Wednesday, January 7, 2009
How did I not know this about myself
So whenever people ask me what my favorite kind of romance books are I always say contemporary, something light and funny. That's also what I write as well. I mean, there is always an intense internal conflict in my books but they are also funny (I hope), fun, and light at times. Right now I'm working on my first book with a true tortured hero. While this book has some of the above mentioned characteristics as well, its still different. The conflict for my hero is much more difficult for him to get over and he's like I said...very tortured. And guess what? I'm totally in love with it. I think its one of, if not my favorite book I've written. With that tucked in the back of my mind, last week I started making a list of all my favorite reads of 2008 for my blog. Again, guess what? They're all books that are a little more serious and a little more emotional. None of the books on my list of favorite reads were the light, funny, reads that I always say are my favorite. How did I not know this about myself before hand? While I still LOVE those fun, light, funny books, the big emotional ones are the books that stick with me much longer. Its funny how some times something just hits you. Duh! LOL. Guess you really do learn something new everyday!
On a side note I have a new book out today. I love, love, love Nico, the hero in this book. I hope that's not bad to say since he is my OWN hero but I do. I almost wanted to keep him for myself.
Since childhood, Tabith Harris dreamed of the perfect love. Instead, she keeps ending up with a broken heart. When she meets the handsome and available Nico Valenti, she doesn't want to waste her time on another broken heart. Tabby's a new woman and the wrong man is no longer for her.
Nico can’t get Tabby out of his mind. Sure, he loved women, loved them all, as often as he could, but he’d never met one that held his interest for long. He had to spend more time with her, even if it was on her terms of a “no sex” relationship.
So, how does a one-night-stand kind of man get to know a woman of changed interests? Can Tabby and Nico meet in the middle long enough to get to know each other, let alone give their newfound feeling a chance?
Nico carried her to the bedroom. Setting her on her feet he didn’t waste any time undressing her. He didn’t want to give her the chance to change her mind. It would kill him. He pulled her robe completely off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Her nightgown followed seconds later. She stood in front of him in pink g-string panties and nothing else. “Damn woman, you’re going to be the death of me.”
He couldn’t stop staring at her, soaking her in from her cute, red painted toenails to her frazzled hair. Delicious. Her skin a smooth, milk chocolate that smelled of lavender, begged to be touched. Her rounded breasts were pert, with hard pebbled nipples. Damn he wanted to taste them. And he would. First he needed the dark curls he saw beneath her pink panties uncovered. And he needed her to do it.
That would be her final concession. He had to know this is what she really wanted. That she desired him and wanted to proceed to the next level as much as he did. “Take off your panties.” The urgent scratch in his voice didn’t surprise him.
“Do it, Tabby. I want to watch you ease that sexy scrap of cloth down those long legs. I need to know this is really what you want. No regrets.” She looked apprehensive at first but the looked quickly turned into one of excitement, eagerness. Hooking her matching, red painted fingernails in the strap on the side of her panties she began to lower them.
Hell fucking yeah.
Her slender waist bent and she lowered the g-string down her legs. When she reached her feet she stepped out one foot at a time before straightening to stand beautifully naked in front of him. “Cosi Caldo, cosi bella. Li Voglio.” Nico eased her back on her plush bed. When her head rested on the pillows he started to kiss her. It was a short, demanding kiss before he moved down to her neck, kissing the hallow spot at the base of her throat.
“What…what does that mean?” she asked breathlessly, running her hands through his hair.
“So hot, so beautiful,” he lowered his hand to cup her mound. “I want you.”
“I want you too.” The admission almost sent him over the edge. He teetered there the whole time, but that, hearing those words almost did him in.
Nico rested between her thighs. “I don’t know where to begin,” he admitted. “I want to taste every inch of you, Tabby. How do I decide?”
She sighed, a sexy sigh as her eyes drifted closed as if waiting for him. Nico kissed her lips, “eeny,” her left breast, “meeny,” her right, “miney,” then he eased down her body until his mouth was inches from her core. He lowered his head and licked. “ Mo. ” Damm she tasted good, wet and sweet. This is where he needed to be. He had to start here.