Good morning! Please welcome guest author Sara Jay. Though I will be away for most of the day, please feel free to leave comments for Sara and I will post them as soon as I return. Thank you!
~Kate
What are you working on now?
Right now, I’m working on a book called Boo to You, Mrs. Robinson. It’s about a divorcee and the young man who falls in love with her when she moves to a small town. The only problem is that he’s a ghost!
Do you have an excerpt from your latest release you would like to share?
My latest release is Falling for Fall, a story about a tough paranormal cop, Autumn, and her forest god partner in law enforcement who wants to be her partner in love, too. Here’s a peek:
Freezing. I’m freezing.
My cold feet bounce left, then right.
“Locked out, I see.” Theo’s smirk peers out from inside an oak tree. Of course the Green Man would show up while I’m wearing nothing but a Journey t-shirt. Shivering, I cover myself.
The giant armholes in the shirt dip lower, giving the forest god a peek of my left breast. I clutch my little knapsack over my butt but it doesn’t cover up much.
“I could warm you up, Autumn,” he offers, the crisp scent of the season on his breath as he saunters toward me.
Before I know it, there are leaves in my hair, too. When did he get so close?
“Theo, you’re horrible,” I gasp, half-heartedly shoving at him. His warm brown eyes sparkle at me as they pointedly drop from my gaze to my breasts. Smirking, he bunches my t-shirt behind my back with one hand, stretching it even more tautly against me.
“Why would a capable detective from the St. Louis Paranormal Investigation Unit lock herself out of her own house on this frosty fall morning, mmm?” A laugh rumbles in his chest as his wide, calloused fingers caress my face.
“To tumble in the leaves with a horny forest god?” I ask, jutting out my chest for good measure. He licks his lips as my nipples poke up at him, and I can’t help but grin.
“So it would seem.” Theo’s freckles, which make him look in his twenties rather than thousands of years old, are clear in view as his face nears my own. Early morning sunlight shines off his russet crop of hair, nearly blinding me in a bold display of autumn color. I close my eyes, open my mouth and lean in to meet him.
Lips barely grazing mine, Theo whispers, “But we have more important things to do than tumble in the leaves.”
“Dammit, Theo!” I pull back, growling at him. Leave it to the forest god to tease me like this.
“We think it’s a serial.” Theo frowns, a rare look for him.
I stand up immediately. “How many vics?”
He shakes his head. “I’ll brief you while you get ready.”
Shaking out leaves from my long, chestnut hair, I follow and watch as he palms the doorknob. My lock practically sighs beneath his touch, opening for him easily. Figures.
Theo follows me as I get ready for the day, and I casually toss my t-shirt at him, leaving the knapsack on the couch. I know his eyes are on my bare ass as I saunter down the hallway, and I relish his quiet gasp. Turnabout is fair play.
What three words would the hero of your story use to describe his love interest?
In the book I’m working on, I think Thomas would say that Lena is sexy, strong and resilient.
What three words would the heroine of your story use to describe her love interest?
Thomas is young, handsome and gentlemanly. Well, he is most of the time, anyway!
If the main characters in your latest release were invited to a masquerade party, what costumes would they wear?
In Falling for Fall, Autumn would definitely be a rock star just to be different from the faeries she encounters every day. She also loves classic rock. Theo would go as a stereotype version of himself—Jack in the Green—just to be cheeky. He’d probably lose clothing as the night wears on!
What makes the hero of Falling for Fall hot?
Theo is a god and sexy anyway, but he’s also a smirking, insufferable sex fiend—at least, he is when it comes to Autumn. He makes sexual innuendos all of the time, whisks her off for nookie at work and can’t sit still for the life of him. He’s a ball of sexy, manic energy and he smells like everything you love about fall.
If you could meet one of your characters, which one would it be?
Definitely Basalt from Hard As a Rock. He is a smoking hot gargoyle. OK, part of him is inspired by my husband anyway, so I have already met him in some ways!
Sara Jay’s Blog & Books
http://sarajayserotica.wordpress.com/
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