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Susan Blexrud grew up in Orlando, Florida, and now lives in Asheville, North Carolina, with her husband of 27 years, John, who proposed to her on New Year’s Eve 1985 on the Venice-Simplon Orient Express, halfway between Paris and Vienna. Their son Chris lives and works in Manhattan, and daughter Allison is a college junior. Susan has a Chihuahua named Baby and a cockatiel named Romeo. She is an avid reader, and she leads two monthly book clubs in Asheville. She is a walker and Yoga enthusiast. She enjoys quilting and bird watching (loves hummingbirds), and most of all, writing her next story.
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Jill Adgate wants three things from life: a successful catering business, a family, and the love of an exceptional man. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills, and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.
Chet Castle is a businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved in any relationship that has a shelf life longer than a head of lettuce. Intrigued by her ambition—and determined to get her in bed—Chet offers Jill the chance of a lifetime: work as his live-in chef and he’ll help her get her catering business off the ground. When sparks fly in the kitchen, Jill realizes what’s cooking is a recipe for disaster…
Y’all know I’m a sucker for a good romance and that’s exactly what Bachelor’s Special by Christine Warner is: a good romance. A *really* good romance. Jill is a girl with plans for her life, too bad no one bothered to tell her life that. Chet Castle is a man through and through. He sees Jill and wants her in his bed, so he devises a way to keep her close and put his plan into motion. But Chet’s plan backfires. In a fit of conscience, he changes his mind about the blatant seduction. Yet the sparks between them cannot be denied and do not need to be flamed to burst into something more. But Chet and Jill are mismatched for sure. They don’t want the same things out of life and they’ll have to find some common ground in order to meet in the middle.
Never fear, lovers of romance, Christine Warner is the writer to make it all happen.
A bit about Christine
Besides laughing and a good round of humor, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, reading, writing but no arithmetic. A confessed people watcher, she finds inspiration for her stories in everyday activities. She loves to read and write about strong heroes and determined, sometimes sassy, heroines.
A girl gone wild, at least where social media is concerned, she enjoys meeting other avid readers and writers on facebook, twitter and her website.
Twitter under @ChristinesWords: https://twitter.com/#!/ChristinesWords
Facebook page : http://www.facebook.com/pages/Christine-Warner/143430882396013
A word from Christine
Can soup be sexy?
There are several foods that are considered an aphrodisiac—chocolate and oysters come to mind for me first—but would you consider soup a turn on?
I think any food can become sexy…it depends only on the people involved and their attraction. Think about it a minute, feeding your special someone strawberries from between your lips, painting each others bodies with whip topping and licking it off, tossing some pop rocks in your mouth before you share an explosive kiss…
Why not soup too?
I’d like to share a scene from Bachelor’s Special between Chet and Jill in the kitchen that involves a bit of soup. A slight misunderstanding gets words and sparks of attraction flying. Part of the meal Jill had just prepared—squash soup, her specialty—moves to the forefront of the scene to set off bells of sexual tension and a spine tingling kiss.
Here’s a little taste. In the comments let me know what you think…is soup sexy too?
Laughter swelled Chet’s chest. He stopped short when he looked into Jill’s upturned face, enjoying the fact he could inspect her so closely and she didn’t know. Blinded by the soup, she was at his mercy.
Thick, yellowish-orange liquid covered her skin, hiding the sprinkle of fine freckles dotting her nose. Black eyelashes spiked from the moisture, and her parted lips revealed the whiteness of her teeth. The apron she wore reminded him of something a housewife would wear on a fifties sitcom. Undeniably cute and damn sexy. All she needed was a set of pearls.
She’d be the type of girl he’d bring home to his mother. Hold up, Castle! You don’t play the girlfriend game. His blood raced as her tongue darted out and she licked her lips again. The twinge of his groin reminded him once more that a fling with the lovely Jill would be on his list, but nothing more.
Still holding her wrists, he leaned forward and flicked his tongue out to taste the drop of soup forming on the tip of her chin.
Jill’s body went quiet at his touch. The pulse beating against the soft skin of her inner wrist burst forward at a quick tempo.
Her button-down shirt pulled with each quick breath she took.
“Damn, you’re right. Tastes great.” A salty quality mingled with the rich flavor of the soup. A dash of Jill mixed in to add a more potent flavor.
“I told you I’m an awesome cook.” Her husky voice lowered further.
“I particularly like your presentation.” He matched her tone, his heartbeat erratic.
She tried to step back, but her butt connected with the counter. If she took a half step forward she’d be pushed against his chest. Not that he minded.
“Let me loose. I’d like to wipe my eyes.” A giggle slipped past her lips.
“Not yet. I’m not sure you’ve learned your lesson.”
“I guarantee you I have.”
Her struggled swallow caught his attention. “Nervous?”
Jill shook her head as if trying to clear away the thick soup. “Never.”
He laughed. “I’m going to have more soup.”
“Can’t, it’s all on my…” She stiffened in his arms and a soft sigh, almost a whimper, caught in her throat.
His attraction grew tenfold. He lowered his head, brushing her lips with his own before pulling back. His heart pounded against his chest, bongo drums in a heady rhythm. This situation had escalated into a major turn on.
Christine on Tour
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I’ve been reading romance long that I’ve gotten myself into a rut. It’s a happy rut, I know what I like to read, I seek it out, and I read it. But every now and then I get pushed out of my happy little rut and most always I’m glad that I did. Like when Barbara Burke sent out a cry for help for quotes and reviews for her novella, Recompromising Amanda. I answered, because I like to help people. I was pushed from my happy rut because I normally read light-hearted contemporary romance, and this is a regency short. But what a good choice I made.
I thought I’d do something a little different this time. This must read is a novella, so in lieu of a traditional review, I interviewed the author. But first a peek at Recompromising Amanda…
How has beautiful, popular Amanda Smythe-Kincaid managed to reach the ripe old age of twenty-five without getting married? Could she possibly still be carrying a torch for Jason, her brother’s best friend? It’s been years since they were caught kissing in the conservatory.
Jason, the third Viscount Greyshott, has been in love with Amanda for ages. Too bad he can’t convince her of that fact, and too bad she repeatedly turns down his marriage proposals.
When Amanda asks Jason for a shocking favor, he realizes this may just be the opportunity he needs. And when fate, in the form of an exasperated older brother and some inadvertent eavesdropping, finally steps in to bring this charming Regency couple into each other’s arms—where everyone around them knows they’ve always belonged—Amanda doesn’t stand a chance.
Not enough?Here’s a little excerpt…
“Jason!” she said as, at the same time, “Amanda!” burst from his lips.
They looked at each other fully for the first time and might have smiled if not for the gravity of the situation.
“Ladies first,” Jason commanded.
His eyes were warm, and Amanda took comfort in the sight even as her heartbeat quickened at the memory of the molten heat reflected in them the night before. She drew a resolute breath, but turned her head away, refusing to meet his eyes.
“Jason, the other day you told me if there was ever anything I needed that Charles could not provide I was to come to you, and you would help me.” She dared a peep up at him. “Did you mean it?”
“How can you doubt it?” he asked, a frown crossing his features.
“Then I want you to promise me you will do something for me without asking any questions.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“No questions,” she reminded him with a brief smile. “You must trust me.”
“It’s not something illegal is it?” he teased. “I’ll have to calculate the probability of being sent to jail and consult my lawyers on how long the sentence is likely to be before agreeing to anything truly reprehensible.”
“No, it’s not illegal,” she answered seriously. “At least, I don’t think it’s illegal,” she added with a trace of doubt.
“‘Don’t think it’s illegal’ will have to do, I suppose. Tell me what you want, and if it lies within my power I will do it.”
Amanda took a deep breath before replying, and then spoke all in a rush. “I want you to make love to me.”
Still want more…well now, it’s Barbara’s turn…
In her other life regency writer Barbara Burke is an award-winning freelance journalist. Too scatterbrained to concentrate on one specialty she might be writing about oil development in Greenland for a business magazine one week and laundry practises for a hoteliers’ magazine the week after. Despite her inability to concentrate on one thing for any length of time she gets cranky if she goes too long without writing any fiction.
She’s lived in four Canadian provinces and three countries and currently resides in a leaky cedar house on an island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, which she shares with her husband, daughter, two cats, a dog and a snake. The horse lives down the road. She drinks wine and watches whales from her upstairs balcony and wishes the sun would come out occasionally.
My turn *in a sing-song voice*…
Have you always written regency romances?
No, this is my first shot at it. I’ve always read regencies, though. I was a fan of Jane Austen back when she was still trying to get her first novel published 😉
Ah, that Jane…what is your favorite aspect of the regencies?
I think it’s the polite world they inhabit. They speak a certain way and dress a certain way and they have so many rules for what one can and cannot do is society. Once you figure out what those rules are you can have so much fun breaking them.
I also like the way it was practically invented as a genre by Georgette Heyer. As far as I can tell no one else even considered writing about that period until she began using it as her setting. I’d like to invent a genre, but everytime I think of something I look online and find 50,000,621 hits for my so-called original idea. Damn Google.
Yep, been there a time or two myself! Recompromising Amanda is a novella, what do you consider the benefits of writing short?
Not writing long!
Okay, maybe I asked for that one! LOL Have you written novel length and what do you consider the challenges of writing long/short to be?
I’ve started a few novels but I always run out of steam at about 30,000 words. They’re still sitting on my computer and I hear them calling to me in the night, but the task seems so daunting – even though I know exactly what’s going to happen. I suppose I’m a sprinter rather than a long distance runner. I love the satisfaction of getting things wrapped up in a few thousand words even if I dream of greater character development.
I’ve often said give me 100,000 words and I’ll write you something, give me 25,000 and I’ll make out my grocery list! Now, I love love love your hero. What’s your favorite thing about him?
Thank you, thank you, thank you. I guess I like his urbanity. He’d never do anything vulgar, but at the same time he’s got this very passionate side to him. I also really like his voice, but no one else can hear that, naturally.
Oh, I wouldn’t say that! He certainly spoke to me a time or two! Your heroine is also spunky and headstrong, what is your favorite thing about her?
Spunky and headstrong? Oh dear, that’s not how I would have described her. She has a mind of her own, for sure, but she would never hurt the people she loves. In fact, she’s always very considerate of other people’s feelings – look how careful she is to ensure that Jason doesn’t know how she feels about him. She doesn’t want to embarrass him. I guess that’s what I like best about her. She’s my opposite – I’m always putting my foot in my mouth.
Can I say spunky and headstrong, but in a totally regency way? Now the dreaded questions–
Where did the idea for Recompromising Amanda come from?
Virginity is such a non-issue in the modern world, but that’s a very recent thing. I remember when the most important thing about Lady Diana was that she was a virgin and, therefore, eligible to marry the heir to the British throne. I think they even had her examined. Thirty years later Kate Middleton can marry the next in line without the question even being raised, without anyone even thinking it is a question. So I started thinking about all those women in times past who never got the opportunity to even find out what they were missing and then I created a heroine who decided to do something about it.
You’re so right, Now I write sexy and enjoy a hot book, but sometimes I’m a little shocked.Recompromising Amanda is very sexy, what do you consider is the secret to making such a short novella so hot?
There is no secret. Just sit at your laptop and write until you’re blushing from the top of your head to the tip of your toes. Then breathe a sigh of relief that it’s done and end up with an editor who tells you she wants you to ramp it up. Yikes! I have a hard time with chaste kissing scenes, writing a sex scene nearly killed me. (I’d like to say, like a good regency heroine, that I was almost completely undone, but that could be taken the wrong way.)
LOL! Now tell us what you have for us next…
Well, in an ideal world I write a bestseller so popular that JK Rowling would end up wishing she could afford my lavish lifestyle. However, I’m pretty sure that’s not going to happen if I keep writing novellas. Maybe I’ll see if I can sell a regency without the sex – I don’t want to blow my blush gasket.
Hey, that’s my life of luxury you’re talking about! 🙂
Barbara, thanks so much for coming by today and for allowing me to read Recompromising Amanda. It’s a wonderful story, y’all. Go get and see what I mean…you’ll love Jason on sight! ❤ Amie
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Jezebel’s Wish by AJ Nuest
Jezebel’s Wish, by AJ Nuest is a MUST read! Tormented by the death of her fiance, Jezzy escapes her city life to hideout in the country at her mother’s newly purchased horse ranch. But all the baggage Jezzy wanted to leave behind follows her. Goaded into riding lessons by her mother and sister, Jezzy comes to know The Reverend, a stallion who remarkably gets her to open up to her hidden heartbreak.
Enter the handsome vet and teacher of said riding lessons. Somehow Matthais Saunders knows exactly what Jezzy needs, even if she can’t see it for herself. But the closer she and Matty get, the more Jezzy believes she’s no good for him. And so the question becomes, can she forgive herself for past mistakes or will she push Matty away forever?
AJ has created memorable characters that will wrench at your heart until you give it to them. Matty has to be the most wonderful man in the world. Patient and kind, he’s what every tormented heroine needs. Heartbroken Jezzy can be rough at times, fighting those who are trying to help her like a wounded dog snaps at his rescuer.
But all in good time, dear reader. Hang in there with Jezzy. I promise AJ will make it worth the while!
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