Double Life #teasertuesday

Other Side of Love is the story of Sarah and Benny from A Different Kind of Love series. I can’t seem to work on anything but their story so I’m going to run with it. The events in their story happens ten years before Everything She Ever Wanted.

Summer Days

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While on a hike today, I was today-years-old when I found out that poison ivy does not grow in the West Coast but poison oak does. I also learned that I shouldn’t tell LilDude his box set order of The Diary of a Wimpy Kid arrived at the post office today and should be on its way to the house very soon before the hike because it was all he wanted to talk about during the hike.

Still, it was a beautiful day spent outdoors today and we plan on returning another time this week because while we’ve always hiked at the Nature Center, we’ve never checked out the rest of the park which has three other lakes, two of them you can apparently fish in (not that we fish or anything) and has pedal boats! I also need to get the LilDude to learn how to ride a bike so I’m hoping I can teach him at the park versus at home where there’s only sidewalks and streets although we do have a short driveway. But that’s the thing: it’s short.

On the writing front, I’m 20,000 words into my Sarah and Benny story. I don’t know how many total words it’s going to be, something that in the past year I thought I needed to know if I wanted to efficient with my time and craft as a writer. Only it’s not the way I work and so I’ll take 20k words any day and keep going. Besides, Sarah and Benny are a great couple. They’re hot, too. Like, really hot.

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No Commitments #TeaserTuesday

Tall and tanned from collecting samples by the San Juan River, it was a shock to the system to see him again. He’d cut his arm when the truck his colleague drove rolled off the embankment and broken glass from the side window cut through his bicep. I cleaned it and under the harried doctor’s orders, stitched it up. All that time, we never showed any sign that we knew each other. He was too busy watching my every move while I kept reminding myself to remain calm, the words It’s only Benny running through my mind like some mantra as I gave him a tetanus shot.

But this time, I knew if he’d ask me out to dinner or suggest we play hopscotch under the covers, there was no way I’d say no. And when he did, I didn’t. It was as if all the foreplay had been done back in Albuquerque two years earlier and we were ready to take it further—but just far enough so we were still comfortable, still believing we didn’t need each other for more than just sex.

No commitments, okay? I’d told him while making dinner at his apartment that night because he ended up with a fever from the tetanus shot and I told myself he needed a bit of TLC. I don’t have time for complications.

No commitments, he’d agreed as he stood behind me and planted a kiss on my shoulder. Fine with me, Sarah.

So much for that. Twelve years later, here we are.

No commitments.

#teasertuesday

Safe Word #TeaserTuesday

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I hear him make his way upstairs, the sound of the central heating switching on, a whisper of a breeze inside the room. I don’t even feel the cold. All I feel is that deep want for something only he can give me.

I catch my breath when Benny enters the room, still wearing his jeans unbuckled and unbuttoned, barefoot, his shirt half-open. I can feel him watching me as he approaches and I shiver in anticipation, biting my lower lip as his broad frame fills my vision. Friends have long wondered how we’d managed to stay together after twelve years when not even their marriages have lasted half that long. Sometimes I wonder if it’s this, the games we play together when we’re alone, the command over my body and my heart that I’ve given him so long ago, one that ends the moment I say my safe word… but I’ve never had to.

Not Much Has Changed #TeaserTuesday

I feel Benny’s mouth on the back of my neck, his beard tickling my skin. I giggle, feeling his arms tighten around my waist as I playfully struggle to pull away. As I open my eyes, I see the time blinking from his bedside clock.

“Isn’t your flight in two hours?”

“Hmmm.” He nips the skin behind my ear and I shiver, goosebumps dotting my skin.

“You’re going to be late, Benny.”

“Just one more kiss,” he murmurs. “For the road.”

“One more kiss that’ll lead to one more–”

“Are you complaining?”

I turn my head toward him just in time for our mouths to meet. Of course, I’m not complaining. Why would I? I need to take what I can get for he’s leaving again and for how long, I don’t know. One would think after twelve years as an Environmental Protection Specialist, he’d get to stay in one place for good but with a new oil spill reported on tribal lands in Minnesota, he’s been called in as a consultant. Again. And just like the others before this one, whatever recommendations he proposes will only get mired in government red tape.

But I push the thought away, rolling onto my back as my lips part and his tongue slips between my teeth. My belly tightens as his kiss deepens, his tongue sweeping and tasting, making the butterflies in my belly come alive. Funny how twelve years since he first kissed me, not much has changed. Benny Turner still makes me weak in the knees with just a look, a touch, a kiss.

And that’s just the parts I can talk about.


Sarah and Benny lead the way for Love in Taos, a collection of holiday steamy short novellas I’m doing for 2019. The shorts are about 17k words each and will feature a couple you may have already met in earlier books or new ones.

Masks Off #teasertuesday

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A sudden POP! from the street below was followed by car alarms. It made Riley jump and she shut her eyes, though she composed herself as quickly as she could. He could see her fear from the way her body trembled, he felt it hanging in the air between them. Her hair was a jumble of waves cascading behind her back and it felt soft in his hand as he brushed a lock off her left shoulder. She flinched from his touch and Ashe felt his throat tighten.

“It’s only a car backfiring,” he whispered and Riley nodded, opening her eyes again though she kept her gaze on a spot in the middle of his shirt.

For the next few minutes, Ashe circled her. The exhaustion he’d felt earlier was gone. Anger still coursed through him but there was relief, too, like a heavy weight suddenly lifted from his shoulders. Knowing what he was didn’t guarantee that she’d stay with him, but at least there would be nothing hidden between them.

#lovingriley #ashandriley

The Invitation #teasertuesday

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As I take a step toward the wood stove, I feel her hand on my arm. “Are you sure it won’t be any problem for you to bring a guest to dinner?”

“Definitely not,” I reply. “Besides, my sister’s bringing home her fiancé and I need a reason not to be too hard on him.”

“So you’re saying you need me,” she says, her eyes narrowing. “You aren’t asking me out of pity just because I’m by myself on Christmas Eve?”

I shake my head. “Of course not. Besides, what’s the fun in having chips and salsa by yourself when you can have all you can eat turkey and ham to go with that wine of yours? Or if you’re a vegetarian, sweet potatoes or green bean casserole.”

“I’m not vegetarian.”

“Is that a yes then?”

As she smiles, I’m suddenly struck by how beautiful Summer Avila is when she’s not on the defensive.

“Yes.”

#teasertuesday #thereluctantfiancee #iwillgetthisbookdone