Okay. Today I’m trying not to go outside and enjoy the sun. I have work to do, right? Looks longingly out there. Thinks about deadline Nope. I can’t brown up. I’m too busy brown nosing an editor. Hehehe. Don’t tell. He’ll notice because I am white as dear Casper – Not in Reluctant Surrender, but in my own skin. Looks right at you Hey, did I ever tell you about the time I self tanned? No? Cries laughing I bought this product for non-white skin because I preferred the deeper to

“Did you suffer for me?” he asked, reaching out to trace his hand over her lace stocking and higher still over the garters that held them up. “I like the feel of this,” he whispered, brushing his fore and middle finger over the deep impressions the tight straps made. “You knew I’d check. Did you tighten them tonight before I arrived?” This one's fun. Okay, it's a suggestively playful cerebral slow burn with some laugh out loud moments. Sexy with a few <- BDSM elements because

This is me on my patio. A candid shot because I always read this way on my patio. Not really. Haha! I was going through a few books, reading the parts I thought would make good teaser material for marketing while I was shopping those good ideas around to get the thumbs up or down. As to that? *Looks right at you* It was pretty brutal. Not that they were a tough crowd, it's just that I kept hearing the phrase, "That might be a bit too spicy." ***Does a double take and stares

A BRUSH WITH IRON So excited! Still working out tweaks with the cover, but check this out. There's a short book video at the end... This is Willa and Iron's story! When espionage specialist Orson Doom (Iron) is tasked to deliver an up and coming artist with her crate full of paintings to Utah for a gallery opening, he expects a little trouble. The woman is wealthy, smart, and being groomed to be a pedestrian asset in his line of work. So when he finds out that she has higher

When can you egregiously insult a woman, and make her smile at the same time? Well, I hear some of you saying it’s not possible, but it is. I watched it happen. This is why I’m blogging about it. I thought it was funny, but then I remembered another instance and I realized this could only work with a woman of a certain age. Haha! Don’t worry. I’ll explain. The woman who was given a left-handed compliment — that’s what we used to call it when there was a silver lining that too

I am loving our old, but new to us, backsplit home. You walk in through the front doors on ground level and when you get to the kitchen, family room, and lounge area you are on the second floor. See? This is my treehouse view from the family room. We have a back deck on the second floor that has a spiral staircase down to a covered patio. It's so Fab that I have to fight off the hummingbirds, Cardinals, owls, wrens, morning doves, blue Jays and martins just to get a seat. BU