Hi everyone–
Today, i’m welcoming Flame Arden to the blog with her fun, sexy holiday romance, Christmas Eve. And she’s giving away a copy to someone who comments WITH THEIR EMAIL! Flame is asking us a challenging question — Who Do You Trust? —
Why?
Do you have a plumber you trust? A mechanic? A doctor? How did you form those relationships? Quickly, or over time?
Being too trusting is risky, maybe even dangerous, because you allow yourself to be vulnerable to the betrayal of others. But never trusting anyone can be just as bad.
What is it about a person that makes you feel safe to put your hand in theirs? Is it a look? A scent? Intuition? Your upbringing?
It’s fairly easy to determine if a mechanic or doctor is trustworthy. The recommendation of a good mechanic from a satisfied customer, the perusal of a doctor’s credentials are easily accessed proof.
But those options are not available when choosing a lover. Your best friend is not likely to recommend her ex. Framed licenses for competent lovers do not exist, so when you feel attracted to a man, who do you trust?
In Christmas Eve, my contemporary erotic romance recently released by Evernight Publishing, Eve Adohr must decide whether or not to trust the man she finds herself snowbound with on Christmas Eve. Will she follow her heart? Or her head?
For all she knows, the debonair man offering her a quiet dinner in a romantic setting and slow dancing in his strong, willing arms could be a serial killer. Or he could be the man of her dreams.
What should she do? Waltz into his arms or go in the guest room and hide behind locked doors for three days until a tow truck can pull her car out of a ditch? What if she follows her heart? Risk nothing and she’ll have nothing, but she’ll be safe. Risk everything and she may come away with every woman’s dream — a thoughtful, gentle man to love.
Here’s a blurb:
In a blinding snowstorm on Christmas Eve, the jaded owner of a posh Las Vegas casino mistakes the stranded real estate agent at his door for the classy call girl he’s expecting to heat up his holiday.
Passions ignite. Eve has learned men believe bedding her the most direct route to her wealth. Nick’s female companions always want the keys to his Ferrari and to his safe deposit box, never to his heart, so he distrusts the entire lot and expects to simply walk away unscathed when his brief time with Eve ends.
Neither expects to give marriage a try, but hearts have a way of going where cautious souls refuse, and after screwing their heads off for six days and nights Nick and Eve discover without love their former lives were little more than empty shells.
Here’s an excerpt:
Finally.Nick St. Clair took one last look around. Everything seemed in order. Don’t let your irritation at your hired date’s tardiness show. She might have a reasonable excuse for being late.
Straightening the lapels of his hip-length robe, he crossed to the door. Beneath the robe, black silk pajama pants provided minimal warmth but kept him decent.
“I’m sorry to disturb you,” the statuesque woman on his porch said with a bright smile, “but I’ve done something really stupid and wondered if you—”
“Don’t just stand there.” Nick opened the door wider, anxious to see what his credit card had purchased this time. “Come in.”
“Thanks.” After a slight hesitation, the woman stepped gracefully inside. Ice crystals clung to the fine wool scarf wrapped loosely around her neck, and to her stylish boots. She was all bundled up in a long coat, but Nick’s mind’s eye had no difficulty sketching what he hoped was hidden underneath.
The lady wore far too many clothes.
“I’m afraid my boots are wet.” She glanced first at him. His welcoming smile seemed to stun her. She stared at her boots. “Where would you like me to stand?”
“By the fire.” Nick indicated the hearth. “You look frozen.” Although in need of a woman, he had no desire to bed an icicle. He wasn’t that desperate. Yet.
She crossed the room at a slow pace, her fluid movements an aphrodisiac to him, although each tentative step left behind a patch of melting ice. Sex-deprived man that he was, his living room suddenly felt too warm. Things were looking up.
“I’ve been busy on the computer,” he said, surprised by the sudden gruffness of his usually smooth voice. He joined her before the fire. “I hadn’t noticed it had begun to snow.”
A soft-looking, hooded leather coat covered her to her ankles. What lay beneath all those layers?
To his surprise, the unknown whetted his appetite. “Here, let me help you out of that coat.”
“No.”
No? Her response drew Nick up short.
“That won’t be necessary,” she said, her sexy eyes wide. “I’ll just keep it on, since I’m hoping we’ll be going right back out.”
Out? Was this some sort of sex game played to excite him?
“Problem is…” She paused, smiling up at him, even daring to bat her eyes.
Unusual eyes, those. Emeralds, flecked with gold, and about all Nick could see of his date at the moment.
He found the situation so damned erotic he began to sweat.
“… my car slid in the ditch next door,” she added, drawing his thoughts from what treasures her long coat might hide. “I wouldn’t bother you, but this mountain seems to be out of my cell phone’s service area and I wondered if I might use your phone to call for a tow.”
The dimple nestled in the satiny cheek nearest Nick flirted with him as she spoke. Intriguing. Might as well play along. “Sure.”
One lucky commenter will win a download of Christmas Eve, so leave a comment. What makes you decide to trust someone?
Links:
Flame hangs out here:
http://flamearden.wordpress.com/
You can download Christmas Eve here:
Or from your favorite eBook store
Here’s a little about Flame Arden–
Flame Arden talks like a well-bred Southern lady. Nothing could be further from the truth. She claims to write sex scenes with squirm factor. You be the judge as she opens the boudoir door to one-man, one-woman relationships and gives you a glimpse inside. A happy and lasting marriage has prepared Flame to write sizzling love scenes, and she doesn’t disappoint.
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Now, didn’t that heat things up? Remember to leave a comment and you may be the lucky person to WIN Christmas Eve. Thank you so much for coming by and thanks to Flame for being my guest.! I LOVE blog followers! : )