Now available for pre-order! And I'm excited to reveal the cover too, since I absolutely love it!
Three of Hearts is part of the Riptide Publishing charity anthology Share the Love. Each year, Riptide Publishing releases a holiday collection in support of an LGBTQ charity. Twenty percent of all proceeds from this year's collection will be donated to the It Gets Better Project. - See more at: http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/collections/share-the-love#sthash.QibMNGgQ.dpuf
I'm thrilled to be a part of this project for such a great cause.
Here's a bit more about Three of Hearts:
Haylee Tremayne is tired of the road. The concert tour for Three of Hearts was a success, but she’s confused by the inexplicable tension between her bandmates, Ben and Lucas. She’s also ready to go home to her boyfriend in Nashville. Time off would probably help everyone relax, even if it is Christmas, a season with too many bad memories.
But right before their last concert, Haylee discovers she’s been dumped for a sexy girly-girl. Story of her life: all guys see is tomboy Haylee. At the after-concert party, she drowns her sorrows and—desperate to feel feminine for once in her life—asks Ben and Lucas for a threesome. And it’s just as sexy and fun as she hoped.
Back in Nashville, Ben and Lucas prove again and again that their first night wasn’t a mistake. But the tension between them is still high, and on Christmas Eve, their ménage takes a stunning turn. When it all falls apart, Haylee is terrified that their crazy relationship might cost them the band, their success, and worst of all, each other.
- See more at: http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/three-of-hearts#sthash.1WrGDYCY.dpuf
Three of Hearts is part of the Riptide Publishing charity anthology Share the Love. Each year, Riptide Publishing releases a holiday collection in support of an LGBTQ charity. Twenty percent of all proceeds from this year's collection will be donated to the It Gets Better Project. - See more at: http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/collections/share-the-love#sthash.QibMNGgQ.dpuf
I'm thrilled to be a part of this project for such a great cause.
Here's a bit more about Three of Hearts:
Haylee Tremayne is tired of the road. The concert tour for Three of Hearts was a success, but she’s confused by the inexplicable tension between her bandmates, Ben and Lucas. She’s also ready to go home to her boyfriend in Nashville. Time off would probably help everyone relax, even if it is Christmas, a season with too many bad memories.
But right before their last concert, Haylee discovers she’s been dumped for a sexy girly-girl. Story of her life: all guys see is tomboy Haylee. At the after-concert party, she drowns her sorrows and—desperate to feel feminine for once in her life—asks Ben and Lucas for a threesome. And it’s just as sexy and fun as she hoped.
Back in Nashville, Ben and Lucas prove again and again that their first night wasn’t a mistake. But the tension between them is still high, and on Christmas Eve, their ménage takes a stunning turn. When it all falls apart, Haylee is terrified that their crazy relationship might cost them the band, their success, and worst of all, each other.
- See more at: http://www.riptidepublishing.com/titles/three-of-hearts#sthash.1WrGDYCY.dpuf
To celebrate the release of All Messed Up, there's a giveaway happening...win this Fetish Seductions gift basket which includes Fetish Seductions (it's really a sweet, sexy little kit), various flavored lubes, a Sex on the Beach Massage candle and a little bottle of Kinky liqueur!
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If he’s a mistake, she’s ready to make him her favorite mistake.
Windy City Kink, Book 2
Mallory Hurst has tried to live a life that makes up for past mistakes. But now she faces a huge ethical dilemma. Her pharmaceutical company’s unapproved, off-label use of a medication puts lives at risk, and her protests have fallen on deaf ears.
Hoping a trip home will clear her head, she boards a plane for California. And strikes up a conversation with a handsome stranger.
Joe Mason recently learned that the man he’s called father all his life...isn’t. At least that explains why he never measured up to his older brothers. Flying to meet his biological father for the first time, he meets a sleek, sexy woman who makes him want to mess up her perfect hair.
Shared conversation leads to a shared drink between flights, then when their flight is canceled, a shared bed overnight—where their rush of attraction explodes into a night of much-needed kinky fun.
Yet a night of hot, messy sex won’t fix anything—in fact, blowing off steam could have blown their lives all to hell...
Warning: Contains a hot cop, a neat and tidy executive, dirty talk, kink in an airport, mile-high shenanigans, a little foot fetish fun. And love, of course.
Awesome early review for All Messed Up from Heroes and Heartbreakers!! Yay!
"Kudos to Kelly Jamieson for keeping true to the name Windy City Kink. The intimate scenes here are sensual, provocative studies of seduction."
http://www.heroesandheartbreakers.com/blogs/2014/10/first-look-kelly-jamieson-all-messed-up-october-7-2014
Thanks to Under the Covers Book Blog for a fun interview!
Talking about Windy City Kink and Book 2 in the series, All Messed Up, out October 7!
Talking about Windy City Kink and Book 2 in the series, All Messed Up, out October 7!
This is why we love those hot pics of guys with ripped abs and shoulders...it's biologically programmed into us... http://www.menshealth.com/sex-women/how-she-checks-you-out?cid=socSW_20140812_29604096
Here is Gabe Pejovic from Power Shift. Gabe is a unique hero for me because:
- He is the oldest hero I’ve ever written (age 40)
- He’s the only hero I’ve written not born in either Canada or the US (he’s from Bosnia)
We first met Gabe in Power Struggle. He and Tori were play partners at Le Château, and as an experienced Dom, he gives Dev some good advice. But lately Gabe’s been tired of that scene and decides to take a break from it. Nothing is satisfying him. His painful past still haunts him and he’s a bit dark and broody, but also devoted to his dying mother. He has a powerful presence, is forceful and maybe a bit impatient. His first job when he moved to America was in construction. He then started his own construction business which has made him very wealthy. He likes to give back and help other men who are starting in America with nothing and who may not speak English well.
Here’s an excerpt from Power Shift:
Reagan watched the man sitting across from her, trying to control her drumming heart beat and her jumping nerves. She hadn’t been prepared for this.
Well, she’d been prepared for the meeting. She was always prepared for business. That was never a doubt. She just hadn’t been prepared for him.
He sat there, well…smoldering. He gave off waves of intensity—waves of testosterone and dark brooding strength. His presence filled the room, even more so than Joe’s, who was a pretty spectacular hunk of masculinity. Between the two of them they definitely dominated the space, but Gabe even more so.
When he ran hand over his short dark hair, or rubbed a hand over his darkly stubbled chin, it made her want to touch him too. When he spoke in that faintly accented, dark and delicious voice, it made her all fluttery inside. When his mesmerizing cobalt blue eyes fastened on her, it made her clench down low inside and want to drop her eyes. All this friction between them was generating a lot of heat, which was completely inappropriate and totally unwelcome. Good lord, what was wrong with her?
She prided herself on anticipating people’s reactions and having a plan to deal with them, and yet she’d never anticipated that he would object to the design-build job she was proposing. And she’d never anticipated her reaction to him being so powerfully...sexual.
She tried to keep her voice from rising, tried to be businesslike and objective, suddenly impatient with his arguments and reluctance. “Should we just put this out to tender? Or find another contractor?”
He met her gaze and she didn’t back down, lifted her chin and held his gaze.
“No,” Tara said.
Shit. She’d been so provoked by Gabe Pejovic she’d forgotten about her clients and their best interests.
And today let's meet another hero from one of those newly price reduced books! Here's Joe Scaletta from Taming Tara.
Joe is a strong, dominant, take-charge guy, decisive and maybe a leeeetle bit bossy and arrogant. His successful business career came to a crashing halt when he discovered accounting improprieties at the tech company he worked for. When he tried to bring them to the attention of his superiors, he ended up taking the fall for them and being charged with corruption and grand larceny. He got off…but just try finding a job after that! Lucky for him, his grandma in Santa Barbara knew someone who needed a manager. So now he’s starting a new job working for... Santa Ynez Olives. What a come down! But he’s going to make the best of it and is determined to do a good job. If the boss’s grand-daughter will let him…
Here’s a little excerpt from Taming Tara:
Tara awoke later that night, the lamp still on, almost startled to find herself in bed with a big warm male body, his hair-roughed arms around her and one hairy muscled leg twined with hers. His soft breathing told her he was asleep.
Remembering her astonishment at the size of him when he’d removed his pants, she slid a hand down his side, over his square hip bone and lifted the covers enough that she could peek down at their bodies. His penis, soft but still impressive, lay against her thigh, thick and heavy, his balls beneath it fat and round. Her gaze was glued there, studying the perfect shape of the round head of his penis, when he twitched against her. She dropped the duvet and her eyes flew up to his, which were now open and watching her with amusement.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked, his voice raspy. She pressed her lips together in embarrassment, then she shrugged.
“I’ve seen bigger.”
“Bullshit.” He rolled her onto her back and pinned her down. A small gasp escaped her lips. His eyes gleamed wickedly, his mouth curved and those dimples flitted across his cheeks. His face was really dark now with scruffy beard and she put a hand up to touch his cheek, to stroke the roughness there. He closed his eyes briefly at her touch, rubbed his cheek against her hand. “I guess I need to shave.”
“You’re a little rough.”
“Yeah.” He held her gaze. “But you like it rough. Don’t you, Tara?” His voice was a velvet seduction.
“Um…”
He kissed her mouth and she felt him hardening, lengthening against her thigh. “I know what you like.”
“You do not.”
He arched a brow. “You’re going to argue with me? Now?”
She blinked.
“Go ahead,” he invited her. “It turns me on when you argue with me.” And he kissed her again, igniting every nerve ending. Jesus. She’d been fighting with him ever since he arrived and here she’d been turning him on. Talk about the wrong strategy!
And yet the knowledge she affected him that way made her all warm and syrupy.
Joe is a strong, dominant, take-charge guy, decisive and maybe a leeeetle bit bossy and arrogant. His successful business career came to a crashing halt when he discovered accounting improprieties at the tech company he worked for. When he tried to bring them to the attention of his superiors, he ended up taking the fall for them and being charged with corruption and grand larceny. He got off…but just try finding a job after that! Lucky for him, his grandma in Santa Barbara knew someone who needed a manager. So now he’s starting a new job working for... Santa Ynez Olives. What a come down! But he’s going to make the best of it and is determined to do a good job. If the boss’s grand-daughter will let him…
Here’s a little excerpt from Taming Tara:
Tara awoke later that night, the lamp still on, almost startled to find herself in bed with a big warm male body, his hair-roughed arms around her and one hairy muscled leg twined with hers. His soft breathing told her he was asleep.
Remembering her astonishment at the size of him when he’d removed his pants, she slid a hand down his side, over his square hip bone and lifted the covers enough that she could peek down at their bodies. His penis, soft but still impressive, lay against her thigh, thick and heavy, his balls beneath it fat and round. Her gaze was glued there, studying the perfect shape of the round head of his penis, when he twitched against her. She dropped the duvet and her eyes flew up to his, which were now open and watching her with amusement.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked, his voice raspy. She pressed her lips together in embarrassment, then she shrugged.
“I’ve seen bigger.”
“Bullshit.” He rolled her onto her back and pinned her down. A small gasp escaped her lips. His eyes gleamed wickedly, his mouth curved and those dimples flitted across his cheeks. His face was really dark now with scruffy beard and she put a hand up to touch his cheek, to stroke the roughness there. He closed his eyes briefly at her touch, rubbed his cheek against her hand. “I guess I need to shave.”
“You’re a little rough.”
“Yeah.” He held her gaze. “But you like it rough. Don’t you, Tara?” His voice was a velvet seduction.
“Um…”
He kissed her mouth and she felt him hardening, lengthening against her thigh. “I know what you like.”
“You do not.”
He arched a brow. “You’re going to argue with me? Now?”
She blinked.
“Go ahead,” he invited her. “It turns me on when you argue with me.” And he kissed her again, igniting every nerve ending. Jesus. She’d been fighting with him ever since he arrived and here she’d been turning him on. Talk about the wrong strategy!
And yet the knowledge she affected him that way made her all warm and syrupy.
With
the prices reduced on many of my Ellora's Cave books, I thought I'd
introduce you to some of the heroes of those books. This week we'll meet
Dev from Power Struggle; Joe from Taming Tara; and Gabe from Power
Shift. First up is Dev.
Meet Dr. Devlin Fillmore from Power Struggle (now only $3.00 at Amazon!)
Don’t let the boyish good looks fool you…Dev is a physician and good at his job. He’s caring and determined and principled. He takes his physician vow to "do no harm" very seriously. So it’s a big challenge for him when he falls for a woman who likes a little pain… Can he learn to give Tori what she needs? Or will his principles stand in the way of a relationship with the woman he loves?
Here’s a short excerpt from Power Struggle:
Dev paused next to Tori Markham. He’d spotted her from across the room—the little blonde in a strapless black gown speeding across the ballroom on crutches had attracted looks from more than just him.
“Okay, seriously, I think three times is a sign,”
he said, smiling down at her.
Her lips curved into what appeared to be a
reluctant smile. “Three times?”
“Yeah.” He was crazy, but dammit, he was attracted
to her. “Three times we’ve run into each other now. It has to be a sign. That
maybe we should go out, or something.”
Her smile disappeared and she lowered herself into
the chair at the table. “Sorry,” she said. “I have to sit down. I got really
tired and my ankle hurts.”
He pulled out another chair and dropped into it,
sliding it close enough that their knees touched. “Are you okay? Want me to get
you something?”
“I’d love a drink, but I’m afraid of getting drunk
and falling down again.”
“You fall down drunk often?”
Her laughter warmed him inside. “No, of course
not.”
“Then have a drink. What can I get you?”
“Um…maybe a glass of wine. Those martinis pack a
punch.”
“Okay. Be right back.”
He’d ditched his parents and their friends to chase
Tori, but they’d be fine without him. They’d just dragged him to this shindig
to introduce him as the newest partner at the clinic. He snagged two glasses of
white wine—shit. Did she want red or white? He paused. He’d go with the white.
He wasn’t wasting any time when Tori was sitting there alone. No doubt some
other guy would be putting the moves on her if he didn’t get right back there.
An urgent possessiveness gripped him.
But she still sat there alone, listening to the
music judging by the small movements of her body. He handed her a glass of
wine.
“Thank you.”
“No problem. So. Are you here alone?” Crap. What if
she had a date with her?
“I’m with my director. It’s a business thing.”
“I’m with my director. It’s a business thing.”
“Oh. Okay.” What did that mean, her director? Her
boss? Whatever. He swallowed a mouthful of wine.
“What about you?” She eyed him with those sapphire
blue eyes over the rim of her glass as she sipped.
He rolled his eyes. “My parents dragged me here.”
At the look on her face, he instantly regretted his words. She already thought
he was a dorky kid, and then he had to say that. Christ! He gave himself a
mental smack on the back of the head. “I’m taking over my dad’s practice,” he
continued. “He’s retiring. Well, he’s supposed to be retiring. They thought it
would be good PR to come to this.”
She nodded. “I guess so.”
He almost started telling her about how annoying
his dad was being about this whole retirement thing, but his problems were kind
of a downer and not something she likely wanted to hear. “I guess dancing is
out of the question tonight, huh?” he said instead with a grin.
She gave him a crooked smile. “I guess so.” She
sighed. “This is such a pain.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll be better in no time.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll be better in no time.”
“If you say so, Dr. Fillmore.”
Was she making a joke by calling him that? But
no...duh ! He was a complete dork! She probably didn’t know his name!
“I guess we weren’t really properly introduced,
were we?” he said.
“No,” she murmured.
He stuck out his hand. “Devlin Fillmore. Dev for
short.”
“Well, you know my name. Victoria Markham. Tori for
short.”
They shook hands, smiling into each other’s eyes,
maintaining both the eye contact and the hand contact for a long, drawn out
moment. Her hand was small and fragile in his and his body tightened. He
dragged his gaze away from her face, letting it slide over small bare
shoulders, down over delicate breasts outlined by layers of sheer black fabric.
An urge to lean forward and lick her shoulder swept over him, an intense
burning desire to taste her skin, to put his mouth on her, to eat her up. His
body started to move toward her…
Get a grip, man.
“So,” he croaked. “About that going out thing.”
She yanked her hand back out of his and frowned.
“Don’t be silly.”
Not quite the answer he’d been hoping for. “What’s
silly about it?” He frowned too. She gave him a stern look back, but he’d seen
the heat and feminine interest in her eyes seconds ago.
“First of all, I don’t think doctors are supposed
to date their patients.”
“You’re not my patient. Not since you walked out of
the urgent care center the other day.”
She pressed her lips together briefly. “Well,
there’s also the fact that I’m way too old for you.”
He laughed.
Her eyes widened.
“That’s ridiculous,” he scoffed.
“You’re twenty-nine. You’re a baby.”
Heat swept up from beneath his dress shirt and tie
and into his cheeks, and surged through his veins. Jesus, he was sick of
hearing that. He narrowed his eyes at her. She squirmed a bit in her seat. “A
baby, huh?” Now he did lean forward, close enough to brush his mouth over her
ear. “I don’t think so, sweet thing.” She tried to ease away from him but the
back of her chair kept her in place. “I am most definitely…all…grown…up.” He
nuzzled her exotic-scented hair, drifted his lips over the curve of her jaw,
hovered near her mouth, her lips parted. He waited. Neither of them breathed.
Then he kissed her, a slow, soft brush of mouths with just a hint of tongue
lingering on her bottom lip.
He pulled back and met her gaze, her blue eyes wide
and dark. She swallowed and lifted a hand to her hair. They sat there, nearly
nose to nose, just looking at each other. Heat curled inside him.
“Don’t give me that bullshit about age,” he finally
said, very softly. “You know that doesn’t make a damn bit of difference.”
Great news, everyone! Ellora's Cave has
lowered the prices on older titles. This means that *almost* all my EC
books are MUCH cheaper. This includes:
(Sadly, One Man Advantage is a little too new to be reduced).
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Kelly-Jamieson/e/B002LNSGBE/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1406993540&sr=8-2-ent
Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-CA/Search?query=Kelly+Jamieson&fcsearchfield=Author
iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/artist/kelly-jamieson/id411077303?mt=11
It seems B&N hasn't got the memo yet but I'm sure the prices will drop there soon.
(Sadly, One Man Advantage is a little too new to be reduced).
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Kelly-Jamieson/e/B002LNSGBE/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1406993540&sr=8-2-ent
Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-CA/Search?query=Kelly+Jamieson&fcsearchfield=Author
iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/artist/kelly-jamieson/id411077303?mt=11
It seems B&N hasn't got the memo yet but I'm sure the prices will drop there soon.
Since
today is National Orgasm Day and I'm editing a hot sex scene, I thought
I'd share a sneak peek (peak? LOL) from "Playing Dirty" (out January
2015)
Their eyes still joined, he fucked her hard, deep, joining them in unbearable intimacy. She curled her fingers around his and held on as the bed bounced with every thrust, her lips parted, eyes heavy-lidded.
Beauty. So much beauty. Her face, her body, her love. Everything that surrounded them. It was everything he’d ever wanted in his life, sweet, pure beauty, something he’d never had. It was his now. She was his. He’d spend the rest of his life trying to be the man she deserved.
Her eyes widened as her orgasm built then closed as it crashed over her, her body tightening, her pussy rippling around him, squeezing him. And that was enough for him, he couldn’t stop the force of it as his own release detonated, and he fell over her, burying his face in her neck as wave after wave of hot pleasure rolled over him, pulsing inside him. His entire body seized with unbearable, beautiful bliss.
“Love you, Paige,” he gasped into the soft skin of her neck.
Their eyes still joined, he fucked her hard, deep, joining them in unbearable intimacy. She curled her fingers around his and held on as the bed bounced with every thrust, her lips parted, eyes heavy-lidded.
Beauty. So much beauty. Her face, her body, her love. Everything that surrounded them. It was everything he’d ever wanted in his life, sweet, pure beauty, something he’d never had. It was his now. She was his. He’d spend the rest of his life trying to be the man she deserved.
Her eyes widened as her orgasm built then closed as it crashed over her, her body tightening, her pussy rippling around him, squeezing him. And that was enough for him, he couldn’t stop the force of it as his own release detonated, and he fell over her, burying his face in her neck as wave after wave of hot pleasure rolled over him, pulsing inside him. His entire body seized with unbearable, beautiful bliss.
“Love you, Paige,” he gasped into the soft skin of her neck.
So much for my big cover reveal plan! I
discovered All Messed Up is already up for pre-order so the cover's
already been revealed, lol! Anyway, here it is...and the blurb and
pre-order links!
If he’s a mistake, she’s ready to make him her favorite mistake.
Windy City Kink, Book 2
Mallory Hurst has tried to live a life that makes up for past mistakes. But now she faces a huge ethical dilemma. Her pharmaceutical company’s unapproved, off-label use of a medication puts lives at risk, and her protests have fallen on deaf ears.
Hoping a trip home will clear her head, she boards a plane for California. And strikes up a conversation with a handsome stranger.
Joe Mason recently learned that the man he’s called father all his life…isn’t. At least that explains why he never measured up to his older brothers. Flying to meet his biological father for the first time, he meets a sleek, sexy woman who makes him want to mess up her perfect hair.
Shared conversation leads to a shared drink between flights, then when their flight is canceled, a shared bed overnight—where their rush of attraction explodes into a night of much-needed kinky fun.
Yet a night of hot, messy sex won’t fix anything—in fact, blowing off steam could have blown their lives all to hell…
Warning: Contains a hot cop, a neat and tidy executive, dirty talk, kink in an airport, mile-high shenanigans, a little foot fetish fun. And love, of course.
Amazon
B&N
Kobo
If he’s a mistake, she’s ready to make him her favorite mistake.
Windy City Kink, Book 2
Mallory Hurst has tried to live a life that makes up for past mistakes. But now she faces a huge ethical dilemma. Her pharmaceutical company’s unapproved, off-label use of a medication puts lives at risk, and her protests have fallen on deaf ears.
Hoping a trip home will clear her head, she boards a plane for California. And strikes up a conversation with a handsome stranger.
Joe Mason recently learned that the man he’s called father all his life…isn’t. At least that explains why he never measured up to his older brothers. Flying to meet his biological father for the first time, he meets a sleek, sexy woman who makes him want to mess up her perfect hair.
Shared conversation leads to a shared drink between flights, then when their flight is canceled, a shared bed overnight—where their rush of attraction explodes into a night of much-needed kinky fun.
Yet a night of hot, messy sex won’t fix anything—in fact, blowing off steam could have blown their lives all to hell…
Warning: Contains a hot cop, a neat and tidy executive, dirty talk, kink in an airport, mile-high shenanigans, a little foot fetish fun. And love, of course.
Amazon
B&N
Kobo
I'm having a giveaway this week - since I now have print copies of all three books in the San Amaro Singles series: With Strings Attached, How to Love and Slammed.
I'm giving away two sets of the series. You can enter on my Facebook page or by commenting here! I'll include any comments from here in the draw. Winners to be drawn Friday July 25!
I'm giving away two sets of the series. You can enter on my Facebook page or by commenting here! I'll include any comments from here in the draw. Winners to be drawn Friday July 25!
To enter, answer this question:
Would you rather...
Swim
Surf
Climb a mountain
Lie on the beach
Throughout the week I'll also be introducing you the heroes of all three books - Matt, Carlos, Mike and Dylan ...
Would you rather...
Swim
Surf
Climb a mountain
Lie on the beach
Throughout the week I'll also be introducing you the heroes of all three books - Matt, Carlos, Mike and Dylan ...
First up ...Matt Ferber from With Strings Attached:
Matt is a great guy. He owns a brew pub where
the locals hang out. He enjoys tending bar and talking to everyone. He
has lots of friends, and likes to help them and look after his mom and
his sisters. Everyone likes him --
although his ex girlfriend left because he was "boring". He thinks women
want to be "just friends" with him (he's wrong). His best friend (with
benefits) is Corey. She knows that everyone sees Matt as a friendly,
easy going guy--but in bed, he's super sexy, a little kinky and likes to
take charge...
So you know those
cute warnings Samhain books have at the end of the blurb? Here’s the first one
I wrote for Reward of Three:
“Warning: This
is not a romance, as in, two (or even three) people falling in love. Also, this
is not a full-length novel. This novella contains three people in a committed
relationship, love and laughter, sorrow and anger, and hot and sweet M/M/F sex.”
My editor nixed
that version because it sounded like I was anticipating snarky reviews the book
would get. Which I totally was! So it’s not surprising to me to see comments
about Reward of Three from readers surprised that this book isn’t a romance.
Hello? It’s the third book in a series about three people in a committed ménage
à trois relationship—why would anyone think this is going to be a typical “romance” - as in boy-meets-girl, they fall in love,
HEA kind of romance?
It is a love story—as
I said, about three people in a relationship where things go wrong and they make mistakes and
almost lose their way…but find each other again.
Also, this story
deals with a really difficult scenario that many couples can relate to. Some
readers might not enjoy reading the story because of that, if it brings back
too many memories. I’ve heard from other readers, though, that they enjoyed the
book because they could relate to
what the characters are going through.
Also, not every couple who experiences this tragedy
has a “happily ever after” ending like Reward of Three does. And I truly feel
for those couples. Real life doesn’t always have happy endings. In real life,
the people we love don’t always love us back. In real life, we make mistakes
and sometimes we can’t fix them. That’s why I love reading and writing romance—because
we know there will be a HEA.
Of course everyone
experiences tragedy differently and I totally respect that, and I totally
respect anyone who might choose not to read Reward of Three for that reason. But
although a certain subject matter in a book might trigger painful feelings for some readers -- that
doesn’t mean it's not a good story.
Here's the official warning for Reward of Three: :-)
Warning: Our sexy threesome is back for their happy ending. Keep extra tissues on hand for tears, a fan on standby for hot sex, and a post-it note to remind you to take a deep breath. It’s time to find out if the juice is really worth the squeeze.
Warning: Our sexy threesome is back for their happy ending. Keep extra tissues on hand for tears, a fan on standby for hot sex, and a post-it note to remind you to take a deep breath. It’s time to find out if the juice is really worth the squeeze.
So hey, I'm in Chicago, where all the Rule of Three books are set. I've been exploring places that are in the book. Saturday afternoon I was at the Oak Street Beach. Remember this scene from Rule of Three:
The next afternoon, Dag met Chris and Kassidy at the beach, lazing away a sunny June Sunday on the shore of Lake Michigan, people watching, but mostly watching each other, Kassidy in a tiny bikini that exposed maximum flesh to the sun for it to turn it a deep golden hue, gleaming with the sunscreen Dag and Chris helped her apply with tantalizing strokes of both their hands.
This is where that took place:
On Sunday, we went to a White Sox game. In Rule of Three, Chris and Dag go to a Cubs game (the Cubs are away while we're her) but here's a snippet from Rule of Three when Chris and Dag go to the Cubs game...
Chris and Dag walked in, bringing the smell of fresh air and sunshine with them. Their eyes sparkled, their faces were tanned from sitting in the sun all afternoon at Wrigley Field and they looked like they’d been laughing.
“Hey, sweetheart, sorry we’re late,” Chris said, hugging her and kissing her mouth. He smelled like beer. Not obnoxiously, like he was drunk, just as if he’d had a few.
“It’s my fault,” Dag said from behind him, and she met his sexy dark eyes. Once again that little current of electricity jolted her as their eyes met and held. “These are for you.”
He held out a cellophane cone full of pale pink and fuchsia gerbera daisies, all bright and cheery. She’d been ready to be annoyed, but the sweet gesture softened her up, even though she totally recognized it as sucking up.
“Thank you.” She moved to take them from him. He opened his arms for a hug. She hesitated. For some reason she did not want to touch him. But she moved toward him anyway and gave him one of those superficial, barely touching hugs you give a near-stranger or an uncle you haven’t seen for years.
But that wasn’t good enough for him, and he pulled her in and gave her a quick squeeze that pressed her breasts into his chest and sent fire licking over her. It was over in a second but she had to swallow and clasp her hands tightly around the flowers. She focused on them instead of Dag.
“They’re beautiful,” she said. “I love them.”
Dag smiled, his dark eyes crinkling and warm. Both he and Chris were bright-eyed and suntanned and happy, and her heart swelled at seeing Chris so relaxed and cheerful. A surge of gratitude toward Dag rose inside her, gratitude for coming back to see his old friend, for bringing such a smile to his face and a sparkle to his eyes. Not that Chris had been miserable. She just knew this meant a lot to him. So she sent a warm smile Dag’s way, and once again their gazes hooked together and hung there, suspended, as if she couldn’t look away.
And Monday all the pretty little patio restaurants reminded me of this scene from Rule of Three. This lunch that Dag and Kassidy had is the first time they spent alone together...Dag's talking about his idea for a new business venture and getting to know Kassidy,and we have a tiny foreshadowing of things to come in Reward of Three...
Their lunches arrived and they ate as they continued talking, asking each other questions and throwing out suggestions, and the interest and excitement built inside her as if she’d caught it from him like a virus. A good virus.
“So, that’s what you want to spend your money on?” she finally asked.
He smiled. “Well. I haven’t decided for sure. I didn’t plan to start off right on the ground floor with something, I was kind of looking for something already established that I could invest in. But man, I’m pumped about this.”
“It’s a lot of work.”
“Yeah. But I think I have enough connections that I can find the people I need.” He lifted a brow. “Wanna come work for me, Kassidy?”
Her mouth fell open and she stared across the table at him.
“Are you serious?” she asked, blinking rapidly at him.
He laughed. “Yes and no. I’d love to have you, but I’m nowhere near ready.”
“You don’t even know me,” she protested. “How do you know I’m any good at my job?”
“I know you’re good.” He winked at her and watched her cheeks bloom with color. Christ, she was gorgeous, all animated during their discussion. Once she’d gotten what he was talking about, her quick mind had thrown out things he hadn’t even thought of—good ideas, but also barriers he hadn’t anticipated. Problem solving with her was a rush.
“What made you go into training and development as a career?” he asked.
“Well, I actually thought of becoming a teacher. All through high school, that’s what I intended to do.”
“You like kids?”
She blinked at him, but smiled. “Yeah. I love kids.”
“Me too. Not that I’ll likely ever have any,” he added. “Anyway, go on.”
“I started working at my first part-time job in this office that had really horrible management, and I had all these ideas how they could improve the place. I got interested in how businesses work and making things better. So then I wanted to go into business, but since I like the aspect of teaching, I decided to specialize in training and development.”
“Cool.” He had a sense from those words “make things better” that she also liked to make people better. Maybe sometimes whether they wanted it or not. Which was admirable but could also be annoying. He smiled at her, liking her sense of purpose. “Anyway. You’re probably happy where you are. But you never know, one day if things work out…keep it in mind. Maybe in the meantime, though, you can be a sounding board for me. Hey, I know—I could pay you a consulting fee.”
She opened her mouth then closed it. Then opened it again. “Great,” she said, glancing at her watch. “You owe me…two hundred dollars for the last hour.”
Laughter burst from his lips and he shook his head. “Nice try.”
I'm happy to announce that I have just signed a contract with Entangled Publishing!
Flutterby is the first of a planned series of four novellas about four female friends living in Chicago. I don't have many details as of yet since the contract was all just signed, sealed and delivered yesterday, so stay tuned!
Flutterby is the first of a planned series of four novellas about four female friends living in Chicago. I don't have many details as of yet since the contract was all just signed, sealed and delivered yesterday, so stay tuned!
