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Hi Doris! I’m really excited to be at your place
today. So, I’ve cyber visited you in the
past but today I took the time and looked through every single tab at your
site, your blog and even your Evernight page.
Holy guacamole, woman! I know you
must get the question all the time, “Doris, how do you produce so much?” I want to know too! Seeing all your covers, banners, all your
flashes, your coming soon projects, really inspired me today. So I just wanted to say thank you for having
me, but more importantly, thank you for unleashing your muse for the masses who
love your stories. I hope your readers
will enjoy a little snippet of my most recent work, Sin’s Flower (Book 2 of the Sin Pointe Novels). J
Love Stories Rock!
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Awww, thanks so much for those kind words, Carlene. How do I do it? An overactive muse. She's gone on hols atm, but I know she'll be back with a vengeance soon enough.
Let's look at this fab new book of yours. I love the cover!!!
Sin’s
Flower Blurb:
When Jaxon James, a sexy rock star
and struggling single-father, is invited to ditch California and spend
Christmas in Tennessee with his estranged family, he hesitantly accepts for his
young daughter’s sake. But his attraction
to his best friend’s baby sister, Lily Elstone, threatens to unravel the bonds
he’s made for his daughter. The
honorable thing to do would be to give up Lily.
But his instincts are telling him she’s exactly the one who could bring
light to his life and the missing fire to his bed. Unfortunately, Lily's too sweet for his
world. He fears his rock and roll life
style will taint her. How far are Jaxon
and Lily willing to go to find what’s missing at home?
Sin’s
Flower Excerpt:
Jaxon watched
Lily’s hands sinking down into the sand from behind as hesitancy chopped up his
steps. Years of ending up in dire
situations had made him a decisive man when he needed to be. He was making one of those executive
decisions right now. It didn’t matter
why she’d come. And he was close to
dismissing his reluctance over whose baby sister she was. Not when she wore that swishing angelic
lavender top that covered her from neck to shoulder to fingertip, driving him
insane with curiosity. God, and that
flaming hair which had gone from neon just yesterday to a flattering shade of
cinnamon temptation tonight. His grip
tightened around the folding chairs he’d gone to fetch. Purposefully, he slowed down.
Then
stopped.
Wanting her was
one thing, but hurting this young woman was not okay.
Standing back,
he took another couple minutes to contemplate what could happen tonight. What he could control and make happen.
He knew they
should talk. He just hoped she didn’t
mind how close he intended on being to her while that happened. His grip loosened and one of the folding
lounge chairs fell to the sand. There
would be plenty of room for the both of them on the one. He walked until he made it back to her side
and unfolded the chair to its full length.
“Uh, hi,” she
said shyly, her brow furrowing in concentration.
“Hey.” He sat down and held his arms out to assist
her. “Sit with me?” He hadn’t given her much of a choice and
caught her eye scanning the sandy trail where he’d come from. “Yeah, I figured we didn’t need that one.”
“Oh, okay. Wait, just so we’re clear here. You want me to sit, where exactly?”
God, she would
kill him tonight. That amount of cute
couldn’t be faked. “Here, with me.” Her eyes widened in disbelief so he scooted
until he was flush with the back of the nylon chair and then opened his legs,
letting one straddle each side. “There’s
room.”
“You’re crazy,”
she said shaking her head.
He let out a
faked huff. His quick decision had been
too fast for her and she wouldn’t believe this was his way of comforting
her. “I’ll go fetch the other chair.”
She gouged her
hand into her hip. “Wait. It’s just…I really don’t think I’m gonna
fit.”
A hurricane
couldn’t have swayed her decision to stay put.
But she eventually bent her knees, bracing herself with strong hands,
and lowered herself until her squeezable bottom met the chair. Because he wanted her closer, he took the
liberty of placing his hands at each side of her waist and scooted her back
until she was flush with his chest and his lap.
On second
thought, that was way too close.
Someone would
kill him for the throbbing going on so close to their little sister. He wiggled an inch of space between Lily and
his now obvious and straining erection.
The last thing he wanted to do was leave her thinking he was incapable
of a conversation without sex ending up front and center. He had amazing amounts of control in that
department. It came along with all the
years he’d practiced on the road.
Tonight, plainly put, he just wanted to be close to someone, to
Lily. And this was the way he knew how
to do that.
“So what did you
want to talk about?” he asked.
“I, I don’t
know.” It sounded like nerves had her.
They didn’t have
to start with words. Fuck him for his
appetite but he could say more by doing this anyway.
Hey
you, horny fucker. This is the part
where you pat her on the head, say you’re sorry, and send her back to her big
sister. This is not the time for
indulging. Pack it up, Jaxon.
Yeah, no
questions about it. That’s what he
should do.
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This sounds fabulous, Carlene, and I wish you tons of sales!
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Hi!!! I'm so happy to be here today! Thank you for having me, Doris :) Happy reading to everyone :)
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