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INTERVIEW with Naima Simone author of The Millionaire Makeover ~ giveaway

Please help me welcome author Naima Simone to the blog today! Naima is so much fun and it shines through in her books. Today she’s agreed to take the hot seat and answer a few questions about herself and her latest release The Millionair Makeover, which is the second book in the Bachelor Auction series from the Indulgence Line with Entangled Books.

Afterward, check out her drool-worthy cover and enter her giveaway!

Let’s get started …

How would your friends describe you?

Now depending on the day—did I answer the phone or not; did I allow my procrastination tendencies to kick in; did I reply to an email—I think they would describe me as encouraging, funny, ever ready to bury the body, at times forgetful…which probably makes them want to snatch me up and beat me like a piñata :)…a listener and loyal. And my bestie said sassy. LOL!

Love it! You are always so much fun. What 3 things do you hope to accomplish in 2016?

In 2016 I want to become more disciplined in order to be more productive. I’d love to attend a writer’s retreat (I have my eye on one that I’m feenin’ to go to!), and finally, successfully pick a winner of Project Runway…

I want to go to a retreat as well. Hopefully it’ll happen for us both. What was the first thought you had when you saw the cover for THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER?

OMG, that’s NIALL!!! LOL! Niall is the hero in THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER, and except for Henry Cavill’s face, it was totally him. Aaaand, I don’t know, but I may have a watch fetish now…

I love choosing character names. Tell us how you came up with your character’s names in THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER.

I love choosing character names, too! It’s the first part of my process once I figure out who my characters are. My hero, Niall, is Irish, complete with an accent. He’s also broody, sensual, strong-willed and incredibly loyal. His name means “champion.” And that’s who he is. In spite of his history with Khloe, he runs to her aid, and is willing to be who and what she needs. My heroine, Khloe, is a shy, Plain Jane wallflower who is ready to break out of her shell and take risks to grab ahold of the future she imagines for herself: a husband she loves, family, security, acceptance. Since she goes from duckling to swan, her name means “verdant and blooming.” In the book, she blooms into this confident, sexy woman who owns who she is. Can you tell I’m a little anal when it comes to this? LOL!

I love it! What’s the one scene from your book that stands out in your mind as being your favorite to write?

There are two scenes that immediately come to mind, so be right back while I flip a coin…. Okay, I’m back. LOL! One of my favorite scenes was when the glam squad showed up at Khloe’s house to transform her from “the nun”, as Niall called her, to the hottie. I had so much fun writing it! The glam squad characters were over the top, and then that moment when Niall sees her for the first time after the makeover… Sigh. And more importantly, that moment when Khloe sees herself for the first time! I had a ball writing it!

Describe your perfect hero.

My perfect hero is a man who’s very alpha, can be just shy of a**hole-ish sometimes with good reason, but is never demeaning or abusive. He’s tortured, scarred—inside and maybe even out—has a hard, even brutal demeanor, but at the same time possesses an iron core of strength and a moral code that is unshakable. Like he might snap his enemy’s neck without the slightest remorse or hesitation, but he’ll take home that starving, abused puppy he found behind the dumpster in the alley he just snapped said neck. He’s willing to do anything—and I mean anything—to protect the woman he loves. While the world might see him as a fierce, dangerous predator, his woman knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that he would never hurt her, and would torch the world for her alone. She sees the vulnerability in him that he can’t afford to show anyone else. So whether he’s in a five thousand dollar suit, leathers and s**tkickers or camouflage, my perfect hero is a total bad a**.

RANDOM FUN FINISH THIS SENTENCE:

My perfect day… is sleeping late, staying in bed, with coffee, a Columbo marathon, Chinese food and BOOKS!

The room I hang out most in my house… is my bedroom. If I had a refrigerator in there, my kids might forget what I looked like! LOL!

The last restaurant I ate out at was… The Cheesecake Factory. I had a girls’ night out there for the first time in forevah!! We had the funniest waiter who told us snitches get stiches. ROTFL!! He was great! And the company was, too, of course! :)

I could never… touch a spider. Not. Gon’. Do. It! My college advisor wanted to desensitize my sister and I to spiders. Yes, we’re identical twins and share the same phobia to those eight-legged abominations! We were supposed to start with looking at a watercolor of one, and by the end of the semester end up holding a tarantula. I swear, I tried to convince myself it was a Rorschach Test, and the thing was a bicycle spoke… But nope. That thing was the most realistic damn watercolor I’ve ever seen. It had six eyes ‘n’ everything. I couldn’t. I tapped out. Both of us did. No lie. I can’t make this up…

The last book I read was… J. T. Geissinger’s, MAKE ME SIN, book 2 in the Bad Habit series. One word: A.J. Angels just did their hallelujah-thing when I said his name. Did anyone else catch that? LOL! Oh my Lamb, that book yes and amen!!

Thank you for having me, Christine! This was so much fun! Now I guess I better go fix dinner. Sigh. My kids are so high-maintenance… :)

That was fun Naima! I’m so glad you stopped by for a chat. Best of luck with The Millionaire Makeover :)

 

 

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THE MILLIONAIRE MAKEOVER
Bachelor Auction #2
Naima Simone
Releasing on February 8, 2016
Entangled Indulgence

 

 

Plain-Jane computer programmer Khloe Richardson needs a date—one to make the prince of her dreams jealous. Maybe then he’ll finally see
her as a desirable swan and not the ugly duckling in the second office from the left.
 
But when she bids on a bachelor at a charity auction, the man she wins is millionaire Niall Hunter—who once made intense, passionate love
to her and then left without a word. She’s determined not to let her guard down again—among other things—around the infamous Irish lothario.
 
Niall never imagined his penance for one hot-as-hell night with his best friend’s little sister would be transforming her from a shy
wallflower to a sultry siren. Helping her attract another man is torture…especially when he promised his friend he’d stay away. Plus, she
wants forever, and he’s not a forever kind of guy. But Niall can’t stop wanting her. Can’t stop touching her. Can’t stop, period. And damn if he can remember why he has to…

EXCERPT

A bead of sweat rolled down Niall’s spine as every pint of blood in his body seemed to flow south and congregate in his cock. Somewhere there was a woodshed with his name on it for the lessons he’d taught Khloe that night. As much as he’d been drinking, he shouldn’t have been able to move, much less fuck. But he’d taken her like a man possessed. Over and over. On her back. Her stomach. Her side. On his back. And he recalled each and every moment as if the sheer heat of those hours had burned away memories that should’ve been fogged by alcohol. Maybe that was part of his punishment for laying a hand on Michael’s much-loved baby sister. Damned to never forget the most explosive, mind-blowing sex of his life…and doomed never to repeat it because of his friend’s last request before his death.

Yeah, God was definitely a woman.

Only a female could be that fucking diabolical.

 
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Naima’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey and Linda Howard many years ago. Though her first attempt at writing a romance novel at 11 never saw the light of day, her love of romance and writing has endured. Now, she spends her time creating stories of unique men and women who experience the dizzying heights of passion and the tender heat of love. She is the wife to Superman – or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent – and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.
 
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BEAUTY AND THE BACHELOR
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Posted by on February 12, 2016 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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A FRIENDLY FLIRTATION by Christine Warner ~ Goodreads Giveaway

The 3rd book in the Friends First series titled A FRIENDLY FLIRTATION releases February 15, 2016.

~~I am so excited~~

My wonderful publisher ENTANGLED PUBLISHING is hosting a giveaway for a print copy.

Just click on the link below to enter! Good Luck :)

 

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A Friendly Flirtation by Christine Warner

A Friendly Flirtation

by Christine Warner

Giveaway starts January 16, 2016 and ends February 15, 2016.

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Posted by on January 16, 2016 in Entangled Publishing

 

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BOOK BLAST ~ All In by Aleah Barley ~ Giveaway

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About ALL IN

 

World-class statistician and poker prodigy Daisy Drake has two rules: never risk anything you can’t afford to lose, and never, ever, trust a gambler. Which is why she gave up the game and moved to Los Angeles, where she became a tenured professor. But when an old acquaintance calls needing Daisy’s…expertise…to help catch a cheater, she heads back to Las Vegas and the poker tables.

FBI Agent Ryan DiNatto’s been a gambler since he was four, and a hustler since he hit puberty. Coming off an undercover mission that ended with him shot and his partner in a wheelchair, Ryan’s out for blood. With a mob accountant and a hit man on the loose, the stakes have never been higher, and this time, he’s determined to make things right—even if it means beating spunky, sexy, Daisy Adams at her own game

EXCERPT

In the two weeks he’d prepped to go undercover as a tournament poker player at the Hendrix, Ryan had studied the case file more thoroughly than he’d ever studied anything in college. This was his chance to prove he was really back. That he wasn’t just the screw-up who’d gotten Jack shot.

More importantly, it was his chance to take another crack at Vic Morelli. There’d been enough stolen property in the warehouse to send Vic upriver for five to thirty—depending on the judge—but the Feds were still working to build racketeering and corruption charges. Ryan wasn’t about to let that stand. He wanted the mobster in jail for life or—better—parked on death row for conspiracy to commit murder.

Forget the drug dens in Manhattan or the warehouse in the Bronx; he was going to hit the man where it hurt.

His wallet.

Edgar Blethins was Vic’s best friend and personal accountant. The FBI had frozen all of the accounts he managed, but there was still a chunk of money unaccounted for.

Ten million, seven hundred and twenty-six thousand dollars to be exact.

Almost eleven million dollars hadn’t just gotten up and walked away. So when Blethins signed up for the Hendrix’s inaugural poker tournament in Las Vegas, it only made sense to send an agent in undercover to keep an eye out for him.

Ryan had demanded to be put on the case. He’d fucking begged, and when he’d finally gotten the go-ahead for the assignment? He’d started doing his homework.

He knew every employee, every longtime guest, and every big winner currently checked into the hotel. He for damn sure knew every player registered to play in the tournament, but he didn’t know “Adams, Daisy Adams” from Eve.

The woman had to be a last minute entry.

But how? And why?

In the world of professional gambling, the women who played were tough, domineering, and sexy as hell. Men wore TT-shirts, shorts, and lucky charms, anything to stay comfortable. Women wore low-cut shirts and too much makeup, working their own special charm to gain the slightest advantage.

Daisy Adams wasn’t sexy. She was cute.

Wearing a pair of cotton-candy pajamas with fluffy white sheep embroidered on them, she was adorable. The pajamas were a size too big, hanging loose on her already petite frame, but they didn’t completely hide her curved hips and firm, high breasts. Her hair was inky black, loose waves flowing around her heart-shaped face like a dark and twisted halo. Her features were delicate, like the rest of her. Her eyes were royal blue, so deep they were almost purple.

“Is there any other reason I’d be in Las Vegas?” she snapped, answering his earlier question. Her tone was harsh, coming from soft pink lips that curved generously on top and were full on the bottom. At five in the morning, she probably wasn’t wearing any makeup, so the apple red color of her cheeks had to be all natural. Fresh from bed, she smelled like the orange trees his grandparents kept in their dining room in Coney Island in winter, then dragged outside for the summer months.

Fresh faced and innocent, what the hell was she doing in the casino?

“You play poker?” Ryan asked, just in case he was missing something.

“Sure, want some pointers?”

Cute wasn’t his type. He liked leggy law-enforcement professionals who knew the score—he’d been engaged to three of them—but Daisy had spunk.

Ryan liked spunk.

It kept things interesting.

He wondered if the blush that was coloring her skin went all the way down, underneath those absurd pajamas. The way she was glaring at him, she’d probably cut his throat if he tried to find out, but it might be worth it. His gaze moved back to those warm, full, lips. It would definitely be worth it.

“I’m always up for improving my technique.” He ran his fingers through his hair, wishing he’d had time to brush it before he opened the door. “Give me a second to throw on a shirt, and I’ll take you out to breakfast.”

“What?” Daisy’s hands went to her hips—all spunky and defiant—and those threadbare pajamas pulled tight against her petite curves.

Ryan lost the ability to think.

Damn. Daisy might be small, but she was very well proportioned, with luscious breasts and full hips. What was she wearing under those things anyway? A gentleman would step back and close the door, but—fuck it—he definitely wasn’t a gentleman.

He moved closer for a better view.

 

 

On Sale in Digital: January 4, 2016

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When West Virginia wild child, Glory Allen enters a private poker game with her town’s dreams at stake she loses it all. To make matters worse, she’s trapped in a car with the sexy but infuriating man who won—and accused her of cheating. Now because of him, she’s on the run from the mafia who put out a hit on the stuck-up casino magnate with the toe-curling good looks—and he isn’t even her type. So why can’t she cool the explosive chemistry between them?

 

She’s out of control…and she’s enough to drive Luke Tanner crazy. Yet she’s the only one willing to put her neck on the line…for him—a complete stranger she professes to hate. Now he’s in debt…to her. And it’s a debt he’s willing to work off any way she wants…on the hood of his sports car, in a waterfall—wherever she’ll have him, he’s willing to pay the price.

 

But the stakes are raised when they return to West Virginia—helping Luke escape has put Glory and her hometown in the sites of someone who wants him dead. This time Glory decides she’s not going to end up empty-handed—it’s time for the winner to take all and she won’t stop ’til she wins his heart.

 

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Author Bio: Aleah Barley is a writer of explosive romance for everyone. She lives and writes in Detroit, Michigan, with a cat who’s recently learned how to levitate, an over enthusiastic Labrador, and the cutest guy in the world. She will do anything for a hot cup of coffee or a wild romance–and, she can spell onomatoepia without using spell check.

You can also visit her online at the following places:

Website  |  Twitter  |  Facebook  |  Goodreads  |  Amazon 

 
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Posted by on January 14, 2016 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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COVER REVEAL ~ A Friendly Flirtation by Christine Warner

~~COVER REVEAL~~

Please help me celebrate the cover of the third and final book in my FRIENDS FIRST series titled

A FRIENDLY FLIRTATION

This contemporary romance releases on February 15, 2016 with the Contemporary Select line with Entangled Publishing 

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One kiss can change your life…

Allison Hall is fed up with being a social outcast. Even at the tech company where she works for her brother and his best friend, Jared, she’s the invisible nerdy girl. What she needs is confidence—and that requires a makeover and dating tips. And she knows just the man to help…

Jared Esterly is shocked when Allison asks for his assistance and turns her down, knowing that her brother—his business partner and best friend, Nick—would kill him if he dated her, even if it is just for practice. But when Al’s attempt to make changes on her own fails spectacularly, Jared reluctantly steps in. Things heat up quickly, and soon lessons move from the salon to the bedroom.

When overprotective big-brother Nick discovers Jared is dating Allison, their friendship and business partnership sour. Allison, consumed by guilt, must make a choice: stay with Jared, even though that means ruining his friendship with Nick and possibly his career, or leave the one man who sets her on fire.

 

EXCERPT

She leaned her forehead against his chin, then tilted her head back, parting her lips and inviting him in for another kiss.

And he wanted seconds. More than he’d ever imagined. The soft blush creeping over her face, the way her breasts strained against her blouse as she tried to regain her breathing only encouraged him. Holy. Fuck. With her it’d be too easy to forget where the hell they were. And he didn’t like an audience. Not now. With Allison, not ever.

But that didn’t stop him from running his thumb over her bottom lip. For a second he lost sense of where they were when her eyes grew dark and her lashes fluttered gently over her skin. She looked so beautiful, and that protective urge— or maybe he should just call it what is is…lust—overtook him. He couldn’t picture her with anyone but him. Fuck. He didn’t want her with anyone else. Screw Nick. He’d deal with him later.

If anyone would teach Allison how to please a man, let a real man do the job.

Him.

She was ready, so was he. He was willing, and so was she. And they were both adults. “Al, I don’t want you with any of these men.”

She sighed, sagging against him. “Are we really going to have this conversation again? I—”

He took her mouth in a hard kiss, parting the seam of her lips with his tongue and thrusting inside, swallowing her gasp. She melted against him. He slid his hands down her throat, past her shoulders, and lower still until he curved his arm around her back and squeezed her rear. She smiled into their kiss, and this time he melted. “Do I need to rephrase?” he whispered against her mouth.

She shook her head, their mouths still touching. “I really only wanted one man in this room, but I didn’t think he wanted—”

“You better be talking about me.” He leaned back just far enough so he could watch the way her emotions flickered across her eyes. Excitement. Uncertainty. Acceptance. She nodded, her lips parted and moist.

“Are you telling me—?”

“I’m telling you I’ve come to my senses. Or lost them completely.”

 
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Posted by on January 11, 2016 in Cover Reveals

 

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So, I read this book…Double Down by Victoria Pratt

First let me start out with my disclaimer. lol I’m not a professional reviewer. Even though I’m an author, I also love to read. I read quite a bit and on occasion I like to share a book or novella that has really grabbed hold of me and pass it with along to my blog friends. 

Today I’d like to share Victoria Pratt’s debut mystery. This was a light hearted story kept me entertained and smiling. I believe this is the 1st book in a series, which is exciting.

MY REVIEW:

A quick paced, light-hearted mystery featuring a fast talking heroine and a sexy as sin hero.

I really enjoyed Double Down, which is the debut book by Victoria Pratt. The author did a fabulous job building her characters. I loved the quick dialogue, the fast paced story, and basically everything about the book.

Written in 1st person, I was sucked right into the story from the first page. I liked that Cassidy Jones was a strong main character who knew her mind, and didn’t let the fact that some of her male co-workers didn’t take her detective skills seriously.

When she got the chance to prove herself—by pretending to be a stripper in order to find a murderer—the fun began.

It didn’t hurt that she had a bestie that acted much like her, and when they were together their conversations were a lot of fun. They played off each other so well. Very entertaining.

And then there’s Lorenzo. I can sum him up in one word. YUM!

I can’t wait to see what happens to Cassidy next. Will Lorenzo be in book 2, or will she find another hottie? Will she move up in rank, tackle another case, keep her cockiness and her bestie?

I guess we’ll have to stay tuned …

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He’s her kind of danger…

Small-town-girl Cassidy Jones is a fast-driving, sharp-shooting, man-loving cop with a loud laugh. She’s also really good at her job—a fact that is completely irrelevant to the good ol’ boys at the station. So when a local mobster is murdered, and the Chief is forced to turn to Cassidy for help, she’s excited to get the opportunity to prove herself.

Sure, the only reason she’s going undercover is because she’s one of only two female cops on the force. Still, it beats the hell out of writing parking tickets. There’s just one little problem: she’s falling hard for Lorenzo, the mobster’s dangerously sexy brother—and possible murder suspect. With everyone at the station assuming she’ll fail, Cassidy cannot act on her attraction.

But when Cassidy’s instincts lead her to a shocking suspect, her reputation isn’t the only thing at stake.

 

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Title: Double Down
Series: Cassidy Jones, #1
Author: Victoria Pratt
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 233 pages
ISBN: 978-1-63375-211-5
Release Date: October 26, 2015
Imprint: Select Contemporary

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What to Read Wednesday with Samanthe Beck author of Compromising Her Position ~ Giveaway

I’m so glad it’s Wednesday because that means it’s time for What to Read Wednesday :) Please help me welcome the amazing Samanthe Beck to the blog. She talking about naming her characters–one of  my favorite subjects–and then sharing her release Compromising Her Position. I love, LOVE this cover and the blurb sounds amazing.

And, don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway :)

Take it away Samanthe …

 

First off, a big THANK YOU to the lovely and talented Christine Warner for having me here to talk about my latest Brazen, Compromising Her Position. It’s a super-sexy story, (it’s a Brazen, after all!), involving hotel executive Rafe St. Sebastian, competitor Chelsea Wayne, a Santa suit, and an epic case of mistaken identity. Basically, Chelsea shoves the wrong Santa into a supply closet during the company Christmas party and wishes him a happy holiday that is definitely NSFW! Oops. Talk about a compromising position.

 

What inspired me to do such a naughty thing to my characters? Well, I’m not saying I sit around Googling “David Gandy naked” all day, but I did happen upon an image of the insanely photogenic Mr. Gandy in bed, naked, save for a Santa hat. My initial reaction, of course, was, “Holy crap! Imagine the line at the mall to sit on Santa’s lap if he were in the suit.” Then I thought about the iconic costume, and everything it entails, and wondered if we’d even know there was a hottie beneath.

 

Boom. Inspiration for all sorts of naughtiness. I had a perfect vision of my hero. Now all I had to do was name him. Names are important. A good one grabs a reader’s interest, while a bad one can pull her right out of a story. Admittedly, it’s highly subjective. Maybe I don’t like a certain name because it reminds me of the kid who used to freak me out with his rubber snake in first grade? I can’t know everyone’s name peeves, but I can know my characters. For Rafe I wanted something that sounded as worldly as the man himself. I also needed a name that would work as the masthead for a chain of luxury resorts. Sadly, David Gandy was already taken, but I thought Rafael St. Sebastian had a nice ring to it. Rafe is only one letter away from rake, and that worked for me. The St. Sebastian sounded like somewhere I’d have to cough up $500.00 a night to stay. Done.

 

Naming Chelsea took a little more work. She’s a good girl…a people-pleaser working in an industry where those tendencies take her far, but on a personal level, result in her being taken advantage of. She’s ready to get tough with herself, though, and stop making the same mistakes. I liked the combination of Chelsea, (which sounds soft and sweet to me), and Wayne, (which calls to mind big, bad, take-no-bullshit John Wayne). It struck the right balance, to me.

 

I’d love to know what you think!  Is there a name that ruins a book for you, no matter how awesome the story might be? (But wait, if it’s Rafe or Chelsea, don’t tell me)!

 

Do have a safe and happy Thanksgiving.

 

xoxo,

Samanthe

 

 

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COMPROMISING HER POSITION

a Compromise Me Novel
Samanthe Beck
Releasing November 16, 2015
Entangled Brazen
A sexy category romance from Entangled’s Brazen imprint…

He’s not who she expected, but he’s exactly the man she needs…
When Chelsea Wayne drags Santa into a supply closet for a little office party nookie, she assumes the man in the suit is her on-again/off-again coworker boyfriend. Instead, it’s Rafe St. Sebastian, a man known for his hard-driving ways in business as well as the bedroom–and, kill her now, the brand spanking new owner of Las Ventanas–who grants her naughtiest Christmas wishes.
So much for her reputation, not to mention her career.
Rafe needs to close three acquisitions to prove to his father he’s ready to take the helm of St. Sebastian Enterprises. A hot interlude in a supply closet after deal number two seems like the perfect illicit Christmas bonus. Unfortunately, when that “bonus” becomes the key to the final deal, he finds himself back in bed–so to speak–with Chelsea, and after their steamy tryst, he’s not interested in keeping things professional…

EXCERPT

“There is nothing personal between us.”

“I beg to differ. In fact, I’m fairly certain I know your deepest, darkest secret.”

“I sincerely doubt that.”

He brought his mouth to her ear. “You knew I wasn’t Paul.”

“No.” The denial, though immediate, sounded slightly breathless, slightly desperate.

She had to have at least suspected, at some point. He refused to believe otherwise. “Not at first. But when I had you clinging to the tables, trembling so hard you could barely stand? You knew.”

“You-you’re delusional. If I’d realized you weren’t Paul, don’t you think I would have stopped you?”

“No. By the time you realized, you didn’t care.” The crowd around them erupted into a countdown.

Ten… He cupped her jaw in one hand…
Nine… and slid the other down her back. Then lower. Eight… “You didn’t care about anything except my tongue tracing the path of your thong”—he let his fingers do the honor now—“all the way down until I could taste your sweet, throbbing little—”

“I thought you were Paul!” Her wide eyes darted to his, pupils huge.

Five… “Remember how you used your body to beg for more? There’s no f-ing way you’ve ever begged like that for Paul Barrington. No f-ing way. I could have you begging again.”

Her breathing came in quick, shallow pants. The hands she’d rested lightly on his shoulders tightened, bunching his jacket in a white-knuckled grip. She shook her head. “Not going to happen.”

Three… He was risking getting his face slapped in the middle of a dance floor on New Year’s Eve, but he didn’t care. For some inexcusable reason, he needed to know she wanted him, not Barrington.

Two… He spread his palm over the perfect curve of her ass and hauled her against him, so she’d feel just how well he remembered every damn detail of their last meeting.

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“It’s not?” he challenged, and then crushed her lips under his.

Cheers of “Happy New Year” echoed around them over the strains of “Auld Lang Syne.” A flotilla of black and silver balloons sailed down from the ceiling. Guests laughed, and sang, and jostled them while he kissed her. Sparkly, star- shaped confetti rained over everyone and everything, and he kept right on kissing her. Her arms twined around his neck. Her lips parted. She flattened one hand against the back of his head and held on. When he bent her over his arm and swept his tongue into her soft, yielding mouth, she wrapped her leg around his hip. The heat of her body practically seared his thigh through his tuxedo pants.

He trapped her lower lip between his teeth and nibbled. There went his no biting promise, but her shuddery moan told him she didn’t mind.

The song ended. The house lights came up a few notches. He slowly drew her upright, and even more slowly relinquished her mouth. She stared up at him, dazed, her lips plumped from their kiss.

“You’re a terrible liar, Miss Wayne.”

Giving her a grin he hoped didn’t reveal how much the move cost him, he walked away.

 
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Wine lover, sleep fanatic, and USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy contemporary romance novels, Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her long-suffering but extremely adorable husband and their turbo-son, Hud. Throw in a furry ninja named Kitty and Bebe the trash talking Chihuahua and you get the whole, chaotic picture.
 
When not clinging to sanity by her fingernails or dreaming up fun, fan-your-cheeks sexy ways to get her characters to happily-ever-afters, she
searches for the perfect cabernet to pair with Ambien.
 
 
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Posted by on November 25, 2015 in What to Read Wednesday

 

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HOW TO LOSE A BACHELOR
Anna Banks
Releasing Nov 9th, 2015
Entangled: Bliss
When Rochelle Ransom auditioned for the dating show Luring Love, she had big plans for winning the prize money to help her favorite charity–and if she won the hot bachelor’s heart, even better. But at the last minute she finds out the hot bachelor is her ex-boyfriend, Grant Drake. Desperate to keep her distance from him, she’ll do anything–and everything–to get voted off.
Years ago, Rochelle broke Grant’s heart, and he’s out for revenge. There’s no way he’ll vote her off.  After all, vengeance
is a dish best served red-hot…and on live television.
When her hilarious antics to get kicked off the show escalate, Grant’s reminded why he fell in love with her the first time. Now he isn’t sure which might be more fun… Seeing how far Rochelle is willing to go to get away or how far he will to keep her forever.

EXCERPT

“Aaaand rolling!” Chris said, retaking the director’s seat a few feet away.

Grant could practically feel the cameras focusing back on him. “I’ve decided to be America’s reporter for the day,” he said, having already memorized his lines. “So I have a few questions to ask that I think everyone will want to know—including me.” Their eyes locked. So did Rochelle’s jaw. Grant paused for effect. Then, “Why on earth would you choose to audition for a sleezy show like Luring Love?”

“CUT!” yelled Chris.

“I mean, have you really drained the dating pool already?” Grant continued, getting angrier with each word out of his mouth. These were, after all, valid questions. Never in a million years would Rochelle have chased after a man—so why the hell was she here? “What would your mother say? Coming on a show like this to paw at a man who’s already got nine other women doing the same thing?”

“I said cut!” Chris growled.

“Oh, are we going to talk about mothers, then?” Rochelle flung back her hair. “Instead of dating pools, let’s talk about gene pools—and the fact that you and your four siblings originated from separate ones!”

“Cut, cut, cut!” Chris had his hand on Grant’s shoulder, but Grant wouldn’t turn his eyes away from Rochelle. Her expression read Challenge Accepted.

Did she really just insult his mother’s…need for variety in life? He couldn’t let that low blow go unpunished. “Let’s do talk about gene pools and how we both know that cleavage of that particular magnitude doesn’t run in your family.”

Taken aback, Rochelle clutched at her shirt. Grant felt a win on the horizon, if hurling mother insults could, in fact, be considered winning at anything. “It’s a halter top, moron. It’s designed for cleavage. Besides, you didn’t seem to be complaining when I walked in!” she added.

His mouth fell slightly ajar. She noticed me noticing. Did the crew? Will America? “It doesn’t suit you,” he blurted.  A complete lie. It enhanced an already irresistible figure—so much so that he just might have been willing to change his general opinion on how much cleavage a woman should expose in public.  In fact, he suspected he’d change his view on world peace if Rochelle sat on his lap and asked him to.

“Really? Everything underneath suited the hell out of you before!”

“For God’s sake,” Chris said, standing in front of Grant to block his view of Rochelle. “Are we speaking the same language?”

 
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NYT Bestselling YA author of The Syrena Legacy series: OF POSEIDON (2012) OF TRITON (2013) OF NEPTUNE (2014). Repped by
rockstar Lucy Carson of the Friedrich Agency. I live with my husband and daughter in the Florida Panhandle. I have a southern accent compared to New Yorkers, and I enjoy food cooked with real fat. I can’t walk in high heels, but I’m very good at holding still in them. If you put chocolate in front of me, you must not have wanted it in the first place.
 
 
 
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Posted by on November 9, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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