It’s time to get Wet & Wild!

Welcome to the Wet and Wild Blog Hop! A hundred and seventy fabulous authors have teamed up to guarantee you’ll spend your summer with plenty of hot reads to keep you wet and wild. The grand prize is a $100 gift certificate to Victoria’s Secret, plus each participating author is offering an individual prize in addition. Click on the graphic to link to all the participants, and be sure to leave a comment on each blog you visit – the more you comment, the more chances to win!

Erotic romance for two, three of more…that’s our tag line, and we’re stickin’ to it! We think readers will love our upcoming release The Best Man, scheduled at Amazon for June 1. My husband and I are launching our indie venture, B&B Publishing, with this release and we can hardly wait. We’ve already heard back from our first reviewer:

I LOVED THIS BOOK! Everything about Kitty and Jared was amazing. The run to and pull back and chase between them is amazing. Kitty’s take charge and no prisoners, make no apologies attitude along with the insecurities and vulnerabilities. Jared’s willingness to expand his comfort zone. I loved the backdrop of the horses and racing, showing you’re never too old to follow your dream. Beautifully written. Lorrie, The Romance Reviews.

Bad boy meets bad girl. Is there anything more?

We’re pumped! When we first met Kitty Paige, we were a little hesitant about leading out with such a bad-girl heroine. I can’t remember how we knew she’d be wearing yellow – it takes a bold woman to do that, and Kitty is nothing if not bold. Every move she makes is writ large. We wondered if readers would have trouble identifying with her. She’s not for the faint of heart.

But as with all characters, there’s a reason she turned out the way she did, and we knew she deserved to meet her equal. We think you’ll agree Jared is the perfect match.

So here’s the  blurb and a little taste of our bad-girl heroine, Kitty Paige. If you want a peek into bad-boy Jared’s M.O., you can check out another excerpt at this LINK.

BLURB

Passionate, hard working and every inch a business woman, Chicago realtor Kitty Paige likes her sex raw and edgy, and sees no reason to limit herself to just one man. Never married and not quite forty, the striking blonde has successfully raised her daughter, Susan, and is already pushing her new-found freedom to the limits.

Wealthy commodities middle-man and race horse owner Jared Jacobs is father of the best man at Susan’s wedding. He is smitten by the vision in yellow who exudes sex as she escorts her daughter down the aisle. Also single, the handsome mustached California ranch owner with mischievous eyes views his sex life as a series of splendid love affairs, and sets out to make Kitty next on the list.

Together and apart, their chemistry is explosive, and their sparkling repartee and steamy sex catch both partners by surprise. Jared is first to recognize he’s fallen in love. When Kitty panics, can Jared finesse his every move and reel her in?

EXCERPT

Kitty lifted her chin as soon as the broad shouldered mustached man headed in her direction. She knew what he wanted. He’d been studying her much of the afternoon and evening. She was surprised it took him this long to come after her.

She offered him a thin smile. How many times had he undressed her in his mind? Maybe as often as she’d undressed him. He was easy to look at. Probably late forties, early fifties at most. Fit. No pot belly, which she despised. Graying around the temples. Square chin and a cute mustache. Kitty shivered slightly, imagining how that Clark Gable mustache would feel rubbing against sensitive spots.

Kitty checked her watch and grimaced. Too bad she was catching the red-eye back to Chicago – there wouldn’t be time to satisfy her mustache curiosity.

HOP GIVEAWAY

Our hop prize is a free download (kindle or pdf) of The Best Man, to be delivered to the winner on June 1. To enter, leave us a comment telling us what you love or hate about bad-girl heroines. Can’t wait to hear from you – and don’t forget to check out all the other HOP posts at this LINK.

Spring is in the Air!

Welcome to the Spring is in the Air Blog Hop!

To enter for Adriana’s giveaway of a $10 ARE gift certificate plus a free download of Smoldering Passion, leave us a comment telling us what you love best about spring AND Like our FaceBook Page !

Be sure to visit all the other authors at this LINK and leave comments to be entered for the grand prize eBook package!

Spring is in the Air

Really? You want me to believe that? Here are pics our next door neighbor took barely a week ago – the first looks across her front door to our house in the background, the second is the back yard…

Hard to imagine spring is gonna happen!

And why are posting her pics and not our own? Because we’re far away in sunny Las Vegas, where we’ve spent most of the winter. Spring is arriving here, too – the fruit trees just began to blossom a few days back, temps are (finally) seventy or better in the daytime, and it’s warm enough to catch some sun by the pool. Not quite as dramatic as the Iowa spring will be when it finally arrives, but I’m not complaining.

I do love spring, actually, so I like a climate where there’s at least a little change of season, a chance to taste and feel the freshness of new growth, new green, and spring blossoms. Maybe that’s why another of my favorite spots to visit is New York’s Brooklyn Botanical Gardens in the springtime. Hubs and I liked it so much we wrote it into Smoldering Passion.

BLURB

Work for a sex institute? Anything for her art! With her graduate stipend running out, budding artist Melissa Hopkins applies for a job where her aunt used to work – at a New York center that studies sexuality and creates educational sex videos.

Sworn off women after a disastrous relationship, Center Director Harry Gage ignores the danger signals and hires the striking young woman who reminds him of his former lover. Her air of innocence will captivate center viewers, so he’s sure she’ll be a hit on camera. What he’s not prepared for is how she pierces his heart.

When the sparks ignite, is it love or just sex – and what must each of them risk to find out?

EXCERPT

Melissa stood and rotated her shoulders. She had to get out of her apartment. It was a beautiful day and she didn’t want to spend it all inside.

She grabbed her keys and some cash and headed down the stairs to street level. She walked briskly, suddenly knowing where she wanted to be.

Shortly, she turned in at the entrance to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens and slowed her pace, pausing to watch the ducks in the Japanese water garden. This was space for relaxing—for breathing deeply, soaking in colors and breezes and scents. The riot of spring bloom was long gone and summer was at its peak. She headed for the Shakespeare Garden and was relieved to find a shady bench empty in a secluded corner. Daisies, Black-eyed Susans and Daylilies formed a casual cluster in yellow, white and orange beside the bench. Further off some taller mauve blooms she couldn’t name were full of butterflies, and a curly-headed toddler ran up to them laughing gleefully. The child’s parents stood nearby, holding hands, happy, as if they had no care in the world.

Melissa shook off a wave of loneliness. She waited till the family left and headed across the broad open meadow towards the rock garden, stopping to watch more children playing tag and hiding behind shrubs and bushes. An artist had set up his easel next to a large tall tree that had one out-of-place low slung branch reaching several yards straight out, parallel to the ground. She could easily imagine relaxing under the protective boughs, but knew better than to disturb his scene or ask what he was seeing.

The hairs on the back of her neck prickled. She stopped and turned around. Nothing seemed out of place—the children were still running with abandon, lovers walked hand-in-hand stopping for brief kisses—there: a man stood on a distant knoll watching where she stood. A hat pulled low on his head served almost as a mask.

She cocked her head to the side. Harry? She jogged toward the small hill. The man turned and scurried over the rise. When she crested it there was nothing but trees and bushes and flowers. Not a single person was in the little glade.

Harry was really getting to her. Now, she was seeing him where she knew he never would be. She laughed freely and headed back to her apartment. She doubted Harry ever left Manhattan.