassment as his father did.
Buy Link
Excerpt:
...Talking with Maggie had renewed my excitement about being entrusted with a job of this importance. So what if it wasn’t rocket science and I didn’t need to wear a three-piece suit or take clients to lunch? I was doing something I loved, and I made a silent promise not to do anything that might make Maggie regret taking me on.
Between deciding what to put where and checking with Kreber’s on availability, the rest of the week passed in a flash. I hadn’t seen Cole since the night I ran into him in the Falls. If he regretted our conversation and was avoiding me, fine. I might not agree with his reasons, but it was his life and his decision.
Friday morning, Maggie called to say she’d be over around ten. About a quarter to the hour, I heard a tap-tap on the door. Figuring she was early, I yelled, “Come on in. It’s open,” only to look up and find Cole standing there, looking smart and delicious in a charcoal suit, pale blue shirt and patterned tie.
“You doing anything for lunch today?” he asked.
“No. Why?” If I sounded suspicious, I was. “I thought—”
“I know. The thing is I’ve been thinking, so hear me out, okay?”
He shuffled his feet, as if he were nervous about something. Then he smiled, a shy, tentative smile that once again made me want to rush right over and give him a hug. Again, I resisted.
“After I left the club the other night, I drove around for a while and thought really hard about what you’d said. You were right. I knew my family was scared I’d do something to embarrass them, and I took the easy way out by going along with it. I figured it was only temporary and that once Carla came home… Then I recalled you saying what if she doesn’t? That was something I hadn’t even considered.”
“So? You come to any conclusions?”
“That Carla has a life to live same as me. You were also right when you said I needed to forget about my family and concentrate on my own life. So that’s what I’m trying to do. If someone has a problem with us having lunch together that’s too bad. ”
“Okay, but one small step at a time, huh?”
Before Cole could reply, the phone rang, and I picked up.
“Hi, TJ. It’s me, Maggie. I’m afraid there’s been a slight change of plan. I can’t get there until sometime between noon and one. Is that okay with you?”
“It’s fine. See you then.”
I replaced the receiver with a sigh and looked at Cole. “How about a rain check for lunch?”
“Problems?”
“That was Maggie. She was supposed to be here at ten to finalize our order for the plants. Now she says she can’t make it until noontime. I’m sorry.”
“Hey, the job comes first.” He reached out and briefly touched my shoulder. “You want to go for a drink later?”
“You mean here in town, after work?”
“Why not?”
“I think you need to slow down. Lunch is one thing, Cole. You hired The Birds to supply the plants for the building, so it could even be explained as a working lunch. What you’re suggesting is something else. It’s like a date. It’s like making a major statement to the entire world. What if someone sees us and your family finds out?” I couldn’t believe I’d just said that, but I wanted Cole to step back and think what could happen.
“I’ve thought about that, too. If I lose my job and my mom wants me to move out, that will be their decision. This one is mine. If I’m to have the kind of life I want, I can’t keep putting it off. I have to start somewhere, and this is it, TJ. With you at my back, I’m ready to take this first step. We can have a drink or two, and hang for a bit. Maybe later go get something to eat. You cool with that?”
I high-fived him, swallowed the sudden surge of emotion that made my chest tight and my eyes blurry and finally gave him a hug. He smelled delicious and his body was hard and sweet as rock candy just waiting to melt and mold against mine. He started hugging me back, so I cut it short before nature took us in the direction I knew we both wanted to go. “You betcha, babe! Although, there are a couple of things you should know. Like you, I live at home, and right now I don’t have wheels...”
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July 22, 2013
My God It's Monday
It's been a little more temperate in the mornings over the last couple of days and I like that.
Hitched is out on Wednesday!
The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?
Jim asked Marcus to marry him on Valentine's Day and his master said yes. That should have been the hard part, right? Jim goes into full perfectionist mode, though, wanting everything to be just right for his master, and soon he's stressed and unhappy.
When the planning also interferes with Marcus and Jim's usual routine, miscommunication and misunderstandings follow. Is a wedding really worth all the aggravation?
There is a sale going on at Torquere at the moment. 20% off with the code julymas2013 -- it ends at midnight today.
I'll be at the TRS Release Party on Thursday.
Christiane France is in tomorrow's Author Spotlight Tuesday.
Hitched is out on Wednesday!
The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?
Jim asked Marcus to marry him on Valentine's Day and his master said yes. That should have been the hard part, right? Jim goes into full perfectionist mode, though, wanting everything to be just right for his master, and soon he's stressed and unhappy.
When the planning also interferes with Marcus and Jim's usual routine, miscommunication and misunderstandings follow. Is a wedding really worth all the aggravation?
There is a sale going on at Torquere at the moment. 20% off with the code julymas2013 -- it ends at midnight today.
I'll be at the TRS Release Party on Thursday.
Christiane France is in tomorrow's Author Spotlight Tuesday.
July 19, 2013
It's been a cover-ful week
Yet another cover!
And they're doing some neat stuff with the covers at Total E-Bound:
a banner
a "thumbnail"
a bookmark -- which I sized down to show here *grins*
Chess: Helpmate will be available to pre-order on October 11!
Happy Friday to all!
And they're doing some neat stuff with the covers at Total E-Bound:
a banner
a "thumbnail"
a bookmark -- which I sized down to show here *grins*
Chess: Helpmate will be available to pre-order on October 11!
Happy Friday to all!
July 18, 2013
another new cover
Just got the cover for Shibari Auction House: James!
new cover to share
Got the cover for the new Box of Nails book. This one is called This Young Stud and follows up on Paul and the new guy Barney and Dev bring in to look after the boys who live in the house.
Also, I'll be posting at TRS' Release Party today with other Changeling authors. Shibari Auction House: James (a follow up to Shibari Auction House: Leaf -- the first one that isn't stand alone in the series) is coming soon!
Also, I'll be posting at TRS' Release Party today with other Changeling authors. Shibari Auction House: James (a follow up to Shibari Auction House: Leaf -- the first one that isn't stand alone in the series) is coming soon!
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