Share-A-Paloosa: Everything She Ever Wanted | Dacia M Arnold

I laughed and cried. I got angry and excited. Durano took me on an emotional rollercoaster in Everything She Ever Wanted… This novel pairs well with Pinot and a nice hot bubble bath. What a super cozy read. I recommend this book to everyone looking for a damn good love story with some juicy conflict.

Source: Share-A-Paloosa: Everything She Ever Wanted | Dacia M Arnold

One of the things I love about blogging is that I get to meet wonderful people from around the world like Dacia Arnold, author of adult light science fiction and whose debut novel Apparent Power is set to be released later this year. She reviewed Everything She Ever Wanted and I’m so happy she enjoyed Dax and Harlow’s story!

She’s also giving away a signed copy so hurry on over to her blog and say hello!

Teaser Tuesday: Seven Minutes

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She rolls her eyes. “Half an hour is not a quickie. Not by a long shot.”

“Oh, too long? So you’ve been timing it?”

She swats my chest playfully with her hand. “No, I was not timing it, but you said so yourself then, Dax. We only have thirty minutes before Nana comes back with the twins..” She pauses, her hand leaving my crotch and I groan. “Did you know the average length for sex is about seven minutes?”

“Seven minutes?” I look at her incredulously. “I wonder how they went about testing that one.”

“They have their methods. But get this, about 43 percent are completed within two minutes,” she adds, emphasizing the word two like it’s a challenge. She’s a veritable treasure trove of information, important facts like the average length for sex being seven minutes and trivial facts like Michael Fassbender getting married in Ibiza.

“Two minutes is even worse than seven, mi amor. Too bad the researchers didn’t poll us. We could have told them the average length of sex is thirty minutes.” But only when the twins are spending time at their grandmother’s house.

Harlow giggles. “Oh, and did you know that ten to thirty minutes was considered too long by many of the respondents?”

“Then they have the wrong partners… and the wrong respondents, for that matter,” I say, narrowing my eyes as Harlow starts unbuttoning my shirt. “So does that mean I take too long?”

She pulls my shirt open, sliding it off my shoulders. “Oh no, Mr. Drexel. As a matter of fact, you’re perfect.” She starts to unbuckle my belt. “So perfect you have me wanting to prove every single one of those people surveyed wrong.”

“Really?”

She kisses me lightly on the lips before pulling away, our breaths intermingling. “We’ve got thirty minutes.”

“Aren’t you afraid we’re going to disappoint the experts by going ‘too long?’” I ask. “You know, in case we make it to thirty.”

“Screw the experts,” Harlow says, laughing. “They haven’t met you.”

Focus, Dax. Look Up. (An Excerpt)

One of my favorite scenes in Everything She Ever Wanted is the Anaya family dinner where Dax has to face Harlow after their not-so-friendly first meeting three days earlier. And with the holiday season in full swing, it’s one of the scenes that always brings a smile to my face.

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“You forgot, didn’t you?” Sarah calls out from the dinner table the moment I step through the door before turning to look at our grandmother. “I told you he forgot. He was probably playing video games with the Villier brothers again.”

“So what if I was? I’m on vacation,” I mumble as I take the only available seat between Nana and my sister’s on-and-off-again boyfriend, Benny Turner, and father of their eight-year-old son, Dyami. Benny works for the Bureau of Indian Affairs as an environmental protection specialist on climate change as it affects the tribes in the region.

After a round of hi’s and hello’s, Nana finally introduces me to our guest, who’s sitting right in front of me, flanked between Sarah and Dyami.

“Hello, Dax,” Harlow says as I mutter something that sounds like Hi. “Nice to see you again.”

She’s wearing a pink top that plays up her key assets—her flawless skin, pert nose, and big beautiful brown eyes. And then there are her full lips that she just now licks, and as my eyes drift lower, my gaze lands on her perfect tits.  Focus, Dax.  Look up.

“Oh, so you’ve both met?” Benny asks as I tear my gaze from Harlow’s tits to her face and meet her big brown eyes.  God, she’s beautiful.

“Yes, we have,” Harlow says. “Dax came by two days ago to say hello.”

“He did? That was sweet of him,” Sarah says, smiling as she ignores my scowl and I know she’s going to torment me all throughout dinner, and there’s nothing I can do about it.  Not in front of a guest. “I never realized he took the time to say hello to any of his renters.”

“Stop it, Sarah,” Nana says. “Why don’t we say grace and eat before Dyami sneaks another piece of fry bread when he thinks no one is looking.”

“You guys didn’t have to wait for me,” I say sheepishly as soon as Nana finishes saying grace and begins to dish out the stew in bowls, handing each one to Sarah to pass around the table.

“And since when do you turn off your phone, mijo?” she asks, handing me a bowl of stew. “We’ve been trying to reach you for the past hour to remind you to be here before our guest arrived.”

I pull out my phone from my back pocket and place it on the table. “Turn off my phone? Why would I turn off my…” I pause, noticing that it’s dead. “Oh, shit–”

“No cussing at the table, and you know my rule about phones during dinner. All of them, off,” Nana says as I return the phone into my back pocket, as does Benny who makes a guilty face.

“So, were you working at the Pearl?” Benny asks as Harlow takes a warm tortilla from the serving plate in front of her. “Want a beer?”

“Sure,” I reply as he twists one open and hands it to me. “Nah, it’s currently rented, in case you didn’t know.”

Benny shakes his head. “Nope, guess I didn’t know that. I always thought you stayed at the Pearl whenever you’re in town.”

“Not right now,” Sarah says in a sing-song voice as she grins at Harlow, ignoring the glare I’m shooting her way.

“Unfortunately, I’m renting it right now,” Harlow finally speaks, and I pray she doesn’t mention anything about my little visit. I continue eating my stew, biting into the tortillas that Nana makes from scratch. I can’t wait to have some fresh fry bread for dessert. “I didn’t realize that Dax uses it for work. If I’d known–”

“—you’d still stay according to your original plans,” Nana says before glaring at me. “And don’t you dare let my grandson bully you into leaving early.”

“Dax? Bully you into leaving? Say it ain’t true?” Sarah teases, watching me squirm before she turns to look at Harlow. “Is it true?”

I stuff a tortilla in my mouth and pretend I don’t hear a word they’re saying. Sarah is eight years older than I am and has always loved teasing me since we were kids. She knows how much I hate it, and so she does it every time we see each other. If I glare at her, she’ll only keep doing it, but I’m not about to let her bully me into silence either, even if my mouth is full.

“I id not bully a-wone in-o leaving.”

“Don’t speak with your mouth full, mijo,” Nana says as Benny chuckles.

“Yeah, don’t talk with your mouth full, Uncle Dax,” Dyami chimes in just as Benny raises an eyebrow at his son.

“And you, too, young man.”

“Look, I’m sorry,” I blurt out as everyone at the table suddenly becomes quiet. I know they’re watching me as I take a deep breath and look at Harlow. I’m sure it’s no accident why Nana has me sitting right across from her. “I’m sorry I came over that day, Dr. James, but I swear, I was not trying to get you to leave early.”

“Call me Harlow,” she says, smiling before she pins her gaze on me. “So why did you come over?”

I open my mouth to speak but stop myself. Mentioning the suicide note and the gun would only tell her that I was there that night, and that’s the last thing I want anyone to know. “Does it matter now? I got my weeks wrong, that’s all, and that’s why I’m apologizing right now. And I don’t care if you forgive me or not, but I’m sorry.”

“Don’t you have your stuff over there?” Sarah asks. “Why don’t you just get them and do your work here?”

I shrug.  “That’s alright. I figure I’ll head back to Flagstaff tomorrow and come back in two weeks. That should make everyone happy.”

“YOU’RE LEAVING?!”

It’s a chorus of voices that catches me by surprise, just as I see the hurt expression that crosses Nana’s face.  I see her glance at me and then at Harlow just as I look away.

“But you can’t leave! You just got here, Uncle Dax!” Dyami exclaims. “Please stay!  I still need to beat you in Minecraft.”

I actually had no plans of leaving but for the first time, the crowd around the table is getting the best of me, and I hate it.  But it’s not their fault.  Sure, I may look like my sister’s easy target but she’s just Sarah, the hospice nurse who sees so much death that she has to balance all that sadness out with something or she’ll go crazy.  It’s one of the other reasons I look forward to coming home because when there are no guests around, I dish it back to her just as good.

No, it’s not them.  But the woman sitting across from me is making me nervous. She even makes the butterflies in my belly flutter, and right now, I’m not happy about that. She’s a beautiful woman, and so out of my league, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since I first saw her on my bed that night. It’s not even about the damn gun and the damn note anymore for she’s apparently changed her mind about killing herself, and now here she is enjoying my grandmother’s cooking.

No, this is about me and my damn knight in shining armor act, wanting to save every fucking damsel in distress. Only this time, it’s different, and I can feel it in my bones.

With Harlow James and her damn tits, I’ll be the one who’ll need the saving.

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Photo of woman laughing by Lesly Juarez (Unsplash) and was one of two main inspiration photos for Harlow James

Everything She Ever Wanted is LIVE (and other news…)

Everything She Ever Wanted is now out on AUDIO as of today and I’m so excited! And I’m so happy to have found Melissa Moran and Joe Hempel to voice Harlow and Dax respectively. They’re amazing narrators and I couldn’t have asked for a better team to work with.

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In other news, Falling for Jordan has been pushed back to November 3. It’s the earliest date that was available per the publisher/aggregator and I apologize for the delay.


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Proofing

It’s 1:13 am as I write this and I should be in bed. But I’m proofing an audiobook and so far, I have to say I’m enjoying it. There are places where I laugh out loud, and some places where I almost tear up. There are places where I bury my face in my hands because the couple’s about to do the nasty and I am blushing because I usually don’t listen to steamy audiobooks.

And then I remember it’s mine.

Yup, Dax and Harlow are coming soon to an Audible nearest you!

 

The Book My Soul Wanted To Write

Today, someone posted this question in an author group I’m part of: If you had to choose only one of your books, (I know it’s like choosing between your kids), which book would you say is your favorite? And why?

It took me less than a few seconds to know what my favorite book was.

“Everything She Ever Wanted. After hubby asked me to stop using ‘his’ married name as my author name, I swore my next book under my maiden name would be a hit, and while writing it last summer, it was the book that wrung out everything I was feeling inside – desperation, sadness, loneliness – but also the happiness I found in the one place I found it (NM). It’s the story my soul wanted to get out of my system and I remember how calm I was when release day came because everything just felt right, typos and all.”

I love all the books I’ve written but this turned out to be the book my soul wanted to write, hoping I’d get the message.

I’m working on it, soul. I’m working on it.

A rare Harlow only teaser which is also one of my favorites.

Have you read my books? What’s your favorite? Why?

A (Slightly) New Look!

I finally got around to rebranding Everything She Ever Wanted to fit my current author brand. Other than my Loving Ashe/Loving Riley books which have a specific design to them for now, I wanted the rest of my books to use the same fonts for the title and author name and Everything She Ever Wanted was lagging (well, so is Collateral Attraction but that’s a post for another day).

So finally I had it done and I love the new look. Except for making him less red like he was in the original, the photo hasn’t changed – it’s still Dax on the cover (via cover model Franggy Yanez) but what a difference a change in font and color can do! And the text layout.

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I didn’t do the rebranding; James at Goonwrite.com did just like he’s done for most of my covers. If you’re an author and are in need of good covers, James is your guy.

Oh, and here’s a new teaser I created for the book. I love my Ripl app and I really need to use it more often!

A Special Gift

One of the songs that inspired Everything She Ever Wanted, was New Mexico by Dorian Spencer. I must have heard it around 2007 or so and I bought it and saved it into my iPod. Whenever I’d feel down, I’d listen to it and it always made me smile. Some songs are just like that – they make your heart and soul happy, and Dorian Spencer’s New Mexico surely did.

Last week, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to see if I could find a video of the song on Youtube so I could link it from the Inspiration page I’d created for Everything She Ever Wanted. Alas, I couldn’t find anything online except for a sample from Dorian’s website. Then I figured that I’d drop him a note to tell him how his song helped inspire my book’s setting. If anything, I wanted him to know just how much I appreciated him and his song.

Well, tonight he sent me this and gave me permission to share it:

Hope you guys like it!