Welcome to What to Read Wednesday!
Today we have my awesome friend and fellow author Kristina Knight guest blogging. She’s written a great post I think we can all relate to, and she’s also celebrating her latest release Mr. Right Now. I just love that title and love the cover even more.
So, grab your favorite drink and snack and sit back for a treat
Take it away Kristi…
Calgon, Take Me Away!
I live in a fictional world 75% of the time. Playing with my characters, ‘seeing’ new sights, getting emotionally overcome because my hero (or heroine) does something really, really … um…unheroic. The other 25% of the time I’m a mom and wife. Housekeeper. Cleaner of the toilet. Shopper for the groceries who gets the, ‘why can’t we eat hotdogs all the time?!?’ questions that make her want to poke her eye out with red-hot spoon.
Good, I see you’re all still with me!
As much as I love bebe and RadioMan, there are days when I just want to stay in my insular little fiction world. Like, maybe forever. I don’t want to clean puke off the carpet and if I have to fold one more load of laundry I’m going to lose it. Those are the moments I look for a little escape. Sometimes I’ll escape back into my fictional world. Sometimes I’ll go scouring Pinterest for a little eye-vacation. Because, for me, dreaming about a fabulous tropical vacation is almost as good as actually going to that paradise. Note I said ‘almost’ there.
My favorite vacation spots have always been tropical – I blame my mid-west upbringing with that. When you’re surrounded by Oak and Elm trees, a nice palm sounds heavenly. Plus, there is the beach aspect and maybe a hot cabana boy to help you while away the time. These days I’d rather take RadioMan along and skip right over the cabana boy … and we could all play on the beach away from social networks and pinging email and ringing phones.
That sounds heavenly.
In my new book, MR. RIGHT NOW, Casey needs a vacation from her life. She’s got reporters hanging out on her doorstep, a constantly ringing phone and jangling nerves. So when her best friend and agent suggests a cruise she goes along. Little does she know there is more to this cruise than she expected….
Tell me, readers, do you have a favorite vacation spot? And, what is your favorite thing about vacations – seeing something new? The ability to avoid email/social networks without guilt? What?
The wrong guy might be just right for her. When her celebrity boyfriend of three years dumps her and claims he’s now gay, unlucky-in-love author Casey Cash decides to get out of New York. A cruise seems like the perfect escape: everyone onboard will be locked away from television, newspapers and internet gossip pages, allowing her some much needed relaxation. There’s only one problem: her oh-so-helpful agent has hired a male escort for her…and a big NYC paper has sent a pesky reporter on-board, vowing to get the dirt. Mason Drury doesn’t want to write an expose on Casey, but he’s in a bind. After a source flipped on him, he’s persona non grata at his newspaper. Celebrity trash or not, this story will put him back on top. Too bad he finds himself breaking the first rule of reporting by getting attached to his subject and letting bias influence his story. Casey’s much more interested in sexy Mason than the annoying escort who’s bunking in her room. Mason might even have romantic potential if she can shake her well-meaning-but nosey-fans. Oh, and that reporter. She’s got to avoid him at all costs…
CONTENT WARNING: A smattering of sass, sex and a heaping happily ever after. A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance
Casey needed things to slow down. And she desperately wanted whatever was happening to speed up. She didn’t know who Mason was. Didn’t know if he was the reporter or just some random guy. Her head said he was the reporter. Why else would he have hit on her so hard from the time she came on board? It had to be part of his plan.
But then, why would a reporter waste time talking to a random woman about her life? Setting her up with another harmless guy who would bolster her self-confidence and help her bounce back from rejection. That was something a nice guy would do. Casey wanted badly for Mason to be a nice guy. Just for a little bit.
Then she’d go back to the craziness of Tyler and figuring out who the reporter was. How to avoid him and save what was left of her reputation.
Surely her future could spare her a few more minutes with Mason Drury.
“What’s your plan?” he asked, his eyes intent on hers.
What was her plan? She knew she had one. It was a good one, too. What was it again?
He pressed his lips to hers, and she didn’t care about plans or who was following whom.
One little kiss.
What could it hurt?
Once upon a time, Kristina Knight spent her days running from car crash to fire to meetings with local police—no, she wasn’t a troublemaker, she was a journalist. When the opportunity to focus a bit of energy on the stories in her head, she jumped at it. And she’s never looked back. Now she writes magazine articles by day and romance novels with spice by night. She lives on Lake Erie with her husband and daughter. Happily ever after.