Guest blogger: Morticia Knight
Hi all,
I have a wonderful fellow TEB author on my blog today with some interesting thoughts about romance and a book that is likely to make you drool. Please welcome the lovely Morticia Knight with her new release Lust Emergency!
The First Bloom of Love – And The First Doubts
The beginning of a romance is glorious. You have that squishy feeling in your stomach, everything is new and exciting, and you can’t stop thinking about them. Sometimes, the stars in your eyes about your new squeeze hide those little red flags about whether this could be the one or not.
Everyone has a deal-breaker. Those are the things that you must have in a potential LTR, and the things that you absolutely will not tolerate. It could be religious or political views, honesty, lifestyle, ethics, responsibility – or something as simple as someone needing to have a sense of humour before you’re willing to put up with them for the rest of your life. The humour requirement is near the top of my list. You have to have at least passed Sarcasm 101 with a solid B before I’ll even consider you.
There are times though, when an issue comes up with a new prospect that you never even thought was a possibility. How do you determine whether it’s a deal-breaker or not? In Lust Emergency, Uniform Encounters 3, Jackson has just spent a wonderful night with the sultry and sexy younger paramedic Terrence. Everything about him seems right – except for the confession he made in the middle of their date where he admitted to being a member of a sex club. Can Jackson, a conservative ER doctor accept that? And can he believe the young stud when he promises that he’s done with that lifestyle?
Excerpt:
Lounging in his king-sized bed, Jackson was enjoying his second day off in a row—the first time that
had happened for a long while. He kept replaying the luscious kisses he‘d shared with Terrence the night before. It had taken all of his strength to keep from allowing their make-out session to escalate to the next level. The touching and closeness, even Terrence’s smell, all of it remained with him long after his date had left.
And it was a date. He was dating again, and it was okay. He had always known that Walter would have wanted him to move on, but he hadn’t been ready. Ever since Terrence had come over to him in the cafeteria, though, he’d been moving closer and closer to the idea of sharing his life again with another man.
Something prodded the back of his mind..
Sinsation. I wonder what that place is really all about?
He should just let it go. Not worry about it. Terrence had promised he was done with that lifestyle, so what difference did it make what the club was like? He threw the black down comforter back and sat up, clad only in his black silk pyjama bottoms. The built-in electric fireplace had kept the room at a comfortable temperature, but he threw on his top and smoking jacket since the rest of the house wouldn’t be heated right away. He checked the hall, and his paper, the Arizona Republic, was there. He picked it up, heated water in the kettle, then added it to the French press already filled with his favourite espresso roast. He then poured some cream and stirred it in.
He sat at the small modern breakfast table in the kitchen with his coffee and paper. In a few minutes after he’d skimmed to see what articles caught his eye, he would get up and toast a bagel, add some cream cheese and a slice of tomato, and get down to some serious reading.
Idly flipping through the Republic, he got to the entertainment section. He choked on his coffee as soon as he saw it—an ad for a live BDSM sex show at ‘Phoenix’s premiere adult entertainment centre, Sinsation’. The show began at eight o’clock and was starring two of the gay porn industry’s hottest stars. They had laughable names, and he shoved the paper away from him. He crossed his arms in front of him, frowning. He could feel anger and…disgust. That was what Terrence had been afraid of when he’d confessed to going to the club. Participating in sex as a sport. With strangers, people watching—it was too much for him to handle. Maybe they really were too different to be together.
But it hadn’t felt like that the night before. Or the other night in the restaurant lounge. Or their first night at the jazz bar. As much as Terrence had told him that he thought Jackson was the classy one—the compassionate nice one—Terrence had exuded nothing but class and goodness. He had shown such real concern for Reggie, the beating victim. He knew Terrence was genuine.
Isn’t he?
Jackson rubbed his forehead. It was too early in the morning for all of this. He would finish his coffee and go do some errands. Mr Nibbles rubbed against his leg, purring. Right, he had to get cat food, and he was low on groceries and cleaning products. He really should mop the kitchen floor as well, and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to scrub the Jacuzzi tub either. Plus there was that article in the medical journal he subscribed to online about a new antibiotic on the market. Oh, and calling his parents was a good idea too.
Who am I kidding? Terrence and this stupid club is all I’m going to be thinking about all day.
****
To find out how Jackson deals with this issue, and whether or not the City Hall bombing suspect gets caught, pick up your copy here:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Lust-Emergency-Uniform-Encounters-ebook/dp/B00FH32QMA/ref=sr_1_14?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1380351696&sr=1-14&keywords=Morticia+Knight
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Lust-Emergency-Uniform-Encounters-ebook/dp/B00FH32QMA/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1380351758&sr=1-5&keywords=Morticia+Knight
All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-lustemergency-1306311-340.html
Total-E-Bound: http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2327
Find Morticia here: www.morticiaknight.blogspot.com or @morticiaknight on twitter, and Morticia Knight on Facebook.
I have a wonderful fellow TEB author on my blog today with some interesting thoughts about romance and a book that is likely to make you drool. Please welcome the lovely Morticia Knight with her new release Lust Emergency!
The First Bloom of Love – And The First Doubts
The beginning of a romance is glorious. You have that squishy feeling in your stomach, everything is new and exciting, and you can’t stop thinking about them. Sometimes, the stars in your eyes about your new squeeze hide those little red flags about whether this could be the one or not.
Everyone has a deal-breaker. Those are the things that you must have in a potential LTR, and the things that you absolutely will not tolerate. It could be religious or political views, honesty, lifestyle, ethics, responsibility – or something as simple as someone needing to have a sense of humour before you’re willing to put up with them for the rest of your life. The humour requirement is near the top of my list. You have to have at least passed Sarcasm 101 with a solid B before I’ll even consider you.
There are times though, when an issue comes up with a new prospect that you never even thought was a possibility. How do you determine whether it’s a deal-breaker or not? In Lust Emergency, Uniform Encounters 3, Jackson has just spent a wonderful night with the sultry and sexy younger paramedic Terrence. Everything about him seems right – except for the confession he made in the middle of their date where he admitted to being a member of a sex club. Can Jackson, a conservative ER doctor accept that? And can he believe the young stud when he promises that he’s done with that lifestyle?
Excerpt:
Lounging in his king-sized bed, Jackson was enjoying his second day off in a row—the first time that
had happened for a long while. He kept replaying the luscious kisses he‘d shared with Terrence the night before. It had taken all of his strength to keep from allowing their make-out session to escalate to the next level. The touching and closeness, even Terrence’s smell, all of it remained with him long after his date had left.
And it was a date. He was dating again, and it was okay. He had always known that Walter would have wanted him to move on, but he hadn’t been ready. Ever since Terrence had come over to him in the cafeteria, though, he’d been moving closer and closer to the idea of sharing his life again with another man.
Something prodded the back of his mind..
Sinsation. I wonder what that place is really all about?
He should just let it go. Not worry about it. Terrence had promised he was done with that lifestyle, so what difference did it make what the club was like? He threw the black down comforter back and sat up, clad only in his black silk pyjama bottoms. The built-in electric fireplace had kept the room at a comfortable temperature, but he threw on his top and smoking jacket since the rest of the house wouldn’t be heated right away. He checked the hall, and his paper, the Arizona Republic, was there. He picked it up, heated water in the kettle, then added it to the French press already filled with his favourite espresso roast. He then poured some cream and stirred it in.
He sat at the small modern breakfast table in the kitchen with his coffee and paper. In a few minutes after he’d skimmed to see what articles caught his eye, he would get up and toast a bagel, add some cream cheese and a slice of tomato, and get down to some serious reading.
Idly flipping through the Republic, he got to the entertainment section. He choked on his coffee as soon as he saw it—an ad for a live BDSM sex show at ‘Phoenix’s premiere adult entertainment centre, Sinsation’. The show began at eight o’clock and was starring two of the gay porn industry’s hottest stars. They had laughable names, and he shoved the paper away from him. He crossed his arms in front of him, frowning. He could feel anger and…disgust. That was what Terrence had been afraid of when he’d confessed to going to the club. Participating in sex as a sport. With strangers, people watching—it was too much for him to handle. Maybe they really were too different to be together.
But it hadn’t felt like that the night before. Or the other night in the restaurant lounge. Or their first night at the jazz bar. As much as Terrence had told him that he thought Jackson was the classy one—the compassionate nice one—Terrence had exuded nothing but class and goodness. He had shown such real concern for Reggie, the beating victim. He knew Terrence was genuine.
Isn’t he?
Jackson rubbed his forehead. It was too early in the morning for all of this. He would finish his coffee and go do some errands. Mr Nibbles rubbed against his leg, purring. Right, he had to get cat food, and he was low on groceries and cleaning products. He really should mop the kitchen floor as well, and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to scrub the Jacuzzi tub either. Plus there was that article in the medical journal he subscribed to online about a new antibiotic on the market. Oh, and calling his parents was a good idea too.
Who am I kidding? Terrence and this stupid club is all I’m going to be thinking about all day.
****
To find out how Jackson deals with this issue, and whether or not the City Hall bombing suspect gets caught, pick up your copy here:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Lust-Emergency-Uniform-Encounters-ebook/dp/B00FH32QMA/ref=sr_1_14?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1380351696&sr=1-14&keywords=Morticia+Knight
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Lust-Emergency-Uniform-Encounters-ebook/dp/B00FH32QMA/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1380351758&sr=1-5&keywords=Morticia+Knight
All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-lustemergency-1306311-340.html
Total-E-Bound: http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2327
Find Morticia here: www.morticiaknight.blogspot.com or @morticiaknight on twitter, and Morticia Knight on Facebook.
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