Well, I'm back!
It's been several years since I've written anything, blog about anything and bothered to seek publication for anything. It's been a long journey but I'm back and with great news! I have a new story out, The Trouble with French Kisses! It's available on Smashword and Amazon Kindle. It's a contemporary romance, set in Paris. My inspiration for this story comes from an old law that still remains on the books, stating it's illegal to kiss on train platforms throughout France!
Here's a small excerpt...
Paris,
France
Who would have guessed the country
famous for its romantic city of Paris had a law regarding kissing on the public
railways? Or, that said law would be enforced? It amazed Hannah that a country with
a kiss named after it would actually arrest people for sharing one. Unbelievable.
She looked over at Damien and tried
to find some humor in the situation they were currently in. No matter how she
contemplated the circumstances, she failed to find any hilarity in her current
predicament.
Now, sitting in a police station,
waiting to pay a fine for public displays of affection was not funny. At least not yet, but that could change…or not. The
expression ‘you’ll laugh about this later’ tripped through her mind, yet Hannah
was pretty sure that wouldn’t be the case any time soon.
Closing her eyes, she leaned her head against the wall then quickly changed her mind about letting her head rest
against the dirty surface. What she really wanted to do was lean into Damien
and cuddle, but she was afraid instead of simply paying a fine, she’d be thrown
into jail for doing more than kissing. She couldn’t seem to keep her hands off
the man. That was disconcerting, to say the least. The very idea of spending
the night in jail, or worse, having to go through the legal system in France,
sent a visible chill through her body.
Damien looked over and clasped her hand.
“No worries, ma cherie.” He brought
their joined hands to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to her the pulse point
on her inner wrist. The simple touch and his velvety voice stilled some of the
unrest racing through her body, but only just barely because reality set in
once again. “Next time I have to go away, I’ll say goodbye to you at home. That
way I can kiss you until you are melting in my arms.”
Hannah felt her eyes widen before she moaned
and let her head fall back against the wall. The man was going to be the death
of her yet. But what a way to go!
Interested in reading more...
http://www.amazon.com/Trouble-French-Kisses-ebook/dp/B0076QK6XC/ref=sr_1_9?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1328729473&sr=1-9
It's been several years since I've written anything, blog about anything and bothered to seek publication for anything. It's been a long journey but I'm back and with great news! I have a new story out, The Trouble with French Kisses! It's available on Smashword and Amazon Kindle. It's a contemporary romance, set in Paris. My inspiration for this story comes from an old law that still remains on the books, stating it's illegal to kiss on train platforms throughout France!
Here's a small excerpt...
Paris,
France
Who would have guessed the country
famous for its romantic city of Paris had a law regarding kissing on the public
railways? Or, that said law would be enforced? It amazed Hannah that a country with
a kiss named after it would actually arrest people for sharing one. Unbelievable.
She looked over at Damien and tried
to find some humor in the situation they were currently in. No matter how she
contemplated the circumstances, she failed to find any hilarity in her current
predicament.
Now, sitting in a police station,
waiting to pay a fine for public displays of affection was not funny. At least not yet, but that could change…or not. The
expression ‘you’ll laugh about this later’ tripped through her mind, yet Hannah
was pretty sure that wouldn’t be the case any time soon.
Closing her eyes, she leaned her head against the wall then quickly changed her mind about letting her head rest
against the dirty surface. What she really wanted to do was lean into Damien
and cuddle, but she was afraid instead of simply paying a fine, she’d be thrown
into jail for doing more than kissing. She couldn’t seem to keep her hands off
the man. That was disconcerting, to say the least. The very idea of spending
the night in jail, or worse, having to go through the legal system in France,
sent a visible chill through her body.
Damien looked over and clasped her hand.
“No worries, ma cherie.” He brought
their joined hands to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to her the pulse point
on her inner wrist. The simple touch and his velvety voice stilled some of the
unrest racing through her body, but only just barely because reality set in
once again. “Next time I have to go away, I’ll say goodbye to you at home. That
way I can kiss you until you are melting in my arms.”
Hannah felt her eyes widen before she moaned
and let her head fall back against the wall. The man was going to be the death
of her yet. But what a way to go!
Interested in reading more...
http://www.amazon.com/Trouble-French-Kisses-ebook/dp/B0076QK6XC/ref=sr_1_9?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1328729473&sr=1-9
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