I'm hanging out on the Nice Girls Writing Naughty blog today, chilling in the summer heat with a barbecue sauce recipe to liven up your next cookout!
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It’s Release Day for A Bride’s Tangled Vows, the first in my Mill Town Millionaires series, and I wanted to do something fun today! I got the idea for an author interview from my fellow author Angel Payne, and am excited about delving further into Aiden Blackstone’s psyche! Its so much fun to torture them. :)
Aiden is a hot shot art dealer who's all business—he doesn’t have time to be pulled into his grandfather’s machinations to bring him back to his hometown of Black Hills. Only his grandfather isn’t going to back down, and isn’t afraid to use Aiden’s invalid mother as motivation. This hero is trapped well and good, and determined not to develop any more ties to his former home—especially to his new wife.
The Term Limit Bride
Wealthy art dealer Aiden Blackstone has successfully avoided two things: returning to the hometown that haunts him, and taking a wife. Now thanks to his controlling grandfather's machinations he's reluctantly ended up doing both. But Christina Reece quickly proves she's no mere platonic bride of convenience.
The only way she can make this marriage outlive their one-year agreement is if she can make her sexy husband open his heart and forget the demons of the past…before it's too late. Because there's an enemy on the horizon, threatening to take away all they hold dear, including their newfound passion.
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The Term Limit Bride
Wealthy art dealer Aiden Blackstone has successfully avoided two things: returning to the hometown that haunts him, and taking a wife. Now thanks to his controlling grandfather's machinations he's reluctantly ended up doing both. But Christina Reece quickly proves she's no mere platonic bride of convenience.
The only way she can make this marriage outlive their one-year agreement is if she can make her sexy husband open his heart and forget the demons of the past…before it's too late. Because there's an enemy on the horizon, threatening to take away all they hold dear, including their newfound passion.
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Let’s delve into what makes Aiden Blackstone tick!
Aiden: Maybe I don’t want to… Dani: You never want to cooperate, unless the idea is your own. But I’m going to ignore that…again. Aiden: You aren’t going to let me out of this, are you? Okay, let’s get on with it. Dani: I love you when you’re grumpy! Now, tell us, if you could erase any horrible experience from your past, what would it be? Aiden: *Looks up the stairs, as if he could see through the flooring to his mother's sick room.* Taking the phone call that my mother was in a car accident. I’d seen her just the day before, and didn’t get the information until my brother was able to call. I couldn’t see her, couldn’t tell for myself that she was okay… Dani: Because of your grandfather? Aiden: Yeah. When that man laid down an ultimatum, he meant it. Dani: If you could re-live any point of time in your life, but only a half-hour, what half-hour of your past would you like to experience again? Aiden: Any 30 minutes from my last day with my mother. Dani: *noting Aiden’s discomfort, and attempting to lighten the tone* Do you have any current obsessions? Aiden: You mean, besides that beautiful brunette I sleep beside every night but can’t touch? Not having her but watching her take care of everyone I love and me? I might be more obsessed with her than I am my business. No, that can’t be right.Hmmm… I have a feeling Aiden will be eating those words by the end of the book. What about you? Do you have any other questions for Aiden Blackstone?
Here’s a sneak peek at the first chapter of A Bride’s Tangled Vows! And don’t forget the other Blackstone Brothers—Jacob and Luke—in the upcoming installments of the Mill Town Millionaires series!
Welcome to my stop on the Sizzling Summer Blog Hop!
Summertime here in the south is hot and steamy. We have more than our fair share of humidity, but we also have more than our fair share of fun, and I love to include this in my books – especially my Backstage Pass series. After all, rock stars are not known for their predictable ways.
So here are my band Solar Uprising’s favorite ways to beat the sizzling heat:
BARBEQUES
If it's one thing rockers love to do, it's party. What better way in the summer then a barbecue and beer and a pool?
“Chicken fight!”
Becca wasted no time getting to her feet. “That would be my cue to exit. The annual chicken fight is definitely not my scene.” She strode toward the locker rooms, leaving Taylor to face the music.
She turned a wide-eyed gaze toward the rest of the party, which was rapidly dividing itself by groups of two. Even the teenagers. Her stomach started to churn, faster and faster, like a merry-go-round gaining speed.
She stayed put, sort of an “if I’m very still, no one will notice me” move. After all, no one had so far. But she should have known her luck would run out.
Not two minutes later Michael detached himself from the group and swam in her direction. Oh, that hot dog had been a mistake. She just might puke in the pool.
No. No no no. Please don’t make me do this. The last thing she wanted was for Michael Korvello to try to lift her. She could just imagine the stoic grunt as he realized just how much she weighed. Not to mention having to do it in front of a handful of women shaped like twigs. With boobs, of course.
His head lifted above the water with slick grace, the wetness somehow deepening the smoky blue of his eyes. “I need a partner, Taylor.”
She swallowed hard. “No, thanks.”
“Come on. You wouldn’t leave me hangin’, would ya?”
Her expression must have showcased some of her “you bet I would, mister” sentimentality, because the laughter in his ramped up. “Come on. Just a friendly game of chicken.” His emphasis on the word notated his challenge.
Just like he challenged her every day. Drawing her out, coaxing her to take the leap. But this time she had fear of taking her towel off in front of thirty-some-odd people on her side.
“Not happening.” She shook her head to drive her point home.
Above the slosh of people in the pool, a voice suddenly rang out. “I thought you said she was a cool nanny?”
A quick glance revealed the teens looking her way, and not a single soul left out of the pool, except one woman wrangling two toddlers.
And her.
So much for outgrowing peer pressure. Her “okay” got everyone back to their preparations and their eyes off her, thank God. But not Michael’s.
He watched with a raised brow as she stood next to her lounger. Her legs shook with the desire to run back to the locker rooms and hide. How could she possibly do this? But some teeny-tiny spark inside insisted she could ramp up that sexy glint in his eyes.
Fake it till you make it.
Sucking in her stomach, she let the towel drop to reveal her new swimsuit. His gaze traveled down the teal one-piece with interest, lingering where it dipped low over her cleavage. Turning, she draped her towel over her lounger. A totally unnecessary maneuver, but his quick intake of breath told her he’d seen the heart-shaped cutout right over the dimples at the small of her back.
Did he like them?
Remembering when those dimples had been the subject of ridicule rather than an intimate secret between lovers, she approached Michael with a touch of caution. When she was within a few steps of him, he breathed, “Damn, woman.”
Ah, victory.
A few deep breaths got her through the indignity of climbing onto Michael’s muscled shoulders. Thankfully he didn’t moan or stumble over her weight. The only thing that eased her self-consciousness was the feel of his wet skin against hers. His hands warming as they curled around her thighs. The flex of his arms as he balanced her securely.
Oh, she was so going to hell for her thoughts.
Luckily no one else seemed to be paying her any attention as one of the men yelled, “Ready. Set. Go!”
from Finding Her Rhythm, Book 1
OFF THE BEATEN PATH
Summer nights provide many a chance to step off the beaten path and explore all the options. These bad boys will wonder off the straight and narrow every chance they get!
A slight breeze flirted with the ruffle of her skirt, playing around her bare legs. They came around a curve in the road, and Becca smiled. She had noticed the little park on their way over, but hadn’t taken the time for a thorough look. Swings and seesaws sat still in the darkness, with a pavilion and other equipment deeper in the shadows. An abundance of trees would keep the area shaded during hot summer days, but tonight they took on the magical qualities of an enchanted canopy.
“So pretty,” she murmured, pausing for a moment to take it in.
Daniel squeezed the hand he still held. “Come,” he said, sounding as if he had jumped into her little fantasy, “let’s go for a stroll in the park.”
She giggled as they stepped off the pavement, then walked slowly around, exploring the nooks and crannies. Becca soaked in the rustle of the leaves overhead and the occasional brush of Daniel’s body along her side. Finally he tugged her farther toward the shadows at the back. “I see a place perfect for a few adult games,” he said.
“Daniel, no.”
“Come on, cutie. Take a walk on the wild side with me.”
She wasn’t especially wild. At least, not without Daniel. But who could resist that gorgeous grin? A bit of necking never hurt, right?
Only she should know Daniel never did anything halfway. Guiding her into the stand of trees, he found a nice wide trunk to back her up against. She giggled as he nuzzled into her neck, then moaned as he sucked her skin. God, he felt so good.
“Becca, I don’t think I can wait until we get back to the hotel,” he murmured.
“You mean the one I can see from here?” she teased even while her hands pulled his hips closer. That didn’t help her case. She wanted to tease him again, but his words against her skin had her shivering with sensations. How could words turn her on so much?
“I want to open this demure little button-down of yours and expose those pretty pink nipples to the night air,” he said, his mouth traveling down as if to follow through. Her nipples reacted, tight and tingling, as the image filled her mind.
from Settling the Score, Book 2
BLESSED RAIN
One sure way to cool down is a steady summer shower. And who doesn't want to play in the rain? This bad boy definitely does.
Now she needed to deal with the reality.
Which was why she was trailing Sean through the mist in the dark. The words of his note had floated through her mind throughout the meal. You can’t hide from me forever, girlie. The flush that rose over her chest and heated her cheeks had drawn his eye, but he hadn’t remarked on it—or anything else for that matter.
She’d expected him to hunt her down as soon as they were dismissed. Instead he’d disappeared into the depths of the house with his brother. She’d wanted to seek him out but hid behind a book in the library for long moments trying to prepare her explanations.
Then she’d heard footsteps passing by. She was still buttoning her coat as she caught a glimpse of him rounding the corner of the building. Quickening her steps, she saw just a dark shadow before he was swallowed up by the cloaking mist.
Boy, he was moving fast. Like he had a ton of energy and no way to expend it. She totally sympathized.
Luckily the path he disappeared down led to the old ruin by the lake. It was one of the few places she hadn’t explored yet, but Clarissa had pointed it out. The pebbled path was lined with small lights at regular intervals. They provided just enough illumination for her to keep on track, even if her surroundings were obscured by the gray blanket hanging in the air.
Navigating the darkness gave her an excuse to slow down and put off the inevitable. She could admit it, even if she wouldn’t let herself give in to it. Reaching the looming stone structure, she paused for a moment of awe. The stone walls were ancient and beautiful in the gloom, so tall she couldn’t make out the top floor. The beauty touched her heart, as if the old building welcomed her. A deep breath for courage, then she stepped through the gaping doorway.
The damp chill increased inside the walls, introducing a slightly creepy factor. “Sean?” Her voice echoing in the space didn’t help. Maybe she should return to the warm fuzzies outside? Then a light beam appeared in the far doorway, sweeping rapidly across the ground to find her eyes. Ouch.
“Meghan?”
Relief rushed over her as she heard Sean’s voice, but her mortification returned too. She swallowed it down. He deserved an explanation for leaving him without a word, naked and needy.
“Hey.”
Wow—dynamic opening.
His steps were quiet across the grass that had taken over the inner floor. “Sorry, girlie. I didn’t think you’d be looking for me.”
Oh, I wouldn’t if my conscience would let me avoid it. “Were you meeting someone?"
“No. Just revisiting old memories.”
Glancing around at the stone walls, strong despite their crumbling mortar, she could see how this would be the perfect place for reminiscing. She shifted, not sure where to start. Couldn’t they just return to the mindless need of the early morning? That she could handle. When she had to think about things, not so much. She always said the wrong thing. Or other people seemed to think so.
“This is a cool place,” she said, glancing around the gloom. She could just make out a narrow staircase and a doorway leading into more rooms.
“Yes,” Sean said, his voice way more relaxed than she felt. “It was a crackin’ stage for games when Kieran and I were kids. We played here a lot.” The flashlight beam swept the interior, revealing age against the classic beauty. “Great relief from the orders and arguments waiting for us at the big house. And later, lots of privacy for meeting girls.”
from Striking a Chord, Book 3
As you can tell, these bad boys love to heat things up and keep life cool. I hope you'll consider joining them for an adventure! Speaking of, what's your favorite way to enjoy some summer fun? One lucky commenter will win a copy of Backstage Pass Books 1 & 2, Finding Her Rhythm & Settling the Score, on Sunday.
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Every day, I work on stories of couples that forge over mountains and crawl out of valleys to find their Happily Ever Afters. Yes, there’s some fun and sex along the way, but these men and women end up working hard to stay together…forever.
And every day, I live my own Happily Ever After. Its just as messy, hard, fun, and sexy as my books (at least I think so). I’m one of the lucky ones. My husband and I both have our faults, but this week we will celebrate 19 years of forever together, and the commitment we spoke to each other when we were barely more than kids still stands strong. For both of us.
My husband was a romantic young man, and he’s still as romantic, just in a different way. Then he brought me flowers, set up special dates, and said things to me that made me feel wonderful. Now he puts the kids to bed so I can have a few minutes to myself, learns all the ways he can help support me in my career as an author, and still says sweet, sexy things that make me feel wonderful. He spends his vacations keeping the kids so I can go to conferences. Does our laundry, and even occasionally washes dishes (even though he hates dishes).
So my hero may be killing dust bunnies rather than stalkers, but he’s still a hero! The hero for me!
Nineteen years ago, I wasn’t thinking about what our lives would look like in 20 years, but he has certainly stood the test of time!
Dani
*Photo used courtesy of WikiCommons
And every day, I live my own Happily Ever After. Its just as messy, hard, fun, and sexy as my books (at least I think so). I’m one of the lucky ones. My husband and I both have our faults, but this week we will celebrate 19 years of forever together, and the commitment we spoke to each other when we were barely more than kids still stands strong. For both of us.
My husband was a romantic young man, and he’s still as romantic, just in a different way. Then he brought me flowers, set up special dates, and said things to me that made me feel wonderful. Now he puts the kids to bed so I can have a few minutes to myself, learns all the ways he can help support me in my career as an author, and still says sweet, sexy things that make me feel wonderful. He spends his vacations keeping the kids so I can go to conferences. Does our laundry, and even occasionally washes dishes (even though he hates dishes).
So my hero may be killing dust bunnies rather than stalkers, but he’s still a hero! The hero for me!
Nineteen years ago, I wasn’t thinking about what our lives would look like in 20 years, but he has certainly stood the test of time!
Dani
*Photo used courtesy of WikiCommons
Summer in the South means an abundance of steamy heat. When you’re trying to keep cool, its not so great, but when you’re ready to spice things up—oh, yeah!
The question is, how do we add romance to those sultry summer nights? Here are a few ideas from those of us with experience. :)
*Dancing and drinks at the local bar.
*Skinny dippin’ at the beach or lake.
*Long walks in the dark.
*Lemonade on the front porch swing.
*A private striptease with nothin’ but the crickets for music.
*Settin’ up a radio on the tailgate of a truck and having a personal dance party.
*Bonfires.
*Playin’ in the pool (with or without swimsuits).
*Long nighttime drives with the windows down.
What’s your best idea for a hot summer date? One lucky commenter will win a $10 Amazon giftcard! Sign up for my newsletter here for an extra chance to win!
Happy Reading!
Dani
Out now: Settling the Score. One hot rocker. One determined woman. Many hot southern nights!
For more Summer for Love blog fun, check out the list of participants on The Romance Troupe.
Out now: Settling the Score. One hot rocker. One determined woman. Many hot southern nights!
For more Summer for Love blog fun, check out the list of participants on The Romance Troupe.
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Eye opening! Exciting! Overwhelming!
All of these adjectives and more could be used to describe my first taste of the Romantic Times Readers Convention in New Orleans, LA, a few weeks ago. As I’m sure all first timers can attest.
As an introvert, being thrown into the midst of overflowing crowds of people is overwhelming—the noise, the lack of personal space, the pressure to always be ‘on’, the noise (ask me about the hotel lobby sometime...)
But the frenetic energy and enthusiasm of the readers attending both inspired and thrilled me. Every giddy smile and squee filled my writer’s happiness bubble that much more. Totally cool!
I participated in several events, including the Series Soiree for Harlequin authors. Then the Masquerade Oddities Emporium, where we decorated masks with feathers, jewels, and all manner of glittery goodness.
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Readers at the Masquerade Oddities Emporium Event[/caption]
And my fellow Ruby Sisters Burlesque Revue, where the gorgeous Bella Blue from the New Orleans School of Burlesque gave an incredible lesson in this sexy dance style (and a few on being comfortable in your body too). I’ll be posting a full blog on this next week.
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Bella Blue of NOLA School of Burlesque[/caption]
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Ruby Sisters at RT Burlesque Revue Reader Event[/caption]
This was also my first time to attend a print book signing! I actually sold a few copies and was asked to sign scrapbooks made by some visiting Australian readers who had included my book covers (I was told I had great eye candy!). I also got to meet my great neighbors on either side, romantic suspense author Julie Ann Walker and urban fantasy Carrie Vaughn . Both were very encouraging during those long, long hours.
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My First Print Book Signing![/caption]
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With authors Andrea Laurence (L) and Kimberly Lang (R)[/caption]
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Me with a reader's scrapbook that she asked me to sign.[/caption]
As I expected, New Orleans was as beautiful as I remember from my last visit as a teenager.
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On Ghost Tour in New Orleans.[/caption]
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A Night Out for the Ghost Tour[/caption]
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Red Beans and Rice! New Orleans has good, good food![/caption]
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Jackson Square in the French Quarter, New Orleans[/caption]
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With Kimberly Lang (L) and Andrea Laurence (R) at Cafe du Monde in the French Quarter.[/caption]
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At Mardi Gras World![/caption]
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Jackson Square, New Orleans' French Quarter, at night.[/caption]
Though my first trip to Bourbon Street was educational, I’m not sharing pictures or stories of those adventures... (too incriminating!)
As to the rest, tons of fun! That’s why its taken me a full 2 weeks to recover.
Have you ever been to a readers’ convention? What was your favorite part? What about New Orleans? I can’t wait to go back!
Dani
Readers at the Masquerade Oddities Emporium Event[/caption]
And my fellow Ruby Sisters Burlesque Revue, where the gorgeous Bella Blue from the New Orleans School of Burlesque gave an incredible lesson in this sexy dance style (and a few on being comfortable in your body too). I’ll be posting a full blog on this next week.
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Bella Blue of NOLA School of Burlesque[/caption]
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Ruby Sisters at RT Burlesque Revue Reader Event[/caption]
This was also my first time to attend a print book signing! I actually sold a few copies and was asked to sign scrapbooks made by some visiting Australian readers who had included my book covers (I was told I had great eye candy!). I also got to meet my great neighbors on either side, romantic suspense author Julie Ann Walker and urban fantasy Carrie Vaughn . Both were very encouraging during those long, long hours.
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My First Print Book Signing![/caption]
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With authors Andrea Laurence (L) and Kimberly Lang (R)[/caption]
[caption id="attachment_776" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
Me with a reader's scrapbook that she asked me to sign.[/caption]
As I expected, New Orleans was as beautiful as I remember from my last visit as a teenager.
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On Ghost Tour in New Orleans.[/caption]
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A Night Out for the Ghost Tour[/caption]
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Red Beans and Rice! New Orleans has good, good food![/caption]
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Jackson Square in the French Quarter, New Orleans[/caption]
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With Kimberly Lang (L) and Andrea Laurence (R) at Cafe du Monde in the French Quarter.[/caption]
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At Mardi Gras World![/caption]
[caption id="attachment_783" align="aligncenter" width="225"]
Jackson Square, New Orleans' French Quarter, at night.[/caption]
Though my first trip to Bourbon Street was educational, I’m not sharing pictures or stories of those adventures... (too incriminating!)
As to the rest, tons of fun! That’s why its taken me a full 2 weeks to recover.
Have you ever been to a readers’ convention? What was your favorite part? What about New Orleans? I can’t wait to go back!
Dani It’s finally here!
I know Daniel’s story has been a long time coming, but he’s bursting off the pages, I promise! As I shared with my newsletter subscribers, I’ve been living with Daniel’s story for a long time. When he first revealed he wasn’t the player he had shown himself to be in Michael’s book, I was shocked. Then enthralled. His and Becca’s history is complicated and makes their HEAs that much sweeter.
So click on your bookstore of choice, and download SETTLING THE SCORE today! An excerpt is available in the post below this one.
Amazon
Smashwords (which has all file types)
I'd like to apologize to my Nook readers! I've repeatedly attempted to upload to Nook Press and it isn't cooperating. A link will be posted as soon as I can get that fixed!
Daniel Korvello isn’t your average Joe with a case of unrequited lust. He’s a hard rock front man who wonders if his publicist will ever see him as anything other than a job. Then they team up to hunt down a threat to Daniel’s family...and he seizes the chance to show her he’s up for more than just a one night stand.
Becca Buchanan already lived through one rock-star scandal with her reputation barely intact. She’s determined never to put herself, or her family, through that again. Only she can’t deny the desire she feels for Daniel. When he exposes the molten heat beneath her Ice Maiden exterior, she may never be able to freeze him out again.
Then their amateur investigation takes a dangerous turn that threatens the lives of those they both love. Can their newfound trust extend past the bedroom? Can Daniel let go of his guilt enough to embrace a future with Becca?
NEXT WEEK: RT Recap!
And don’t forget that my next Harlequin, A BRIDE’S TANGLED VOWS, the first in my Mill Town Millionaires series, is already up for preorder. Order today for Kindle or paperback!
From SETTLING THE SCORE, Backstage Pass Book #2
“You’re far too concerned about things outside of yourself—you can’t turn your brain off and simply focus on the pleasure.” Pleasure he desperately wanted to give her. Tears welling into her eyes told him he was on track, even if her mouth wouldn’t admit it. He held up the blindfold once more. “Which is why I need to teach you to shut all that shit out. To concentrate on how good you feel, not what I want from you. Not how you look.” She started, obviously surprised by his insight. Oh yeah, he’d known about her obsession with her looks for years. He wasn’t going to let that get in his way either. He brushed the length of material along her jawline. “Let me do this, Becca. For you.” For me. Those oh too vulnerable eyes closed once more, her chin tilting up in surrender. This close he could see her hard swallow as she awaited his next move, the pulse at the base of her neck picking up speed. The beauty of her in that position took his breath away. If he could get his hands on Rockin’ Reno, he’d break every bone in his sleazy little body. Way past time for Becca to find out what it was like to be with a man who put her needs before his own. SETTLING THE SCORE is Available from Amazon and Smashwords.
Daniel Korvello isn’t your average Joe with a case of unrequited lust. He’s a hard rock front man who wonders if his publicist will ever see him as anything other than a job. Then they team up to hunt down a threat to Daniel’s family...and he seizes the chance to show her he’s up for more than just a one night stand.
Becca Buchanan already lived through one rock-star scandal with her reputation barely intact. She’s determined never to put herself, or her family, through that again. Only she can’t deny the desire she feels for Daniel. When he exposes the molten heat beneath her Ice Maiden exterior, she may never be able to freeze him out again.
Then their amateur investigation takes a dangerous turn that threatens the lives of those they both love. Can their newfound trust extend past the bedroom? Can Daniel let go of his guilt enough to embrace a future with Becca?
For more My Sexy Saturday goodness, click here.
This is it! I’m heading out tomorrow for the RT Convention in New Orleans, Louisiana. Can hardly contain my excitement!
If you are in the New Orleans area, or will be attending the conference, stop by and say hi! I’d love to see you at any of these events:
Oddities Emporium Masquerade Workshop, Wednesday, May 14, 12pm to 1pm
Series Soiree, Harlequin Authors, Friday May 16, 11:15am to 12:15pm
Ruby Slipper Burlesque Revue, Friday May 16, 1:30pm to 2:30pm
Giant Book Fair, Saturday May 17, 11am to 2pm
If you can't make it to Louisiana, but live in the southern US, consider joining me at the Heart of Dixie Romance Readers Luncheon in Huntsville, AL on June 14. I'll be hosting a table there with author Ella Sheridan, and signing books at the Charity Book Fair afterward. Registration is now underway here.
Dani
*Train Doors by Mark Ahsmann (WikiCommons)
*Canal St. Streetcar by Nicolas Larchet (WikiCommons)
If you are in the New Orleans area, or will be attending the conference, stop by and say hi! I’d love to see you at any of these events:
Oddities Emporium Masquerade Workshop, Wednesday, May 14, 12pm to 1pm
Series Soiree, Harlequin Authors, Friday May 16, 11:15am to 12:15pm
Ruby Slipper Burlesque Revue, Friday May 16, 1:30pm to 2:30pm
Giant Book Fair, Saturday May 17, 11am to 2pm
If you can't make it to Louisiana, but live in the southern US, consider joining me at the Heart of Dixie Romance Readers Luncheon in Huntsville, AL on June 14. I'll be hosting a table there with author Ella Sheridan, and signing books at the Charity Book Fair afterward. Registration is now underway here.
Dani
*Train Doors by Mark Ahsmann (WikiCommons)
*Canal St. Streetcar by Nicolas Larchet (WikiCommons)