tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49960073405160880142024-02-07T02:29:32.199-08:00Sarina WildeSex and SizzleSarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-34833946626879790752016-05-04T14:15:00.000-07:002016-05-04T14:15:25.231-07:00What Color is Your Love?<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I
remember when I first started reading romance novels back in 8<sup>th</sup>
grade. I’d tell you how long ago that was, but let’s just say dinosaurs were
still roaming Earth. The covers of these books usually featured a blond-haired,
blue-eyed heroine and a dark-haired, flinty-eyed hero who was generally much
older than his ingénue love. Was it a reflection of real-life? I seriously
doubt it was an accurate picture even way back then of their appearance or
their ages.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Now
is the point where I should step up on a politically correct soapbox to say
race shouldn’t be a factor when it comes to romance writing. Maybe it shouldn’t
be, but it is. Just yesterday, I was having a conversation with a
highly-educated professional woman who happens to be single and
African-American. I mention her race because it plays a role in our
conversation. She was bemoaning the fact that it was difficult to find her male
counterpart to date because <i>a lot of them
were dating white women</i>. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">That
got me thinking. Was this actually true? I had to admit that when it came to
interracial couples of my acquaintance, the preponderance were males of another
race married to white females. According to research published in 2013 by the
Pew Research Center, African-American men are twice as likely as
African-American women to intermarry. Among Asians and Native Americans, the
trend is just the opposite (Wang, 2015).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Now,
I don’t want to go into a big dissertation on the trends in interracial couples
and marriage. Let’s just say that you can check out US Census figures and the
Pew research and find the following statistics: In 2013, more than one out of
ten new marriages were among couples of differing races; nearly seven percent
of all existing marriages were interracial. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">So
where is the diversity in romance? It’s coming. I’m not sure I would go so far
as an article in <i>TIME</i> from May of
2014 which loudly proclaims in its headline: “Steamy Romance Novels Flush With
Color,” and includes the subhead: “interracial relationships are a hot new
trend in love lit.”(Sachs, 2014) However, I will say that the issue is coming
out in the open for a lot more discussion. That happened at Romance Writers of
America’s 2015 national convention. We’ve also had those discussions in my own
RWA chapter.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I
see women of color banding together to support one another’s careers. That’s
fantastic. We should all be supportive of efforts to make our romance writing a
truer reflection of love in all its many forms, no matter the race, gender, or
number combinations.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Should
the focus of interracial romance always be about race? First and foremost, they
should be about love, about two people who are right for each other because
they like and respect the other person. I do think we would be fooling
ourselves, though, if we say it’s a non-issue. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQNgbx3H6dCXB5_jZRbUh9WPKXQG4b-6WKThvJXEWH3QdXrt1iPZbRc2IfawE8u_cB3Kff0R-5KCzXrh6GIjVk7_N3GGCiYtDiBx7v9R2HeIE1iyvXBKK3hNCjPiw5Wx4WvOrIBVPV9k/s1600/pharmonie+color.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQNgbx3H6dCXB5_jZRbUh9WPKXQG4b-6WKThvJXEWH3QdXrt1iPZbRc2IfawE8u_cB3Kff0R-5KCzXrh6GIjVk7_N3GGCiYtDiBx7v9R2HeIE1iyvXBKK3hNCjPiw5Wx4WvOrIBVPV9k/s200/pharmonie+color.jpg" width="124" /></a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I
live and teach in an area that is split roughly down the middle between
African-Americans and Caucasians. Just as my colleague’s concern about the
number of black men dating white women came out in conversation, so have I
heard people—both black and white—express concerns about interracial relationships.
Prejudice is still out there. Personally, I prefer to address things head on
rather than pretending it doesn’t exist. I’ve never been a proponent of what I
call the “emperor’s new clothes” philosophy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">So,
when you read the second novella in my series “Teacher’s Pets,” I don’t steer
away from the fact that Ben’s a really hot white guy dating a really hot black
woman, but I don’t feel I’ve made it the central conflict either. (Perfect Harmonie, Teacher's Pet #2, coming May 25!)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">And
I have to say to my sister of another mother…thanks for giving me the idea when
you said, “Hey, put me in one of your books.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Sources:<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Sachs, Andrea. (2014). “Steamy Romance Novels Flush
With Color”. <i>TIME</i>. Retrieved from: <a href="http://time.com/43710/interracial-romance-novels/">http://time.com/43710/interracial-romance-novels/</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Wang, Wendy. (2015). “Interracial Marriage: Who is
‘marrying out’?”. Pew Research Center. Retrieved From: <a href="http://www.pewresearch.org/fact-tank/2015/06/12/interracial-marriage-who-is-marrying-out/">http://www.pewresearch.org/fact-tank/2015/06/12/interracial-marriage-who-is-marrying-out/</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-2505743841122180952016-04-15T06:50:00.000-07:002016-04-15T06:50:56.786-07:00Ask The Experts<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Come close, I have a
secret to tell you. It wasn’t Al Gore who invented the Internet, but I know who
it was. Teenagers. Just ask them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">In my non-writer life,
I teach high school. I have learned several important things while teaching.
First—teenagers know everything (this probably won’t surprise anyone who has a)
been a teenager or b) parented a teenager) , second—teenagers believe teachers
can’t hear, so they will talk about anything in front of them, third—it’s
highly entertaining to keep your mouth shut and listen to the massive amounts
of misinformation they spit out and swallow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I have also become
fairly unshockable. I might have already been that way since I write erotic
romance, but I guess that’s up for debate. That fake news story about the guy
who stuck the canned cinnamon rolls up his… well let’s just say I bought it for
about ten seconds, so I guess that still makes me somewhat vulnerable to
surprise. I mention this because the topics of conversations among teens have
changed a bit since I was at that all-knowing, omnipotent age.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">My friends and I talked
about things like what might happen after a nuclear war, the meaning of life,
and some things all teens still discuss—who was having a party and when, and
who had ____________ (fill in the blank with beer, pot, etc.). We talked about
going to college and what we wanted to do with our lives.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Here’s the conversation
I stopped in the middle of a computer-based class I facilitate during what
would be my planning period:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“When you get the
harness, I can show you how to put it on right, cuz if you ain’t got it on
right it ain’t gonna work.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Some boys let you do
it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Yeah, you’re right.
They’re talking about strap-ons and butt sex. So I say…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Y’all need to change
your topic of conversation right now. We’ve had this discussion before about
what is and is not appropriate to talk about at school.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Eyes pop wide open.
Everyone stares at me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“You know what we’re
talking about?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I smile when what I
really want to do is laugh my butt off. “I know this might come as a surprise
to you, but you did not invent sex. And again, discussing strap-ons and
harnesses in class is not appropriate. Change the topic.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr99nZpNx85h7XkXX4QUAUVmT7HEr6airsi96AhzjWtqF__XsGVCj6_ytODRLnJ_6xpLAE4p21LwGj9mkvLdFS9OuqElYjey4v-YV0nEX4ZPwfHEBfbP6a06v2ZHG6DIbi_Q8UR4Dg5mE/s1600/Paris_Tuileries_Garden_Facepalm_statue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr99nZpNx85h7XkXX4QUAUVmT7HEr6airsi96AhzjWtqF__XsGVCj6_ytODRLnJ_6xpLAE4p21LwGj9mkvLdFS9OuqElYjey4v-YV0nEX4ZPwfHEBfbP6a06v2ZHG6DIbi_Q8UR4Dg5mE/s200/Paris_Tuileries_Garden_Facepalm_statue.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">So, at this point, I’m
sure there are some out there saying <i>that
was all you did?</i> Well, let me ask you something—would you smack your puppy
for messing on the floor before it knew better? I’m house training because—you
guessed it—<i>someone </i>hasn’t already
done that with these students. That’s part of the reason many of them end up in
alternative ed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">However, I have to think
they’re not totally different from many teens these days. However crude their
conversations might be, they also—I’m forced to admit—have something in common
with the teenagers of my time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">They know it all. They
have it licked. The world is theirs.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">So my amusement is also
tempered with nostalgia. That’s what we were all like before we actually had to
start living life. Imagine if we could hang onto some of that boundless
arrogance and optimism.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-60862141976222487752016-04-03T05:47:00.001-07:002016-04-03T05:47:42.134-07:00New Indie Series<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 1.2pt 0in 0.0001pt;">
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">I'm so excited about the launch of my new series: Teacher's Pets. The series examines the lives and loves of six women who work and teach at the fictional Harbrace Middle School. Some will find love singly...some with more than one man...but all of them will find their own HEA.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">The First book in the series, <i>Hardwired</i>, just released a week ago. I have included the blurb, an excerp</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">t, and buy links for you. Enjoy!</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyGKmN3yfyAElAv6v24bG1iWGcjGQE5NtrssvFGVKM6aez42lryvrjUrpx7Z-eR3DoaHKj0gFq4fEnaXa1UQVRoIkK2nShoXnuqCEF6oLCg5E5N31rW_BYMJrVAk5-7xoLSwK0LlExJ8w/s1600/sample+cover+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyGKmN3yfyAElAv6v24bG1iWGcjGQE5NtrssvFGVKM6aez42lryvrjUrpx7Z-eR3DoaHKj0gFq4fEnaXa1UQVRoIkK2nShoXnuqCEF6oLCg5E5N31rW_BYMJrVAk5-7xoLSwK0LlExJ8w/s200/sample+cover+4.jpg" width="125" /></a><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> It was only supposed
to be kinky sex with no strings attached. Then Carly discovers her one
night stand from a computer conference is none other than the new principal at
the school where she works. </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Nat’s trying to get the new school year off to
a good start, but his concentration’s blown when he discovers the cute little
butt sticking out from beneath his desk belongs to the hottest woman he’s ever
taken to bed. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Neither one of them can forget the night they
spent together or the friend who showed them that three isn’t a crowd.<br />
Just as Carly and Nat ready to make the leap from recreation to relationship,
her past may put them both in danger.<br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Get ready for some hot sex with a little m/m
action too. </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Excerpt:</span></b><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16pt;">Chapter 1</span></b><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">U need sex.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Well, duh. Who didn’t?
Carly Greene stared at the text from Harmonie, hot history teacher
extraordinaire and one of her besties. They’d talked about that very thing—both
of them needing some hot, mindless sex—last week at Lucky’s when Carly and the
rest of her teacher buds had gathered for drinks. Lately, it seemed the only
sex Carly got was from Mr. Bunny, the battery-powered boyfriend in her
nightstand. She wasn’t the only one either. Out of their whole group Eve was
about the only one getting regular booty calls, and that was just because she
was married to the way-too-sexy Tanner.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">U gotta guy for me?</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"> Carly texted back and didn’t have to wait
long for an answer.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Ur at a geek convention.
They r all horny.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Carly had come to the
bar after the rubber chicken conference dinner, hoping to relax a bit, but the
crush of people and the crowded dance floor had just made her feel more
isolated. She glanced along the length of the wooden bar and saw a guy standing
at the corner. Now there was some eye candy. And he was staring back. At her.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">U need sex</span></i><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Harmonie was right about
that. Maybe what she really needed was a mind-blowing, no-holds-barred,
no-strings fling with something tall, hot, and horny. Bonus that he didn’t look
like the average computer geek.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Carly met Mr. Hottie’s
smoldering gaze, picked up her beer bottle and took a long, slow sip, then
caressed the length of the cold glass with her fingertips. She was being
deliberately provocative. For once, she wanted simply to cut loose with no
thought to the past or the future. Hopefully, he’d get the hint. His gaze
shifted to her lips, lower to her tits, and back up again.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">He smiled.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Oh yeah. He was
definitely interested. Carly could already feel the moisture in her panties.
The man was incredibly hot. Tall and lean, his broad shoulders were encased in
a snug polo shirt. Those yummy shoulders tapered down to slender hips in
form-fitting jeans. His dark hair, hard to tell what color in this light, was
professionally cut. And when he smiled? Not only had he shown off straight,
white teeth, but a great dimple in one cheek that suddenly made him look as
human as he did perfect.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">He picked up his beer
and headed her way. The sex gods must be smiling. The heat in
Carly’s pussy went from zero to sixty in nothing flat. This was exactly what
she needed, and if he turned out to have a voice like Mickey Mouse, there was
always Mr. Bunny…or a gag.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">* * * *</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Nat Williams had signed
up for the summer computer expo at the beach long before he’d transferred to
his new job. He’d been tempted to cancel, but his new superintendent had urged
him to go since he’d already paid for it. Not only was some of the newest
technology on display, but vendors were demonstrating the latest educational software.
Now, looking at the woman smiling at him from halfway down the bar, he was glad
he’d listened.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Two more days of
mind-numbing seminars and chicken dinners, and Nat feared he’d go insane.
However, he was determined to liven things up a bit, and the woman sucking so
seductively on that beer might be just the person to help him do it. He would
enjoy the chance to get a little freaky before he had to turn back
into the epitome of stern and conservative. He’d definitely revisited some of
his man-whore ways over the summer, but lately, none of those hook-ups had done
it for him. Maybe this time would be different.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Watching her full lips
on the beer bottle’s rim was already making his cock do a happy dance, and his
brain play a movie of her mouth wrapped around his dick. The woman had a body
made for sex, and that was exactly what he was looking to supply.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">The spot next to her
opened. Nat picked up his beer and slid in beside her, extending his hand. “Hi.
I’m Nat.”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Carly.” Her voice was
throaty, sexy, and his cock stiffened a bit more. He was a sucker for voices.
Always had been.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“You here for the
conference?” he asked, hoping he got a yes in return. Conferences and
conventions always seemed to have a free pass for sex tucked somewhere in the
sign-in materials and promotional giveaways.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Yes. You?”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">He nodded. “Most of what
I wanted to find out happened today, but I figured I’d stick around for a
little while. What about you?”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Someone from my office
had to go,” Carly told him in that throaty, seductive voice of hers. “Since I
was the newest, I got elected.”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">The band came back on
stage and began playing some classic dance tunes. Nat glanced at the musicians
and the teeny tiny dance floor. His imagination immediately had her rubbing up
against him in time with the music.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Would you like to
dance?” he asked.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Nat wasn’t a huge fan of
dancing, but if it would get him close to Carly’s curvy body, he was more than
ready. His cock jumped a bit more when her smile widened.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“I’d love to.”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">He held out his hand and
watched her slide off the stool. She wasn’t tall, about chin height, but boy
was everything in just the right places. Her short, dark hair framed her
pixie-like face in a halo of curls and made those blue eyes staring up at him
seem even bigger than they were. Bedroom eyes that begged to be taken straight
to the fun part. His cock throbbed.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">How long had it been
since he’d fucked anyone? Too long, if you asked his dick, but Nat would cure
that particular problem in short order. At least, he hoped so.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">The music switched to
something slow and sexy as they stepped onto the postage stamp excuse of a
dance floor. Nat grinned as he pulled the super sexy Carly up close. Molded
chest to thighs, he felt every soft curve of her, just as he was sure she felt
the part of him getting harder and bigger. When she didn’t back away from the
contact, Nat let his hands glide from her waist to her butt. He really needed a
chance to relax before he settled into his new job, and man, he hoped Carly was
willing to play.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">His balls tightened.
Lord did she have a great ass. Round and tight, he could just imagine rubbing
his dick up between those sweet cheeks, maybe even dipping in between.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Her arms wrapped behind
his neck. “You feel amazing,” she whispered in that husky voice.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“So do you.” He squeezed
her ass just a little, and she rubbed against his aching cock. “I may be
shooting myself in the foot here,” he murmured, “but how about a walk on the
beach?”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Just a walk?” her
question came out on a soft chuckle.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Nat rubbed one hand up
and down her narrow back. “A walk, or whatever you want.”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">“All right.”</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">His friend Ben now
leaned against the bar as Nat followed Carly from the floor. Ben’s blond brows
arched and his mouth quirked in amusement. Nat grinned back then shifted his
gaze back to Carly, his eyes glued to the gentle sway of her hips in the swingy
sundress she had on. He adjusted his dick into a more comfortable position,
then while she gathered her phone and her purse, he paid for their beers and
took her elbow. His cock was more than ready for the ending Nat hoped this
night would have.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Cuffed and Stuffed is the story of Lana Mills, a personal trainer in Wilmington, North Carolina. Lana has a few ex-boyfriend issues. Never fear, though, she also has two gorgeous neighbors willing to lend her a shoulder to cry on. Too bad they're gay.<br />
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Or are they?<br />
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As Lana discovers her sexy neighbors are willing and able to expand their duo into a trio, her ex-boyfriend decides he's not willing to give her up...and he'll go to frightening lengths to keep her.<br />
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<a href="http://www.sarinawilde.com/price-list.html" target="_blank">Click here</a> for buy links and an excerpt from the book!Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-56671998277191276982015-05-15T06:38:00.000-07:002015-05-15T06:38:15.506-07:00Cover Reveal!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Coming June 3, 2015 from Ellora's Cave! Cuffed and Stuffed, my sexy new short-novel length menage story.<br />
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Personal trainer Lana Mills dumps her scumbag boyfriend and discovers her sexy neighbors next door want to give her more than manly shoulders to cry on. Can Lana let go and open her arms to two men who want each other as much as they want her?<div>
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Austin, the cop, and Drew, the photographer, will take her to heights of passion she's never before experienced, but will they be able to protect her from a boyfriend who can't seem to let her go?</div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">About the book<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer wants a job that
lasts more than a few months. Working as a housekeeper and nanny should be a
no-brainer. Should be.<br />
Her first surprise is the two sexy guys hiring her. The second is discovering
that Liam and Chas share a bed and wouldn’t mind her right in the middle.
Watching her hot employers with their hands on each other is a fantasy come
true. Having their hands on her is even better. But baring all for them means
baring a few secrets of her own and facing fears she hoped she’d left behind.<br />
As the sexual heat accelerates so do problems outside the bedroom. To forge
their own sense of family and a home for Liam’s son, the three of them must
fight off a vicious ex-wife and a sexual harassment lawsuit that threatens
Chas’ career.<br />
Inside Scoop: Greer joins this established male/male couple in a sexy and
romantic ménage relationship.<br />
A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">An excerpt from the book<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">By reading any further,
you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age
of 18, please exit this site.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">An Excerpt From: BARE
BOTTOM GIRL<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Copyright © SARINA
WILDE, 2014<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">All Rights Reserved,
Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer slipped through
the crowd flowing in and out of the supermarket. She remembered when the busy
shopping center had been just a hayfield, but with more and more people headed
for the burbs, business had followed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Everyone was busy with
homes and careers. Her? Yeah, she was running an errand for her mom. Poor,
unemployed Greer. None of her jobs seemed to last even a year. She’d worked as
a maid for nice old Mrs. Henry, but then she’d died. Next was the waitress job,
but the state decided to widen the highway and the restaurant, in business for
decades, had gotten the heave-ho. Next was the B and B—right in the river’s
flood plain. When the spring floodwaters receded but the river stink remained,
the owners had filed bankruptcy and moved.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">So Greer was back home,
buying bread and cat food for her mother. After picking up her purchases, she
headed for the doors, but something made her stop at the bulletin board, a
collage of community announcements. Soccer games, church fundraisers, puppies
and ponies for sale, and then she saw it. The announcement wasn’t big or fancy,
just a simple computer printout—housekeeper and part-time nanny needed. Older
woman preferred .<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Natch.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer tucked a wisp of
hair behind her ear and started to walk on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Screw that. Backing up a
step, she looked at the ad again. No little number tabs to pull off, and of
course she didn’t have a pen. With a glance over each shoulder, she yanked the
tack out and stuffed the paper in her grocery bag.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">On the way to her dad’s
truck , she considered what she might have to offer for the job. She liked
kids, and heaven only knew she’d had plenty of experience along the maid and
cook line. She’d just ignore the older woman part. Age was a relative thing.
She was almost twenty-five. She was older than—well someone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">A few miles down the
highway, she turned onto the narrow county road leading to her family’s home.
Greer’s eyes strayed to the stone pillars and iron gates leading to a big brick
mansion set on the hill. Not her home. It was the Carles’ place.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She’d sneaked all over
the back of their property as a kid, playing in the creek and swinging from the
grapevines in the woods. In her more Walter Mitty-ish moments, she’d pretended
she lived there. Somehow it seemed better than the old log cabin tucked into a
holler along a back road. Great. Now she was channeling Coal Miner’s Daughter .
Her parents weren’t poor. Her dad was an attorney. They just liked a quiet,
modest home. A really old, quiet, modest home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">As soon as she’d parked
the pickup under the shed and put away the purchases for her mother, Greer
folded the ad in her hand and slipped down the hall to her room. Once inside,
she scanned it again. A local number, no address, or any real information about
how many children she might be expected to look after.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Well, it was now or
never. Her mom and dad would be home in an hour, and she sure would like to be
able to tell them she had a job interview. Clearing her throat, Greer practiced
making her voice sound deeper and older. When she was sure it was as good as
she could make it, she grabbed the phone and dialed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">It rang and rang and
rang. Greer sighed. Figured. Just as she was about to hit the Off button, a
deep, male voice barked, “Hello?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">In the background she
heard what sounded like her dad’s air compressor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“I’m calling about the
job you had advertised.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“You from the agency?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Uh…no. This was an ad
on the board in the Kroger.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The air compressor noise
stopped. “So you’re from around here?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Now the voice was
decidedly friendlier, deep and warm. Greer’s hand relaxed on the phone. “Yes.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Tell me about your
experience.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">This was the tricky
part. She didn’t need to mention how long she’d worked at any of her positions.
“I’ve worked as a maid and caregiver for an elderly woman. I’ve also done
housekeeping and kitchen duties for a local bed and breakfast—”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“When can you come for
an interview? This evening?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer swallowed, almost
unable to believe her luck. Thinking quickly about when she might be able to
get the car… “Would eight be too late?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Perfect. Let me give
you the address.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">As he rattled it off,
Greer’s brow knitted. That wasn’t very far away at all. She’d Google it as soon
as they got done.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“What’s your name?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Greer—”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Well, Mrs. Greer, we’ll
look forward to seeing you at eight this evening.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“All right, but—”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She heard a click on the
other end before she could correct him about the name. It also occurred to her,
she hadn’t gotten his name. Dumb. No wonder she had such a hard time finding
work. Her hands were shaking a little, so Greer pressed them against her pants
legs and took a deep, calming breath. Before she forgot it, she scribbled the
address, snatched the paper and sat at her laptop.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She plugged the address
in and watched familiar road intersections pop up in the satellite photo
showing a mixture of farmland and woods with the ribbon of the Ohio River at
the edge. As the address flag appeared, her heart skipped a beat. Zooming in,
she caught her breath. The Carle estate? Oh shit.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer made a grab for
the phone again to call back and cancel. Then she recalled the man’s voice on
the other end. He’d sounded nice, not stuffy or snobby. If his wife was nice
too… She withdrew her hand and swallowed nervously. If they needed a nanny,
maybe they’d want her to stay there. Greer took a deep breath and closed her
eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She loved her mom and
dad. They’d been great since the accident, not putting pressure on her, but
Greer needed a change, needed to be able to get out on her own. She was ready.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Older woman preferred.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Not much she could do
about that, except dress conservatively.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">By the time she reached
the call box at the iron gates with their ornate C design emblazoned on each
side, her hands shook so much she could barely press the button. No one
answered. The gates simply swung inward to allow her in. Evening shadows
stretched across the wide expanse of manicured lawn, making Greer wonder why
this household would even be in need of more servants. And why stick an ad on
the bulletin board in the grocery? Were the children all rich, spoiled little
brats?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She parked under the
shade of several large beech trees, swallowing a little nervously and hoping
her throat wasn’t so dry she wouldn’t be able to talk. For good measure, she
practiced her more mature sounding voice. Maybe it would help. Smoothing her
hands down her dark skirt, Greer adjusted the collar of her blouse to be sure
nothing other than the hollow of her throat was visible.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">After letting the door
knocker fall, her gaze darted over the house’s façade. When the door opened,
she had to look up a long way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Mrs. Greer?” The
outright doubt in the tall, golden-haired man’s voice made her spine stiffen.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Greer’s my first name,”
she said. “You disconnected before I could tell you my last name. It’s
Davidson.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">He smiled, and it seemed
to her there was just a touch of smirk to it, but the expression in his gaze
was warm enough. Strange. “Well come on in, Greer Davidson. I’m Chas Lynch, not
the person you spoke to by the way. I think Liam will be surprised.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">There was a hint of
laughter in the man’s voice, and it made Greer’s nerves flutter. Nothing about
this seemed amusing to her. What the hell was she getting into? And who was this
guy—the butler?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">As he led the way
through a hallway stretching nearly the full length of the house, Greer’s eyes
widened. She stared at the spacious formal rooms and the broad staircase
ascending to an overhead landing. The house was even larger inside than it
appeared from the exterior.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“If you don’t mind my
asking, Ms. Davidson, just how old are you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Her glance darted to his
laughing blue eyes. “Almost twenty-five.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Now she did hear a
chuckle. “How almost is almost?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer raised her chin. </span><span style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“N</span><span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">ext month.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">He nodded, a smile still
making his lips twitch. “Liam will be with us in just a moment. He was working
in his studio and wanted to clean up.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">He opened a door and
stepped aside to allow her to precede him into the room. Greer glanced around,
quickly absorbing the feel of rich wood paneling, polished furniture and
beautiful paintings. Her stomach rolled. What was she doing here? This was so
far beyond anything she was accustomed to, even Mrs. Henry couldn’t compare.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Have a seat. May I call
you Greer?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Yes.” She saw his
medical diplomas on the wall behind the desk. “You’re Dr. Lynch?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“Chas,” he corrected in
an easy tone. Instead of taking a seat behind the desk, he pulled his chair
around to the side where he could sit closer to her. Wow. Mr. Bedside Manner.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Greer tried to keep her
hands still in her lap, but found she was biting her lip instead. Too many
doctors h ad figured prominently in her life the last few years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-38516674933325452922014-01-04T04:56:00.000-08:002014-01-04T04:56:15.200-08:00A Great Not-so-new Review<a href="http://www.longandshortreviews.com/book-reviews/spare-dick-by-sarina-wilde/" target="_blank">Long and Short Review of Spare Dick</a><br />
Sometimes things slip through the cracks when life gets busy. Between teaching and also being a full time student, I managed to miss a really great review from LASR. Since one of my New Year's resolutions is to do a better job paying attention to the promotion and business side of my writing career rather than simply <i>creating</i>, I wanted to share this.<br />
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Happy New Year. This certainly brightened mine on a very cold Saturday morning!Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-50175014509007024072013-07-22T04:01:00.000-07:002013-07-22T04:01:09.412-07:00RWA 2013: Top Ten Things I learned<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">10.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">“Downtime” is a figment of your imagination.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">9.
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">Big rooms are cold. Little rooms are
hot. Dress for both.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">8.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">The shoes that
were so comfortable when you tried them on before conference magically no
longer fit right.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">7.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">5 city blocks
are impossibly long when you’re wearing anything other than walking shoes.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">6.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">There’s a reason
I walk on tracks…it’s hard to stare at guys’ butts without falling off a treadmill.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">5.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">Bring tissue to
the lunches because everyone will cry….laugh…cry…you get the drift.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">4.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">If there’s a
workshop you really want to attend—everyone else does too. Get there early.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">3.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">No matter how
big the tote bag you left your room with is, it’s not big enough to carry
everything you will pick up, so bring a spare.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">2.<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">Like locusts on
crops, women can strip a publisher’s book signing within minutes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">And.... the number one thing:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -0.25in;">Don’t worry
about how much the conference fee is, you’ll bring back enough free books to
offset the cost…really…I did…and I got to a couple of books signings that had
already been stripped by herds of voracious readers.</span><!--[if !supportLists]--></div>
Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-45833402448803662582013-05-24T05:44:00.003-07:002013-05-24T05:46:58.397-07:00Now Available for Nook!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDff281OuaVVNbXSozRp1lC377ug5p09cc3x8OoXWCYfbvb21T1ufqrt0ibysHHZytashRTbzXwJtUnt5xZNIax1UcZH0fUx-UUlGy6AGWhiRUpw6xb9VIS2tor0cNc17eFPY4E0I7d_M/s1600/sparedick_msr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 142px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 133px;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDff281OuaVVNbXSozRp1lC377ug5p09cc3x8OoXWCYfbvb21T1ufqrt0ibysHHZytashRTbzXwJtUnt5xZNIax1UcZH0fUx-UUlGy6AGWhiRUpw6xb9VIS2tor0cNc17eFPY4E0I7d_M/s200/sparedick_msr.jpg" width="121" ya="true" /></a>My new release, Spare Dick, is now available at Barnes and Noble for the Nook. <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/spare-dick-sarina-wilde/1115367558?ean=9781419944468" target="_blank">Click here</a> for a link to the buy page.</div>
Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-89665480034598103692013-05-08T04:10:00.000-07:002013-05-08T04:10:31.576-07:00Release Day!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am so excited to have my first book with Ellora's Cave releasing today! <a href="http://www.ellorascave.com/spare-dick.html" target="_blank">Spare Dick </a>is the story of Jill and Kevin Ramsey, and Kevin's partner Adam Heller. Jill and Kevin are high school sweethearts who've been married for almost twelve years. They want to add another man to their bed. The problem is, Jill doesn't want it to be someone they already know, and Kevin can't imagine bringing a stranger into their sex life. Kevin's new partner Adam seems like the perfect solution until everything goes to Hell.<br />
Here's an excerpt: (Warning -- it's intended for adults!)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">“So you’ve sucked somebody’s dick before?” Kevin couldn’t quite believe he was even having this conversation. Even more, he couldn’t believe he started to swell inside his slacks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">“Sucked, been sucked. Best blow job I ever had was from a former pro-football player. Hell, Kevin, you must know there are private clubs around <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:state w:st="on">North Carolina</st1:state></st1:place> where you can do it all. You could go to one out of town. It would take off the pressure…”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">“No. We talked about that. We’re not interested in swapping or anything and we’re not interested in having another woman in with us.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">Hell raised his brows. “Come on.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">Kevin shook his head. “No, seriously. I want <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">her</i>. I want to see other men wanting her too.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">“Then, let me say it again. What about me?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;">I'm so excited about this story, I want to offer you a chance to win a copy. All you need to do is add your name as a blog follower and between today and Friday, May 17th and I'll enter your name in a drawing to win an e-copy of Spare Dick!</span></div>
Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-65368019840021607412013-05-05T05:24:00.001-07:002013-05-05T05:24:18.265-07:00Find Your Wilde SideMy upcoming release, <em>Spare Dick</em>, is all about fulfilling fantasies. In this story, that comes with some pitfalls. In real life, I think the same thing applies. There is a reason our fantasies are fantasies. Sometimes not all of what we imagine in our wildest moments are meant to be fulfilled. Fantasies serve their purpose in our minds, maybe even shared with a lover, but bringing them to fruition isn't always what's best. <br />
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That desire to experience the unknown either in our reading or in a playful way is a healthy outlet, a stress reliever. It can be fun and stimulating to share fantasies. I often imagine what if would be like to jump out of an airplane and experience that rush of free falling through the sky. The reality is I nearly hyperventilate trying to jump off a three-meter diving board. Just thinking about it right now is making me nervous. So the whole skydiving fantasy is something I think I'll keep as just that...a fantasy.<br />
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Kevin and Jill take their fantasy of adding another man in their bed from dream to reality. The results are hot! But the aftermath also rocks the foundation of their marriage. <a href="http://www.ellorascave.com/spare-dick.html" target="_blank">Check out <em>Spare Dick</em></a> when it releases on Wednesday, May 8 to find out how they manage to work things out.<br />
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Stop back on Wednesday for details on how you can win your own copy of <em>Spare Dick</em>.Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-79793669841869266792013-03-27T19:32:00.000-07:002013-03-27T19:32:13.435-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am still waiting on a publication date, but I simply had to share the beautiful cover for my debut novel with Ellora's Cave. What I can promise you is the story is just as sexy as the cover!<br /><br />Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-70237955414397064962012-06-11T16:51:00.001-07:002012-06-11T16:52:27.833-07:00Win a Free Copy of Hook, Line & Sinker!The Release date is fast approaching. This Friday, Hook, Line & Sinker will be available from The Wild Rose Press's Wilder Roses. <a href="http://www.wilderroses.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=182&products_id=878">Click here</a> to find out what card game Taz and Ridge will be playing, then leave a comment telling me. I'll enter your name for a chance to win a free copy. Winner will be drawn on June 22, 2012.Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-1895468185241479622012-04-11T14:02:00.001-07:002012-04-12T18:41:09.882-07:00Hook, Line & Sinker Release Date!My new male/male short story will release on June 15, 2012 from The Wild Rose Press as part of their Boys of Summer series. I'm so excited! I really enjoyed writing the two heroes, Taz and Ridge. They're two men you can't help but cheer on to their HEA...and they are hot.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwMJtEfRqX8yPqqdgamMYJ_0qlsxd5sULiq99ev0OQSBowUCvVt1lZ-BtfSUJzaKCNsuCnu7OKCAPaEUHV4YqptwdvxAa8jTrIXpkORNQe5MVz0ws0RkqolrNInRK3pY5DrNbF0Z4gC4/s1600/HookLineAndSinker_w6933_680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwMJtEfRqX8yPqqdgamMYJ_0qlsxd5sULiq99ev0OQSBowUCvVt1lZ-BtfSUJzaKCNsuCnu7OKCAPaEUHV4YqptwdvxAa8jTrIXpkORNQe5MVz0ws0RkqolrNInRK3pY5DrNbF0Z4gC4/s320/HookLineAndSinker_w6933_680.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>Here's the blurb: Outdoorsman Taz Harris can't imagine life in a stuffy office, but times are hard and his family's hunting and fishing business is on the line. That's why the week he'll serve as entrepreneur Ridge Pender's fishing guide has to be perfect. Even if that means denying what he feels for Ridge.<br />
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Denial is the last thing Ridge wants. He's returned to Harris Mountain Lake, for more than sunshine and fresh air. He wants the sexy fisherman who made him forget his fast paced life. He wants Taz--in his arms and in his bed. But as their passion sizzles in the summer heat, finances--not fishing--could tear them apart forever.Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-71960121809731722372012-03-15T17:22:00.000-07:002012-03-15T17:22:14.865-07:00No Invitation Needed--Check out this New Author<div class="separator" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img aea="true" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81DuXgZSQuf50rqrW2O5vv0scoiT0qCzqvPP5d9lKGrsoxVEKzSFZ8rRz812OIkoAJ67ugnVXTd0xuc2qj4hSYaHHGru3T-wsTf0HDzW4cSnkLrALFCvm3mOIuO1Baz1mSnC_5RPDkkE/s1600/oral+invitation.bmp" /></div><br />
If you enjoy your erotica with a male-male twist, <em><a href="http://www.wilderroses.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=868">Oral Invitation</a></em> by B.J. Hayes is an excellent read for under a dollar. Here's the blurb:<br />
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<div align="justify">Dylan Lindstrom has always loved women and always will. At least that's what he thinks until free spirit Jackson Carter invites him back to his place for a beer. Jackson is athletic, outgoing, good-looking, loves motorcycles—a man’s man—and Dylan feels an instant connection with him. But when Jackson offers him more than a bike ride through Denver, Dylan must decide if he’s ready to accept Jackson’s <i>oral invitation</i>.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Intrigued? </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Here's the excerpt--it was enough to grab me--Hook, Line & Sinker--lol.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">“Here it is.” He handed Dylan a brochure. “I’ve done this ride before. We go through Dillon, then over Rabbit Ears Pass through Steamboat to this tiny little town called Murphy where we have dinner and spend the night. Then we head back around the long way.” He pointed to the map inside the brochure. “There’s some great scenery through here, and we ought to glimpse some wildlife. A beautiful canyon. It’s about four hours the first day, five hours home the second. Because it’s short, we don’t have to get up at the buttcrack of dawn.” <br />
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Dylan laughed. “That sounds good. I’m not a real morning person. Except when I get up to play racquetball.” <br />
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“You play? So do I. We should play sometime.” <br />
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“Yeah, sure. I’d like to.” <br />
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“Okay, I’ll give you a call.” He pressed the brochure into Dylan’s hand. “You can keep this. I hope you’ll think about going.” <br />
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“I sure will. I haven’t had the time for a long ride in a while. I’ve missed it.” He took a long draft of his beer. “I used to ride all summer when I was in college, the years after college, too. I haven’t had time lately. Been too busy building my business. I sure miss the sun and wind on my face, though. So relaxing.” <br />
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“I know what you mean,” Jackson said. “There’s something about being on that bike that relaxes me like nothing else.” He let out a soft chuckle. “Well, <i>almost</i> nothing else.” <br />
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“Yeah.” Dylan couldn’t help smiling. “I’d take a good blow job over a bike ride any day.” <br />
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“Me, too.” Jackson looked straight into Dylan’s eyes. “You want one now?”</div><br />
This is not a long read by any means, but Hayes has created two well-rounded (and endowed) characters you'll find yourself rooting for. The sex scenes are hot and explicit, but with plenty of emotion to help you remember what you're reading is a romance.</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-46798902720293620042012-02-20T08:50:00.000-08:002012-02-20T08:50:42.387-08:00Wow!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtV9uIy5QYrdk1oz6BsTjk0o4755jj-VWHq4Hv2vlPpqo9bN44FfcUt1S17n33pW64Io4lmQ6jaUXTXWCFGr10nKg3y2YWx2YlmTdwP-vTttSR8cmTLDF9RcOcLbRtoEHHjr2cZbfZJw/s1600/HookLineAndSinker_w6933_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtV9uIy5QYrdk1oz6BsTjk0o4755jj-VWHq4Hv2vlPpqo9bN44FfcUt1S17n33pW64Io4lmQ6jaUXTXWCFGr10nKg3y2YWx2YlmTdwP-vTttSR8cmTLDF9RcOcLbRtoEHHjr2cZbfZJw/s1600/HookLineAndSinker_w6933_300.jpg" yda="true" /></a></div>I am so excited to be able to show you the cover to my upcoming release. Hook, Line & Sinker will be coming out from The Wild Rose Press as part of their Boys of Summer series. Look for it in just a few months. If the weather hasn't heated you up, this story will!Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4996007340516088014.post-57202061938538966822011-10-27T16:56:00.000-07:002011-10-27T16:56:49.300-07:00Give it to me Straight?This is an ongoing discussion with my spouse who claims m/f/f is the menage norm. Of course, I can't think of anything much hotter than an m/f/m combo. I like reading it, and I enjoy writing it. One of my favorite authors is Samantha Kane, particularly her Brothers in Arms series.<br />
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There's just something about two guys unbending enough to show love for each other that's incredibly sensual.<br />
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So what I wonder is -- am I the weird one, or are m/f/m threesomes really hot?Sarina Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04459039593534134220noreply@blogger.com1