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Does Love Keep Your World Spinning?


Do your palms get sweaty whenever your man comes around? Do you sigh when he kisses you and think about him all the time?

In this month commemorating romance remember the good times you had, even if he’s no long around to hold you tight.

Love has a way of sneaking up of you. It may be the furtherest thing from your mind, then suddenly there it is, knocking your knees out from under you and give him your sexiest smile. Love sneaks up you in the dark of night, or while dancing to your favorite beat. Love doesn’t need a dictionary description, love just is.

Don’t despair if you don’t have a special date for this weekend. Download a hot read. Curl up with a glass of your favorite wine and your trusty vibrator. Switch on your eReader and get turned on by one of my sexy reads.

I recommend And You, Virginia, Are No Lady.

In it, Virginia Hampton, a successful lawyer, needs a part time private investigator and offers the position to Gabriel Count, the hellion of her senior class.

Gabe wants nothing to do with lawyers, but may be forced to accept Virginia’s generous offer of employment to pay for his mother’s nursing home care. A former detective on the Atlanta Police Force, he resigned after a near-fatal gunshot. He spent three months recovering from his wounds while the shooter walked on a technicality.

Here’s a hot excerpt to make your world spin again:

Judging from the shiny stainless steel and plate glass interior of these offices, Virginia Hampton could afford to put him on retainer.

Gabe stepped out on the top floor and glanced at his watch. Danielle, her sexy receptionist had left for the day, but the light spilling out of the corner office indicated Virginia was still at her desk poring over files. He strolled her way and stopped outside her door.

Glass walls made her office look huge, but no desk would look spacious beneath the mountain of legal files Virginia was sitting behind. She frowned, licked her lips, raked her graceful fingers through her long brown hair. As she picked up her pen and started to write she must have sensed his presence, for she lifted her head, her hazel eyes wide.

Game on.

Closing the gap between them Gabe strode across the plush carpet and halted before her desk. “Burning the candle at both ends? Don’t you know when to quit?”

“I’m busy Gabe. You had your say this morning.”

“About that–”

“Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind?”

“I think reconsidering your offer is a better way of putting it. Why don’t we go get something to eat, and see if we can come to a beneficial agreement?”

“That’s not a good idea.”

“Why not? You have to eat.”

“Not with you, I don’t.”

He took a step back. “Are you still smarting over the way I ruffled your feathers this morning?”

She frowned. “Well, you–”

“I said a lot of things I now regret.”

“You’ve come back to make amends?”

“If you’ll let me.” He lowered his voice to a seductive growl. “How long since you went to dinner on a Harley?”

“Never, and I’m not about to start now. I’ll drive. I mean, if I decide to go, I’ll drive.”

When she reached for her purse a few minutes later, Gabe hid a triumphant grin.

“Wait here, I need to freshen up.”

He nodded, then admired the tantalizing swish of her hips as she sauntered down the hall.

No doubt about it, the lady had class, but he refused to let her turn his head. He had but one purpose in coming here, his financial gain. If the two of them couldn’t come to a mutually beneficial agreement, he’d leave.

And let them repossess my wheels?

The ache in his chest reminded Gabe he had to get Virginia to agree.

He glanced at the top folder on her desk labeled Baxter7.

Okay. What did he know about the Baxter case?

Some joker claimed to have–

He heard Virginia sauntering back down the hall and did some sauntering himself so he could stand on the threshold and enjoy her approach  while giving her an approving grin.

Man, oh, man. She was a looker, every teen’s fantasy and every grown man’s wet dream. Trouble for him with a capital T if he didn’t watch his step.

Don’t touch, don’t even think about enjoying some of that in your bed.

Okay, he wouldn’t, but no harm in a man looking longingly.

Dry dreams were far safer for him.

All three books in the Atlanta Burning series are available for download here:







Blog – What the Heart Craves

Dictionary.com defines CRAVING like this, based on the Random House Dictionary published in 2013: CRAVING implies a deep and imperative wish for something, based on need or hunger… Ask any pregnant woman. She might not be able to define CRAVING, but she can tell you exactly what she CRAVES at any given moment. Throughout history, greedy kings have CRAVED riches and power and given little thought to the danger to those who stood in their way. The heroine of a romance novel CRAVES the hero’s touch, his caress, his kiss. The hero CRAVES the sound of her voice, the gentle touch of her hand, the intense pleasure of holding her in his arms again. In And You, Virginia, Are No Lady, I gave Virginia an uncontrollable CRAVING for Gabe. She even risks being disbarred to spend a few hours in his arms. Here’s a sample: Virginia grinned. She’d surprised Gabe when she’d pulled the safety helmet he’d offered her down over her ears, climbed on his Harley, adjusted her borrowed goggles and pulled on a pair of too big gloves. Now, snuggled close behind him to keep the wind from chapping her sensitive skin, her thoughts surprised her. Fresh from a recent shower, Gabe smelled like erotic temptation. She rubbed her cheek against his leather jacket, longing to lick his tanned skin. Not good. She’d known hiring this bad boy would be a mistake, she just hadn’t realized what her lapse in judgment would cost her in restraint. This close proximity to her nemesis was causing her stomach to churn and her self-esteem to sink about as low as he wore his belt. Dammit. It had been too long since she sat this close to a heart-stopping man who wasn’t on trial and the vibration from the road was turning her on. She forced her gaze back to their surroundings. Gabe had promised the diner he had in mind wasn’t far, but as they careened through a seedy business district, she began to have doubts about their destination, too. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be seen with this hunk. She simply shouldn’t be seen with him. She strived to present a squeaky-clean image to the legal community, a close-knit group ready to pounce on every tidbit of gossip, illuminate and enlarge on it, then cast the juicy tidbit to the wind and watch to see who their scattered crumbs hurt. She’d never given them anything to talk about and hoped this was not a first. Virginia’s strong CRAVINGS for Gabe lead them on a merry chase. You can download Virginia’s story here, to find out how she and the bad boy resolve their problems: http://amzn.to/12MtT9w

What the Heart Desires

Dictionary.com defines desire like this, based on the Random House Dictionary published in 2013:

“DESIRE, CRAVING, LONGING, YEARNING suggest feelings that impel one to the attainment or possession of something. DESIRE is a strong feeling, worthy or unworthy, that impels to the attainment or possession of something that is (in reality or imagination) within reach: a desire for success. CRAVING implies a deep and imperative wish for something, based on need or hunger…. A LONGING is an intense wish, generally repeated or enduring, for something that is at the moment beyond reach but may be attainable at some future time: a longing to visit Europe. YEARNING suggests persistent, uneasy, and sometimes wistful or tender longing.”

All these definitions sound like feelings an individual is unable to control, and such is the way of romance. Authors of erotic romance novels further explore and exploit the tender, sometimes all-consuming feelings a woman has for a man.
Long before Thomas Hardy penned Tess of the d’Urbervilles in 1891 innocent women were being tempted by men bent on their own pleasure.
Modern day erotic novels about heterosexual couples focus on the true, strong feelings a heroine develops for the hero. She craves sexual satisfaction and longs for her man to crave her presence with the same all-consuming intensity.
In And You, Virginia, Are No Lady, my latest erotic novel, Virginia Hampton is a respected lawyer forced to hide from the public her persistent desire for Gabe Count, the private eye she hires to help prove her client innocent. He’s like an itch she’s not allowed to scratch in public.
Virginia had a crush on Gabe, the school bad boy, but never gave in to her desire. Her father would not have approved of Gabe. Now, they are both adults, their social status still miles apart, but Virginia’s desire for Gabe impels her to be with him despite the possible consequences. Their stolen moments of togetherness are all that makes Virginia’s life endurable.
Gabe still brandishes his bad-boy image, but the years he spent on the Atlanta police force indicate he’s changed. The gun shot he suffered at the hands of a culprit who later walked out of jail, freed on a technicality while Gabe endured months of painful rehab, turned him against the legal system. He resigned from the force and became a well-respected private eye, and despite his mindset regarding lawyers, he wants Virginia in his bed with a craving he is unable to squelch unless she is in his arms.
You can download Virginia’s story here, to find out how she and Gabe resolve their problems: