Posted by Tawny Weber Feb 14 2014, 2:32 am in Tawny Weber
I’m a fan of kisses. Baby kisses, puppy kisses. Hubby kisses, movie kisses. And, of course, chocolate kisses!
For Valentine’s Day, I thought we’d take a second to appreciate a few favorites!
There is the cute kiss (yep, thats cute.)
The sentimental kiss (this is how my mother convinced me to eat spaghetti even though my brother told me they were worms – my love of romance started young)
The sigh-worthy kiss (c’mon, who doesn’t sigh when he kisses her for the last time?!)
The one to beat kiss! (Has any movie kiss to date hit the heat level of this one? Really?)
The pure romance kiss (yes, I consider The Princess Bride to be pure romance. I really do.)
The hot and sexy kiss (this is romance novel kissing, babeeee!)
The Woooot! kiss (I wooooted when Han kissed Leia. Didn’t you?)
Ahhh, the hand kiss. Yes, it’s cheesy, but so sweet and romantic!!!
And, of course, the Chocolate Kiss!
And, if I may indulge myself… another of my favorite Chocolat kisses…(okay so it’s not the kiss scene, I liked this picture better *g*)
How about you? What’s your favorite kiss? Movie, chocolate or otherwise
Happy Valentine’s Day!!!
Posted by Tawny Weber Jan 31 2014, 2:30 am in book launch party, Tawny Weber
Yay and whoohooo, there’s another Sexy SEAL on the shelves!! That means it’s Launch Party Time!!!
I am ecstatic to share this book! So happy that I think I might be able to get Sven and the boys to do a little dance for us (what? You don’t want to see me dance. They are much more fun!)
For today’s celebration, we’ll be doing something a little different. Yes, of course there is a chocolate fountain, champagne and the margarita machine!! It’s not a party without those. But we also have ice cold milk being brought around by the cabana boys, and trays of cookies. Oooh, the many delicious cookies!!!
We’re partying with cookies because Genna, the heroine of A SEAL’s Salvation, turned her baking hobby into a career over the course of this book. Mmmm, cookies…
Want a peek at a cookie scene?
A SEAL’s Salvation excerpt…
“Let me get this straight.” Genna set the tray of cookies on the counter, opposite Brody and too far for him to sneak one. A frown between narrowed eyes, she gave him a long look. Strikingly
similar to her father’s look, actually. Brody’s lips twitched. She probably wouldn’t want to hear that.
“I write to give you bad news, and you hit on me by mail. I come to see you to pass on an invitation and a message—neither of which are from me—and you feel me up then kick me out. And today my father, clearly overstepping both his parental and legal bounds, warns you to stay away from me.” She paused, as if waiting for him to dispute anything she’d said so far. Since she was pretty much on track, he just shrugged. “And now that I am, according to someone who has no say in it, off-limits, what? You want me?”
“I didn’t say I wanted you,” Brody corrected quickly. No point giving her the wrong idea. Or in this case, the right idea that he planned to ignore.
“Ah, my mistake.” She tossed her hands in the air, the move sending the scent of fresh-baked cookies through the room. Brody’s stomach growled. Risking her glare, and the spatula she was currently smacking against her palm, he snagged a cookie from the closest tray.
It melted in his mouth, rich molasses goodness coating his tongue and sliding down to create a celebration in his stomach.
He lifted the small piece left in his hand, peered at it, then looked closer at the trays around the room. He knew these cookies.
“I’ve had this before.”
“I brought you a plate of them less than a week ago.”
He shook his head. “I tossed those out.”
“You threw out my cookies?” Outrage and shock rang out, her voice rising with each word. Eyes wide, mouth half-open, she kept trying to say something but the words seemed to be stuck somewhere. Instead she shook her head and gestured, tried again, then settled on a low growl.
Brody smothered a laugh.
He’d intimidated her.
He’d groped her.
He’d put on his meanest face and tried to scare her.
And she’d had a sassy comeback every single time.
But now he’d finally done it.
He’d rendered Genna Reilly speechless.
All it’d taken was to insult her cookies.
He couldn’t help it. He laughed out loud.
Okay, I’m unquestionably biased, but I love Brody. I really, really do. I really hope readers love him too. He’s the kind of guy who needs lots of love LOL.
So one of the most difficult parts of writing A SEAL’s Salvation was, yes, all the cookies. And cakes, and desserts. But mostly, Genna is about the cookies. I can’t count the number of batches I was forced (yes forced) to make in the process of writing this story to make sure I was conveying the right amount of yumminess on the pages!!!
So, with that in mind, I’ll give away three autographed print copies of A SEAL’s Salvation randomly for answering this question…
What is your very favorite kind of cookie?
And you can check out Genna’s Snickerdoodle recipe, as mentioned here in A SEAL’s Salvation, on my website
“You bringing the cookies to Friday’s poker game?” Landon asked, referring to their monthly game whenever they were on base in Coronado.
“Without a doubt.” Brody confirmed. Irene’s snickerdoodles were worth a buck a piece, her macadamia white chocolate anted up for five. And her fudge brownies? Those babies were pure gold.
Posted by Tawny Weber Jan 14 2014, 1:00 am in Tawny Weber
Do you believe curses come in threes? That celebrity deaths happen in threes, that running around a building three times will remove a curse, that bad news knocks thrice?
How about stepping on a crack will break your momma’s back? Never walk under a ladder? Don’t let a black cat cross your path?
C’mon, tell me. Are there any superstitions you buy into?
As much as I am into myth, legend and all things woo woo, I’ll admit, I’m really not superstitious. I’ve almost always had black cats (pictured are two of my babies, Gypsy is the fluffy one and Rhea the tiny girl behind her). The only time my walking habits have hurt my mother are when I’ve tripped and fell into her (not a rare thing). And ladders? Well, I’ll admit the only ones I’ve been around are the kind that unfold, so walking between those legs would require some major limbo action. I, as my comment about tripping might have hinted at, am not graceful enough for limbo.
So here I am last week, not really believing in that superstition stuff . Its a typical day, except I’ve got a vicious pain in my stomach. I blamed it on exercise. I’d dived in wholeheartedly, as I usually do, starting my exercise program at the same level I’d left off. in other words, totally out of shape for working that hard. So I figured the pain was my muscles protesting. Until I couldn’t stand upright. Then my husband figured the pain was my body’s way of asking for a ride to the ER.
As I told the fabulous ER nurse, and the equally fabulous ER doctor, I was fine. I had a lot to do, a deadline and a new book release coming up. I had all the Christmas decorations stacked around my living room, waiting to be packaged away for the year. I had a new dog that needed training and has major separation anxiety issues, and homeschool had just started again so I couldn’t miss a day. No, no, I was fine.
The fabulous nurse and doctor decided otherwise, and wheeled me off to surgery. The surgeon (also fabulous, btw) said it would be a simple appendectomy and such I was such a good (and frantic) patient, I’d likely get to go home the next day! Yay, right? I only had time to text my kids (poor babies) and send my mom an email. Just in case *g* Yes, I am superstitious enough to believe that if I didn’t tell my mother I love her before I go into surgery, something bad could happen and she’d be mad at me forever.
So fast forward to the next day. I’m fine, albeit appendix-less. I get to come home, albeit in a lot of pain. And I call my mother (see, I should be getting good daughter points or something!) She’s practically hyperventilating. At first I thought it was because she was worried about the dog (my new dog with separation anxiety was one of her puppies. She breeds Yorkies and they are so freaking cute!). Nope. I was the third family member in the hospital that week. My brother had back surgery the pervious thursday, which I knew about. What I didn’t know is that he’d had complications. My grandmother was wheeled off in an ambulance (escorted by a couple of firetrucks. Yowza) Sunday night for what turned out to be an ugly case of dehydration. And then, after dealing with all of that, my poor mom gets up Tuesday morning to a note from her favorite (okay, I added that. She’d probably deny it. In public) child, telling her she’s going into surgery. Not a good week for my mom. Or, I guess, for the rest of my family LOL. Then on Weds while on the phone with my other brother (not the one who’d had back surgery) he tells me he’s heading into the doctor because he’s afraid his lung has collapsed again. I told him if it did, don’t tell mom. She can’t take one more. But here’s where the superstition thing comes in. He went in, they said he was fine. HE had my pulled muscles!!! Okay, so he pulled his muscles, but he had the injury I claimed I was so sure I had.
So we did the three hospital visits, and voila. Curse broken.
That’s all it takes, isn’t it?
As you can probably tell from this post, the pain meds are still lurking in my system. But I have to ask… do you believe in superstitions? Just a few? None at all? Every single one? What ones have you seen come true? Chime in and make me feel less silly, and I’ll draw one name to win their choice of any of my backlist books (that I actually have *g*)
Posted by Tawny Weber Dec 14 2013, 12:33 am in 12 days of Christmas, Gift tags, Naughty Christmas Nights, Tawny Weber
Wooot!!! It’s time for the holidays! I’m one of those people who is all about the wrapping. Yes, what’s inside counts, but I love a pretty package. So I do take a little time with my wrapping and bows. I’m not fancy pants in my wrapping skills like some are, but the presents are pretty when I’m through. One thing that I love about wrapping is using cute gift tags. I’ve done the foil ones, the stick on ones and those little ones with string that you tie onto the package (where, I ask?) I’ve also used the cute mini cards before and am always tempted to decorate them so they aren’t so simple.
Now, one of the best things about the holidays to me are traditions. I adore traditions and carrying on fun memories from my childhood into my children’s lives. One year my mom put all our gifts under the tree without a single tag or declaration of who they belonged to. I know she did it to mess with me, because I tend to be able to guess what the gift is just by holding it. Yes, maybe I shake a time or two, too, but I was accurate enough that I guess I was ruining the surprise. So all the gifts under the tree, unless they came from someone outside the family or were for someone other than me or my brothers, had no tags. None!!! She’d cleverly written a number on each, though, so we couldn’t see it, that let her know whose was whose on Christmas morning. Now, I thought this was so fun that I had to do it to my kids. But they’d heard the story before, so I figured I’d better make it a little more complicated. I still used a number, but it was multiple digits, with only the 4th digit designating who the gift was for. The problem was–as my daughters keep telling me–that I lost the paper I’d written in order to decipher the code, so there was quite a scramble Christmas morning. Needless to say, they groaned and whined a LOT this year when I told them we’d be having surprise gifts again. Only this time, I’m not using numbers. I made my own gift tags, and used a code on each of them (the border designates whose gift is whose) and they have no clue whats up. I’m figuring this will be a lot of fun
The wrapping is an important factor in my latest release, too. Naughty Christmas NIghts opens with a holiday costume party, with all of the guests coming as their favorite holiday character. To take the wrapping theme a little further, they both represent lingerie companies. Talk about wrapping, right?
Here’s a fun little scene from the story:
“You don’t know? You’re supposed to be portraying your favorite holiday character.”
“I lost a bet.”
“So you’re not really all Grinchy about the holidays?” She tilted her head to one side as she asked the question, her bells tinkling as if to dare him to deny the joy of the season.
Gage hesitated. He never tried to hide his disdain for the holidays, nor was he worried about offending a potential business associate over differing views. But he couldn’t quite bring himself to dim the sparkle in Hailey’s eyes. Sharing his opinion of Christmas would be akin to telling a four-year-old that Santa was a sleigh-load of crap. Which was exactly what his stepmother-du-jour had done to him.
Instead, he did what he was best at. Sidestepped the question with a charming smile. “I promise you, I’ve never been called Grinchy in my life.”
The speculation in her big eyes told him he might need to toss out a little more charming distraction. Otherwise, she seemed like the stubborn type. The kind who sweetly nagged at a person until they’d spilled their every secret, then thanked her for dragging them through the ugly memories.
“How about you?” he asked. “Why is an elf your favorite holiday character?”
“Elves are clever. They bring joy and create beauty, but they stay behind the scenes. They’re the cute and cuddly part of the background.” To emphasize her point, she offered a bright smile, tilted her chin toward her shoulder and twirled around so her skirt offered a tempting view of her stockings. Which, Gage’s mouth watered to realize, were thigh-high and held up with garters.
“But elves don’t have their own movie,” he pointed out. “As grumpy as he is, even The Grinch gets top billing.”
“Elf is a movie. And top billing usually comes with top headaches,” she pointed out. “Expectations and demands of excellence. Appearances, groupies, haters. Is all of that really worth the spotlight?”
Hell, yeah it was worth it. The other option sounded kind of… forgettable. Who aspired to that?
Maybe that’s why she was an agent instead of striving to be the star, he guessed.
“Being on top is better than being on the bottom,” he pointed out.
“Not always.” Her words were low, teasing and lilting with innuendo. The look in her eyes was hot, sexy. And way more appreciative of the view than he figured his costume warranted. But who was he to dissuade a gorgeous woman from appreciating him?
His momma didn’t raise no fools. Of course, she didn’t raise her sons either, but that was beside the point.
Right now, the point was seeing how hot this spark could flame between he and the deliciously naught elf.
He stepped closer.
Amusement and desire both clear on her face, Hailey stepped back. With a quick glance over his shoulder, as if gauging their privacy, she wet her lips.
Gage almost groaned.
He probably could have walked away before.
But now? Seeing that full mouth damp and inviting?
He wasn’t leaving without a taste.
And because we’re celebrating the 12 Days of Christmas, here is a yummy holiday treat that I love to make this time of year. I actually got the recipe a few years back from our own Bandita Buddy, Fedora!!! Thanks, Fedora
Graham Cracker Bark
- 1/2 pound (two sticks) butter
- 1/4 cup brown sugar
- 1/4 cup granulated white sugar
- 1/2 box (about) graham crackers (not crumbs)
- 2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips
- 1 cup chopped nuts
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Line a 10 x 15-inch jelly-roll pan with non-stick foil. Arrange whole graham crackers to fit the bottom of the pan in a single layer, breaking up the last few to fit the space.
Melt butter in a medium saucepan over medium heat. Add brown sugar and white sugar. Stir to combine. Bring mixture to a boil. Reduce heat and let the mixture gently bubble for 4 minutes. Remove from heat.
Carefully pour sugar/butter mixture evenly over the graham cracker layer. Spread to cover. Bake for 10 minutes.
When done, remove from oven and let rest until bubbling subsides. Sprinkle chocolate chips evenly over the top. Wait about 2 minutes for chocolate to melt, then use a spatula to gently spread chocolate chips into an even layer on top of the toffee graham crackers. Sprinkle with the chopped macadamia nuts, pressing down gently into the chocolate.
Cool to room temperature, then refrigerate for 2 hours. Peel foil from chilled bark. Break into 2-inch irregular pieces.
So… tell me, are you a fancy wrapper or not? Do you do gift tags, and what kind? Share your wrapping secrets and stories for a shot at winning your own autographed copy of NAUGHTY CHRISTMAS NIGHTS, as well as one of our fabulous Romance Bandits rooster ornaments!!!
COME BACK TOMORROW FOR MORE HOLIDAY FUN WITH THE 12 DAYS OF BANDITA CHRISTMAS!! LOOK FOR MORE INFO ON OUR BIG CHRISTMAS DAY PRIZE!!
Posted by Anna Campbell Nov 25 2013, 12:55 pm in A Rake's Midnight Kiss, A SEALs Seduction, Anna Campbell, Awards, Christina Brooke, London's Last True Scoundrel, Reviewers Choice Awards, RT Book Reviews, Tawny Weber
RT Book Reviews has announced their finalists for the best books of 2013 and the Banditas have featured!
Congratulations to Christina Brooke, whose wonderful Earl of Davenport from LONDON’S LAST TRUE SCOUNDREL is up for the Knight In Shining Silver Historical Hero award.
Congratulations to Tawny Weber, whose A SEAL’S SEDUCTION is up for best Blaze of 2013.
Congratulations to Anna Campbell, whose A RAKE’S MIDNIGHT KISS is up for best sensual historical romance of 2013.
Winners will be announced at the RT convention in New Orleans in May! Good luck, Banditas!
Posted by Tawny Weber Nov 14 2013, 2:00 am in Tawny Weber
Hello. My name is Tawny and I’m an electronic gadget addict.
Yep, I admit it. I love my toys. I really do. I’m not quite so addicted that I have to have the very latest all the time, but sometimes, the very latest is so freaking cool that, yeah, I just have to have it.
Years, decades even, ago, I went into the local Radio Shack for a battery for my cell phone, and saw the neatest thing. It was a Dell Palm device, and OMG it went online *g* It did tricks, it was cute and it fit in my hand. IN MY HAND!! I was ecstatic, excited and even though it was a major stretch, just had to buy it. I loved it. Right up until I got my iPod.
I didn’t get the first iPod because my SIL had one and hated all the problems with it. I did get the 3rd gen one, and never updated it because I adored the cute little case I had for it. Once I had that, I started creating playlists for each book I was writing, organizing my music and taking it to exercise with me. Nothing like music to get my feet moving faster!! Then the iTouch came out, and yes, I had to have one because, well, I could go online while I was on the treadmill and hey, that was even more fun (but not as good for keeping up the heart rate.)
I held off on the iPhone for a long time, figuring it was no biggie and that my plain ole cell phone worked just fine. Then my daughter got the iPhone for her birthday. Oh my… It was so cool. I managed to hold off another year or so, but when it was time to renew my cell contract, yep, I got the iPhone 4. Had to have it. I just had to!! I resisted the 4s and haven’t even looked at the 5 yet. But I do love my iPhone.
So much that I didn’t figure there was any reason to get an iPad. I still don’t recall what craziness got ahold of me and caused me to stand in line in the chilly weather the day the iPad 2 came out so I could get one, then, right that very day. I had to have it. Just had to. sigh… I love my iPad. I tried to use it as a laptop alternative for a while, but my mini keyboard has a way of making me crazy. I did have a Nook, but gave it away since I have both the Nook and the Kindle apps on my iPad, so I read on it. I have great
workout apps, so I exercise with it. I even bring it to book signings and have the slideshow playing with my book covers! See, totally useful
When my PC turned into a virus den, eating itself from the insides out, I gave in to my husband’s urgings and got the iMac with the 27 inch screen. Hey, I’m have lousy eyesight and a big screen helps! Yep, that’s the excuse I used *g* And, of course, I work on the computer a LOT, so a good size screen helps. I’ve been virus free for over a year now (knock on wood) and have to admit, while the transition from Windows to Mac was, um, interesting, it has been pretty awesome since I got the hang of it. Yes, I love my iMac.
So, I should be pretty much covered, right?
But Apple did it to me big time. They came out with the iPad Air. I really love my iPad. But there are two teensy little things about it that I wasn’t crazy over… The weight, and the camera. The Air is a LOT lighter, and the camera is sick awesome. Its a little smaller, has a much better processor and does more tricks. Cool, right? I managed to resist for almost a month. Then I realized I was having to share my iPad with my daughter for school a LOT, and realized that it would be so much better to give her my old, heavier one and get myself a new lighter one (see how I justified that). So, as I write this post, my new iPad Air is being restored with all of the info from my old iPad. My daughter, sadly, isn’t quite as excited as I am since I’ve been loading the old iPad with all KINDS of educational things. She’s afraid she’s going to be doing all school, all the time.
So how about you? Are you a device addict? Can you resist upgrades, updates and new toys? Where are you in the digital reading? All digital? All paper? A healthy mix?
Oh, and in fun news… my newest Blaze will be out in paperback next week (11/19) and in digital on 12/1 – it’s titled Naughty Christmas Nights. I hope you’ll check it out.
Posted by Tawny Weber Oct 14 2013, 2:00 am in Tawny Weber
Its autumn here in the Northern Hemisphere. The leaves are turning colors, the air is growing brisk and the nights are deliciously longer.
These are a few of my favorite things about autumn (in no particular order)
Boots! As much as I love shoes, it really is all about the boots. I love boots. Tall boots, short boots, skinny boots, clunky boots. Military boots, riding boots, hiking boots, motorcycle boots. You name the boot, and I’m a fan. And autumn is boot weather! Winter is too, but autumn boots are more a fashion statement, whereas winter boots are all about the weather.
Thick socks. Not with the boots, although that’s fine sometimes, too. But I adore thick, chunky socks. I spent 90% of my time barefoot, or in cooler half of the year, in stocking feet. And I get cold! There is nothing better (with the exception of a warm man) for keeping the tootsies comfy and the temp just right than a pair of lush, thick socks. I like the ones that go all the way to the knees, but have so little elasticity they sort of pool around the ankles like pudgy leg warmers. Okay, so unlike my boots, my socks aren’t a fashion statement. At least, not a good one.
Vacation. For whatever reason, our family seems to take vacation in the fall instead of summer. Road trips, family time, big hugs and a few days of pure relaxation! Yep, I love vacation.
Holidays. Yes, there are various and varied holidays throughout the year, but autumn kicks off my favorite holiday trio. Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas (I know, technically Christmas is winter. But it’s only 5 days past the solstice, so I still count it in my favorite trio). These holidays are stepped in traditions that offer comfort and a sense of continuity that always comforts me.
Which brings me to…
Food. OMG I love the food this time of year. Hearty soups, homemade breads. Rich casseroles and yummy things like mashed potatoes. Oh, the mashed potatoes! Halloween, with the trick or treat bounty (my favorite are the Butterfinger bars), Thanksgiving with, again, mashed potatoes and all the yummy accompaniments. Yes, I know most people center their Thanksgiving on turkey, but I really am all about the potatoes. And then Christmas. Oh, Christmas. Cookies, candy, yummy treats.
How about you? What are your favorite things about autumn?
Posted by Tawny Weber Oct 4 2013, 12:30 am in guest blogger, Harlequin Blaze, sara jane stone, Tawny Weber
Okay, I have to tell you I’m blushing as I share this lovely guest post today. Not because her book is totally hot -which it is!!! So so hot!!! But because, well, you’ll see when you read it I’m not only thrilled to have SaraJane Stone here in the Lair today, but so so excited that she’s sharing her fabulous debut, COMMAND PERFORMANCE. This book is hot. Fabulously, sexy hot and such a wonderful read.
In honor of SaraJane’s visit, Sven is serving Chocolatinis, as well as various other delicious drinks. The boys have the buffet table set up with all of your favorite chocolate delights, so be sure to try a few. And yes, of course I’m willing to share some of the chocolate covered strawberries I’m carrying around. Want one? Or three? While we indulge, here’s SaraJane
Thank you to my friend and writing mentor Tawny Weber for inviting me to the Bandits’ lair! Ever since I “won” Tawny through Brenda Novak’s Annual Online Auction for Diabetes Research, she has stood by my side, offering writing advice and support as I submitted, revised, and ultimately sold my first novel, COMMAND PERFORMANCE, to Harlequin Blaze. Even with years of publishing experience under my belt—I worked in marketing and sales for Simon & Schuster and later, Random House before I started writing—having a mentor while I traveled the winding road from aspiring writer to published author proved invaluable.
Tawny’s thoughts on my work took my writing to new levels. Without her, I would not have written one of my favorite lines of dialogue in COMMAND PERFORMANCE. The first chapter opens with Maggie, my heroine saying: “Goodbye control. Hello fantasy.” That one line sums up Maggie’s red-hot sexual journey perfectly. Thank you TawnyJ
Long before I bid on the critique offered through the auction, Tawny’s work inspired my writing. As a reader, I love it when a romance novel feels like a mini vacation. Tawny and her fellow Blaze authors routinely swept me away for little breaks from day-to-day life. Reading these hot and steamy stories was akin to lying on a tropical beach devouring chocolate bars. And now that my debut is on shelves and available for ereaders, I hope that I can offer readers a similar experience.
Speaking of chocolate, I wanted to share a brief excerpt from the prologue of COMMAND PERFORMANCE. It is possible the many, many dark chocolate bars I ate while writing my first novel inspired the opening line. My excuse? I was pregnant with my daughter at the time. I needed chocolate to function :-)
“WHERE IS THE CHOCOLATE?” Maggie Barlow stood on her front porch, the door to the three-story mansion that had been in her family for generations open behind her, allowing the cooled air to escape into the hot July night. She watched her best friend since the second grade march up the steps with a pair of four-inch stilettos in her hand. Not a bakery box in sight.
“You need these more.” Olivia thrust the shoes at her.
Maggie looked down at the shiny white stilts she held and frowned. Twenty-four hours earlier, she’d caught her supposedly stable and reliable fiancé with his pants down—literally—and his nineteen-year-old research assistant bent over his desk wearing nothing but a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs. She needed double-fudge brownies, not shoes.
Now, my question for all of you—milk or dark chocolate?
About the Book
Subject: Chief Warrant Officer Hunter Cross
Mission: Keep Margaret Barlow distracted…using any means necessary!
Ranger Hunter Cross is the army poster child—excitement, danger and no strings in sight. And he’s been in town exactly three hours before a curvy blonde named Maggie flashes him a look that says “You belong in my bed.” It’s a night of wicked satisfaction. And it’s a night they can never repeat….
All Professor Maggie Barlow wanted was an orgasm—or three— from the dead-sexy Ranger. Having him as her official army liaison while she works on her new book? That wasn’t in the plan. Especially when she learns that Hunter has orders to “control” her. Little does the army know that when it comes to their deliciously naughty nighttime activities, Hunter is at Maggie’s complete command….
Uniformly Hot! The Few. The Proud. The Sexy as Hell.
COMMAND PERFORMANCE is available in print, ebook and audio!
After several years on the other side of the publishing industry, Sara Jane Stone bid goodbye to her sales career to pursue her dream–writing romance novels. Sara Jane currently resides in Brooklyn, New York with her very supportive real-life hero, two lively young children and a lazy Burmese cat.
You can find Sara Jane at her website, on Facebook, Goodreads or Twitter.
I have to admit, in addition to making me blush, this post made me smile so big. I loved being Sara Jane’s mentor, and in the course of falling in love with her writing, found a wonderful friend, too. Talk about a double blessing!! So in addition to Sara Jane’s question (milk or dark chocolate?), I have this question for you… Have you ever found a great friend in a most unexpected way?
Sara Jane is offering an e-copy of her book, Command Performance. To celebrate her debut, I’ll offer an e-copy of my own debut as well, Double Dare. All you have to do to is leave a comment to be in the drawing for both books C’mon… ya know ya wanna.