I did a candid interview about animal communication, desserts, childhood books, and what inspired me to write To Hiss or to Kiss over at Carole Avila’s blog. She asked some great questions. And she’s giving away a book for leaving a comment!
I just got word that the print version of To Hiss or to Kiss will be available by early June and maybe as soon as next week. So this week, I thought I’d share another bit of Chloe and Jorge post coitus part one and almost to the bedroom for round two.
He stops me, pushing me back to look me in the eyes. “I want to come inside you.”
I’m not going to argue with that. He sweeps me up and carries me to the bed, burning me up with his gaze the whole way.
I see his neck is already bruising where I bit him. “Sorry about your neck. Guess I got a little carried away.”
“Believe me, it’s not a problem.”
I’m visiting Bitches Be Writin’ today and talking desserts–both in the kitchen and the bedroom. You know you want some. katya armock: givin’ us desserts.
I thought it might be fun to try the April A to Z Challenge. Basically, I’ll be blogging every day except Sundays about a topic for each letter of the alphabet. So today, April 1, I start with the letter A.
I’m an animal lover, and I’m blogging today from noon to 8 p.m. Eastern at Coffee Time Romance and More as part of their April Book Brew. This month’s theme: animals as characters in books. My book is full of animals. Pop on over and see the role they play in my book. There are cats, dogs, a jaguar shape-shifter, and an animal psychic. Oh, and a wee bit of sex. 😉
Plus, you can win prizes.
Here’s another snippet from To Hiss or to Kiss. This is the set up for Chloe’s first visit to Jorge’s house.
He takes the keys, pausing to give me a thoughtful look and, if I’m not mistaken, lingering overlong as our fingers brush during the transaction. I want to moan but bite my lip to stop myself.
His eyes are filled with heat again, even as they assess me with somewhat wary trepidation. “You don’t have much fear, do you?”
I shrug, walking to the passenger side and getting in, playing my bravado for all it’s worth. “Maybe I’m just blissfully naive.” I’m happy to hear him chuckling again. I’m sure he’ll figure out what I fear soon enough.