Armed and Delicious
Lynn LaFleur is stopping by the blog today to talk about her new release, Armed and Delicious…which I, for one, cannot wait to get my hands on!
Lynn: I’m often asked where I get my ideas for my books. That’s such a hard question to answer. Ideas come from everywhere…an overheard conversation, a news story, a song. Then there are those plots that simply pop into my head without any warning. That’s what happened with Rent-A-Stud, the first book in my Coopers’ Companions series.
When I wrote that book, I had no idea it would be the first book in a series. But I liked my hero, Zachary Cooper, and the other characters so much, I knew they deserved their own books. Zach’s sister Michelle stars in Michelle’s Men, his brother Brent’s book is Almost Perfection. I thought three books would be enough. Then I started receiving emails asking for Breanna’s book.
Breanna is the daughter of Jade, Zach’s love in Rent-A-Stud. She’s strong willed, stubborn, and spoiled. A woman who possesses those three S’s must have her own story, right? She’d have to have a hero who’s also strong and a little stubborn too. Detective Evan Stone seemed perfect for Breanna. At least, to me. To her, not so much at first. But she soon learns what she thought would be the perfect man wouldn’t fit with her at all. Evan fits perfectly, in every way.
I loved writing Armed and Delicious. I hope you enjoy it.
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Excerpt from Armed and Delicious by Lynn LaFleur
Copyright 2012
“There’s an empty table in the corner,” Breanna said. “Would you like to sit down?”
“Sure.”
Plate in one hand, glass of champagne in the other, he followed her to the table. Once she took her seat, he took the chair to her left.
“Is this okay?” she asked before taking a sip of her champagne. “I don’t want you to feel as if I kidnapped you.”
Her eyes sparkled with humor. Evan couldn’t resist a little playful flirting. “Being kidnapped by a beautiful woman isn’t a bad thing.”
She dipped her head to acknowledge his compliment. “Thank you.”
Picking up his fork, he dug into the food on his plate. Each bite had him agreeing with Breanna about the rating scale. His taste buds did a happy dance in his mouth.
A low moan had his attention returning to Breanna. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the baked brie. The sound of pleasure reminded him of a woman in the throes of orgasm. His balls tightened in response. He looked at her silky hair, her long neck, her small breasts. A hint of her nipples showed through the material of her dress, enticing him to discover if she wore anything under that dress or if he’d find nothing but bare skin.
Down, fella, he told his cock as it gave an interested twitch.
She bit into her cracker piled with crab dip. Her chewing stopped when she met his gaze. “What?”
Her question made him realize he’d stared at her much longer than he should have. Instead of stumbling his way through an excuse, he gave a one-shouldered shrug and told her the truth. “Just admiring the view.”
A slow smile turned up her lips. Her gaze passed over his hair, shoulders, chest. “It’s pretty nice from where I’m sitting too. You look amazing in a tux.” She tilted her head to one side, swept her gaze over his shoulders and chest again. “I’ll bet you look pretty amazing out of it too.”
Leaning back in his chair, Evan folded his hands over his stomach. “Why, Ms. Talmage, are you propositioning me?”
“Do you want me to?”
She ate the rest of her cracker and slowly licked the dollop of crab dip from her top lip. His cock twitched again. If he didn’t get his mind on something else, he’d have a full erection in a matter of seconds. Although from the heat in Breanna’s eyes, she wouldn’t mind that a bit.
She picked up another cracker slathered with crab dip, bit off half. She held the other half to his mouth. “Want to try my dip?”
He could think of many things he’d rather try than her dip. Those perky nipples would be a good place to start. Holding her gaze with his, he leaned forward and parted his lips. Her lids slipped to half mast as she pressed the cracker into his mouth. Before she could move her hand, he held her wrist. He chewed, swallowed, then sucked off the bit of dip that clung to her fingertips.
