*grins*
Take it away, London!
*****
Thanks so much
for having me over to visit today and talk about my new release. When I sat
down with my trusty laptop to write a story about love and chocolate here’s
what I had to draw inspiration from: My love of writing romance. My own little
addiction to almost everything chocolate. A picture of a sexy woman with melted
chocolate dribbles on her lips, chin, hands and chest. And a cute quote from
Dave Barry about…. You guessed it—chocolate. I connected all the dots and came
up with Confessions of a Chocoholic,
which is a contemporary erotic romance and part of the Romance on the Go line
through Evernight
Publishing.
I had a great
time writing Lexi and Colton’s story, and hope the readers enjoy it, too.
Blurb
Like
countless single mothers, Lexi Collins wears many hats. Loving daughter. Big
sister. Sole breadwinner. Freelance photographer. Graphic designer. Best
friend. But while those roles are fulfilling, the one thing that eludes her is
finding the right partner in life.
When
Colton Westmore, the sexy owner of the popular dating site, LoveMatch.com
sweeps Lexi off her feet, her chances of finally grabbing that golden ring
increases exponentially, but a bleached blonde bombshell threatens to put an
end to Lexi’s new found happiness.
Are
her assumptions about Colton wrong? And if so, there’s only one woman who can
ruin the magic between them, and that woman is Lexi herself.
Excerpt
Colton
took the few steps it required to cross the space, put his drink on the table
behind me, and took the camera from around my neck. He placed it on the plush
banquette tucked around the table. “I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he
said.
“You’ve
been thinking about removing my camera?”
“No.”
He dipped his head, and brushed his lips across mine in a whisper-soft touch. A
burn started and seemed to smolder between my legs. “I’ve been thinking about
tasting your lips.”
Unable
to stop myself, I dropped my unopened can. It made a dull thud when it hit the
floor beside me. I stood up on my tiptoes, wrapped my arms around his strong
neck, and pressed my lips to his.
His
large hand rested between my shoulder blades and the other on my lower back. I
actually hated the shirt I had on. Even though it was lightweight, the barrier
of the material kept me from feeling his flesh on mine. My thoughts quickly
changed back to his tongue as it traced along the curve of my upper lip. He
nibbled at me. His hand slipped up to the back of my moist neck. He twined his
fingers into my curls and tugged gently at the base of my hair, pulling my head
back. He kissed my jaw. My exposed throat. Nuzzled his nose in the hollow
there.
“You
taste salty sweet,” he said in a voice that tantalized.
Feeling
lightheaded, I moaned when he did a combination of open mouth caresses and
teeth-nibbles on my skin. But, when he swept his lips up to my ear and drew the
fleshy lobe into his mouth, I wanted to crumple.
“That
feels so good,” I said. I shuddered in his arms.
“You’re
beautiful, Lex.”
His
warm breath gusting across my hot flesh and his words were enough to make
chills ripple down my spine.
I
slid my hands along the back of his shirt, feeling the muscles I had to see. I
tugged at the bottom, lifting. “Take this off,” I said in a breathless pant,
throwing any pretense of caution to the wind.
Colton
brought his head up from my neck. Without hesitation, he ripped the T-shirt
from over his head and dropped it. Tanned skin, immense biceps, large pectorals
with small, pebbled, copper-colored nipples, and a slab of abdominal muscles
greeted me.
I
reached for him and fingered the ripples on his stomach before I kissed his
flesh, peppering his chest with hot kisses. When I flicked his nipple with my
tongue, the muscles beneath my hand and mouth jumped. I lightly bit. He groaned
and moved the hair from my face. I glanced up at him from beneath my lashes. He
was looking at me with an intensity that shook me for a moment, but I didn’t
have time to dwell upon the emotion because he picked me up and sat my backside
down on the table. My legs dangled over the edge. My flip-flops took a
nosedive.
“Are
you sure you want this?” Colton asked.
“What
if I said I never wanted anything more?”
He
unbuttoned my shirt and folded back the cotton fabric. “What if I said, I know.” It wasn’t a question.
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About
London:
London Saint James has lived in many
places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams
and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives
with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.
As an award-winning, bestselling,
multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the
scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and
all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off
someday.
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Thanks for letting me hang out with you today and talk about my new release! *Hugs*
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