Melissa Stevens and Robin's Nest on Erotic Notions

Welcome - Melissa Stevens – author of Robin’s NestTell us about yourself.1. I’m shy2. I have a weakness for dark chocolate (yummmm)
3. I grew up in the tiny town where Robin’s Nest is set4. I’m kind of a tech geek5. I’m more in to action movies than romantic ones.6. I wanna be Anita Blake when I grow up.
Was there a moment when you first thought "I'm a writer."? Somewhere in between when my first book was published and my second. I felt like I’d finally earned the right to call myself a writer.
What genre(s) do you write in? Paranormal and Erotic Romance
Have many books have you written? List names of published books?5ChangeFightHuntRobin’s Nest
What is your latest book about?It’s about a young woman whose life is going along normally, until she’s in a car accident that leaves her comatose for over a week. When she wakes up she discovers she feels more there than friendship for her best friend, Robin. And he feels the same.
What is your favourite moment in the story (one that doesn’t give away any secrets) Ohh, that’s hard. My favorite moments are spoilers.
Have any of your characters ever been based on people you knew from real life?No. I use a lot of familiar names, and names that can be found in the area, (most of the places in my books are real towns) but I don’t write about people I know from real life.
Short question time.Favourite ice cream -  Vanilla in a glass with milk. Dream vacation –Alaska, My husband took me a few years ago and I can’t wait to go back. Least favourite food – That’s hard, I’m a picky eater. Um. Onions. I can’t stand anything with raw onions in it. If you won the lottery, what would you do?We’ve thought about this one a bit. Pay off all debt, buy houses for my parents and Hubsters, or pay off their mortgages. Then we’d set up college funds for our kids and bank the rest, live off the interest. We would both keep working (heck, you have to for insurance alone on his part,) besides, I love my writing, I wouldn’t quit because I don’t need the money anymore. 



Website: http://melissastevens.us/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/melissastevensauthor?ref=hlGoodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5062799.Melissa_StevensAmazon: http://www.amazon.com/Melissa-Stevens/e/B008H4LM8K/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1366990131&sr=8-1Twitter: https://twitter.com/MeltstevBlurb: After a car accident puts her in a coma, Samantha awakens to find her best friend, Robin, never left her side.  While she recovers, Sam realizes there’s more between them than just friendship, but she’s afraid. What if it doesn’t work out between them, and it ruins their friendship. Sam’s brush with death gives her a renewed understanding of how short life really is. Deciding the possible benefits are worth the risk, she faces the challenges from her over-protective family head on and leaps into life with both feet. When more challenges come their way, can Sam and Robin handle them together?   Excerpt:
As I drew closer, I saw Robin push himself off the side of the truck and stand to his full height of 6'1". He opened his pickup door and reached for something inside. I pulled the Jeep off the highway, and watched as he locked and closed the door then crossed the highway and rounded the Jeep to the passenger side. Robin isn't a particularly large guy. Yeah, he's tall, but he's lean, like the basketball player he'd been in high school. I leaned across the seat and lifted the lock on the door to let him in. "So, what's the problem this time?" I asked as he climbed inside and closed the door. "Damned rotor again," he replied, tossing his baseball cap with his keys inside onto the dash. He ran his hand through his shaggy blond hair. It stayed back for maybe three seconds before falling on either side of his face again, framing his deep green eyes.  I waited while he buckled his seatbelt, then checked for cars before pulling back onto the highway. Only going far enough to make a U-turn without hitting his truck, before heading back into town. "I thought you kept an extra one in the glove box for when this happens?" I asked. "I do, but I used my last one a couple of months ago and I forgot to get more on my next trip to Safford, then I just spaced it." He ran his hand through his hair again, only to have it fall right back where it started. "Of course, it was about time for Murphy's Law to smack me upside the head again, so here we are."I couldn't help but laugh. "Are you about ready to give up on that antique or are you gonna buy another case of rotors for it?" Ribbing Robin about his stubbornly keeping the old pickup, despite its oddities, was an old habit between the two of us. Though we dig at each other and bicker once in a while, I don't think we've had more than two or three real fights in our entire friendship. "So it eats rotors. So what? They're cheap. The frame, body, and motor are all in good condition. Why junk a good machine for one small, and relatively inexpensive, inconvenience?" He easily fell right back into the old game. "It's broken down, and left you stranded along the side of the road, how many times now?" "A few," he admitted, "but I can usually repair the problem in less than fifteen minutes and be back on my way. It's my own fault I ended up stranded tonight. Besides, if you'd been busy I would have found someone else, or eventually, someone would have come along and given me a ride into town."He's right, someone would have come along. It was barely eight o'clock, and not quite dark yet. However, this wasn't the most used road out of town and he might have had to wait a couple of hours before someone came along. "What were you doing out here?" I glanced at him before looking back at the road."I was on my way back from a meeting in Lordsburg." "That sounds fun." My tone was dry. I didn't know what the meeting was for, but if had been something he had enjoyed, he would have shared more about it."Any leads on a new job?" "Not yet." I shrugged. "I'll find something, I'm sure. The question is, how long until I do?" "If you need something to make ends meet, I can put you to work. It's long hours and muddy as hell, but it's work.""I'll keep that in mind, thanks. I've got a while before I have to worry, though. I have a good chunk in savings and since I don't have a house payment or rent, it will go a lot farther.""That's true."I reminded him that I'd pick him up at eight the next morning as I dropped him off in his driveway. I waited until he made it to the door before turning around and heading home. Pulling out onto the highway my mind raced ahead. My thoughts were already back at the house. It was only eight thirty, I still had plenty of the evening left. I could settle back onto the sofa, but the thought of a hot bath was even more enticing. Suddenly, I was drawn back to what I was doing by bright lights directed at my face. I shook my head and barely had time to register the vehicle that was supposed to be in the left lane, it was in mine instead. I had nowhere to go. I couldn't avoid it. The last thought that went through my mind was "How badly is this gonna hurt?" then everything went black.  Melissa was born and raised in Arizona, she’s spent her entire life living across the southern half of the state. She’s found that, along with her husband and three children, she prefers the small towns and rural life to feeling packed into a city.
She started reading at a very young age, and her love for series started early, as the first real books she remembers reading is the Boxcar Children series by Gertrude Chandler Warner. Through the years she’s found that there’s little she won’t read, and her tastes vary from westerns, to romance, to sci-fi / fantasy and horror.