Roll out the Red Carpet ~ Evernight Celebrates Four Years of Publishing!
Join authors, bloggers and reviewers as we take a RED CARPET tour featuring Evernight’s smart and sexy books. Slip on your virtual stilettos and walk the red carpet of award winning titles, spectacular reviews and paparazzi style interviews.
Be sure to visit every stop on the tour where you can enter for a chance to win great prizes, including a new eReader, gift certificates, swag, books and much more!
Don’t forget to visit the Evernight Publishing website where all eBooks are 50% off through October 13th!
Now I turn the spotlight on my new smart and sexy book that came out on the 7th! *squeals*
Who hasn’t been infatuated with a poster boy – actor, pop star, or football hero – even though he was unobtainable? The heroine in my Hot Model Mine series is a thriving author and hard-working mother nearing her forties. Tough, independent, and having long ago lost faith in love, she dismisses her crush on the cover model of her book to protect herself. What then can she do when that gorgeous young man surprisingly falls for her, too? I hope you enjoy this tale of ‘impossible’ love, dead-honest and written with my heart.
Buy links: Evernight ~ Amazon USA ~ Amazon UK ~ All Romance eBooks ~ Bookstrand
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Carrying the aura of a rock star, dressed in jeans and black leather, Yushka strolls toward the elevators with a slight roll of his large shoulders. The long black hair is combed back into a ponytail, revealing a single earring in his right lobe. Tall and confident, he glides into the group of hens like a hot knife in butter, inducing awestruck silence and a timid retreat from a few of the women.
“C’mon, it’s your chance to meet him!” Laurie squeals, practically jumping up and down with excitement.
Oh, no, that’s not happening.
Before I have the chance to find an excuse, she grabs her suitcase and my arm, spins me around, and pulls me to the last place I want to be. By the time we reach the elevators, one of the doors opens and Yushka herds a bunch of hesitant women inside.
He hasn’t spotted us yet. I’m ready to bolt. Where to, I don’t know, but I can’t stand the idea of being near him at this moment. I’m so pissed I’d kill him with a single look. At the same time, I’m afraid of the bizarre sizzling feel in my stomach, something akin to lust. I’ve spent half my life building a good home for my kids, not caring for my carnal needs, so staying composed in the presence of a sex god can be a serious challenge.
The door closes while the second one opens. He steps inside with a half dozen short, plump women, all puffing and sweating from the weight of their luggage. Thank God, there isn’t enough place for Laurie and me.
But that’s when she makes her move, the smart-head. “Wait!” Laurie presses inside, squeezing her suitcase against their thick legs.
I’ll take the other elevator instead. Yushka is so busy handling the commotion, he still hasn’t seen me. I have time to move discretely aside and wait for the door to shut.
Nope. In the last second, as it begins to slide, Laurie holds out an arm and up it goes again. Everyone turns to see the obstruction. Standing a head taller than the others, Yushka glances over, his sharp black eyes studying me. Damp heat mixed with sweat and perfume drifts out from the confined space, adding to my unease.
He holds my look, a smile growing at the corner of his sexy mouth. My heart palpitates. He’s so stunningly gorgeous, I’m going to have an attack. Can he read it in my eyes?
“Jumping on board?” he asks, moving back some, making a little room for me.
God, it’s the first time I hear him speak. His voice is surprisingly light, the one of a very young man, yet it vibrates in the back of his throat. His English seems fluent but with the characteristic and oh-so-charming Russian-like roll of the ‘r’.
Lost in a stare as shiny and dark as the blackest diamond, I hesitate and shift weight from one foot to the other.
“No?” He cocks his head and flashes me a teasing, white-toothed smile.
Dear God, I can’t help glancing at the hunk’s close-shaved jaw and…um…lips. On pictures, he embodies male perfection, but in real life, less than a meter from my face…
One of the women huffs. “Hey, are you going to make up your mind?”
“C’mon, Andrea,” Laurie joins in, extending a hand to grab my suitcase and placing it between her shoes.
What do you think happens next?
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