A server stopped by the table then. The guy was cute, I guess. From his actions, I was certain he was used to women falling all over him. Poor guy. He wasn’t going to be able to flirt his way to a fat tip tonight. I was impervious to the charms of other men and
Jolie…lesbian.
“What can I get for you, gorgeous?” He asked, flashing a huge smile
that exposed perfectly white straight teeth.
“Just a Coke for me,” I said. Then I turned my attention once more to Jolie.
She rolled her eyes so hard, her entire head bobbed. “Please. And we need some Irish Nachos…extra sour cream.” She studied the appetizers a moment more before shrugging and conceding. “And that should do it…but I reserve the right to order a brownie sundae later.” She nodded and smirked.
My eyebrows rose. “A brownie sundae? Since when?”
“Since you are in mourning,” she announced.
“I’m not in mourning! What do I have to be upset about? We just returned from an amazing cruise. I had some of the hottest sex of my life. And I’ll be seeing him again in a week!” I crossed my arms over my chest. “We’re starting a new adventure. Life is good.”
“Yes, life is good, but you don’t really believe that. This is why you are so out of sorts. You are having doubts. I can see it.” She frowned at me.
“How would you know?” I sniffed. “I never have doubts. I am the picture of confidence.” I leaned back in the booth in an attempt to project a picture of calm and cool.
She laughed at me then, a big hollow sound, the mocking one. “I’ve known you forever. The last ten years it has been the two of us and your flavor of the month. This guy, BE, he’s not a flavor of the month. BE is the spice of life. You know it, and I know it. I know how unsettling this is for you. Just know that he won’t let you down. He’s not going to stand you up. You can focus on doing what needs to be done and soon, you will be together again.”
“We’ll see,” I said with a shrug, trying to brush it off like it didn’t matter. Oh, but the girl in me wanted to beg Jolie for more…more reassurance, more pretty words that would soothe my tortured
soul.
Blurb:
It was supposed to be a week of simply being, of living in the moment, and enjoying every minute while it lasted. Of course, that kind of intoxication can have lingering effects. For Sin, she found herself wanting to break all the rules, to extend her time with the stranger who stole her heart. Vegas was just the right kind of place to take such a gamble. Meeting up with BE at the gondolas was a risk. Love went against everything they had promised, but the best things in life can’t be planned.
Soon Alysin will be tested.
After guarding her heart for so long, she finally let a man in and discovered that the worst things in life happened when she least expected them. When she walked in on BE with another woman and overheard their heated conversation, she suddenly remembered there was a reason she made these rules.
Will broken rules lead to broken hearts or will she realize that though love was a gamble, she was all in?
Soon Alysin will be tested.
After guarding her heart for so long, she finally let a man in and discovered that the worst things in life happened when she least expected them. When she walked in on BE with another woman and overheard their heated conversation, she suddenly remembered there was a reason she made these rules.
Will broken rules lead to broken hearts or will she realize that though love was a gamble, she was all in?
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Bio:
What made her decide to be an erotica author?
Simple.
How else was she going to parlay her two favorite past times into a career?
Emma is single and loving it. Like her first character, Alysin, Sin for short, she doesn't believe in settling or in settling down. She loves to indulge in her passions whenever the mood strikes and enjoys keeping all of life's cliche moments spicy.
Known for her sense of humor, Emma surrounds herself with friends whose antics often become the source of book fodder. Her ideal situation would be to explore the Caribbean while writing. She pursues that dream daily.
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“Wow. I really haven’t thought this through. We’ve never moved so quickly before. I mean, I have to call the realtor and have them find a renter for the house. I have to call PODS and get a few storagecontainers. Then there’s turning off all the utilities, returning the cable box, putting a hold on the mail.” I shook my head it was
spinning so hard.
Chuckling, Jolie calmly pulled out her iPhone. “Let’s make a list,”she said simply.
I marveled at her, sounding so calm when I felt like my head might just freaking pop off. “Look at me. I’m a wreck. This isn’t me. What happened?” I raised my hand, exasperated and utterly disgusted with myself.
“Love,” she said seriously. “My baby finally found love.” With that declaration, she turned her attention to the new note she was creating.
Something in me calmed down. I could do this. We could do this. In a week, I’d be starting a new life in Vegas. If he kept his word, Mr. BE would be there, with me, a part of this new life. That…that waswhat had me all unhinged.
I don’t do love. Only now…with BE, maybe I did. All I knew for certain was that one week wasn’t enough. We had more story to tell, more life to live, more experiences to be had. He made me feel things in a way I never had before. He made me want things I had never wanted…like permanence. Shoot, I might even consider breaking all my rules for him.
For this man, I would settle down because I sure as hell didn’t feel like I was settling. He was everything I never knew I always wanted. We knew practically nothing about each other and yet…we made sense. Somehow, I didn’t care about his past. All I thought about now was our future. I just needed to survive this week. A lot of that was going to depend on the list.
Slowly, I inhaled and exhaled a few times. I set the cruise control on the SUV. Finally, when I felt more relaxed, I spoke to Jolie once more. “So, how is that list coming along?”
Nodding, she looked up at me and smiled widely. “We’re good. It’s all good. You know how this works. We’ve done this so many times before. It doesn’t even matter that we are on a time schedule. We’ve got this.”
Without saying another word, Jolie picked up my phone and started to place a call. “Here,” she said, “tell the nice lady about your house.”
Blowing out another breath, I reached for the phone and began the conversation that would start it all. We were really doing this. We had done this before, but this time…it was more real. This move was the scariest move ever.
spinning so hard.
Chuckling, Jolie calmly pulled out her iPhone. “Let’s make a list,”she said simply.
I marveled at her, sounding so calm when I felt like my head might just freaking pop off. “Look at me. I’m a wreck. This isn’t me. What happened?” I raised my hand, exasperated and utterly disgusted with myself.
“Love,” she said seriously. “My baby finally found love.” With that declaration, she turned her attention to the new note she was creating.
Something in me calmed down. I could do this. We could do this. In a week, I’d be starting a new life in Vegas. If he kept his word, Mr. BE would be there, with me, a part of this new life. That…that waswhat had me all unhinged.
I don’t do love. Only now…with BE, maybe I did. All I knew for certain was that one week wasn’t enough. We had more story to tell, more life to live, more experiences to be had. He made me feel things in a way I never had before. He made me want things I had never wanted…like permanence. Shoot, I might even consider breaking all my rules for him.
For this man, I would settle down because I sure as hell didn’t feel like I was settling. He was everything I never knew I always wanted. We knew practically nothing about each other and yet…we made sense. Somehow, I didn’t care about his past. All I thought about now was our future. I just needed to survive this week. A lot of that was going to depend on the list.
Slowly, I inhaled and exhaled a few times. I set the cruise control on the SUV. Finally, when I felt more relaxed, I spoke to Jolie once more. “So, how is that list coming along?”
Nodding, she looked up at me and smiled widely. “We’re good. It’s all good. You know how this works. We’ve done this so many times before. It doesn’t even matter that we are on a time schedule. We’ve got this.”
Without saying another word, Jolie picked up my phone and started to place a call. “Here,” she said, “tell the nice lady about your house.”
Blowing out another breath, I reached for the phone and began the conversation that would start it all. We were really doing this. We had done this before, but this time…it was more real. This move was the scariest move ever.
Emma Nichols Author Interview
What sparked your interest in becoming a romance writer?
I often joke that I became a writer of romance and erotica because it was the best way for me to parlay my passions into a career.
What was the first romance novel you read that made an impression on you?
When I was really young, I read The Thornbirds. It was the naughtiest book I could imagine. I remember thinking that I needed to be able to write like that. So, that’s what I try to do.
Tell us 5 surprising things about yourself.
1. I have a tattoo.
2. I want more…small, sexy, meaningful.
3. My palate has really become more sophisticated…as evidenced by my love of sushi and asparagus…sometimes even together.
4. I think cruising is the only way to travel.
5. For someone so intrigued by sex, I didn’t lose my virginity for a really long time.
What is your writing environment.
I write wherever I am comfortable at the moment. It could be in the living room, lying on the bed, on the garage couch, or even the floor. I abhor writing at desks. It feels too much like work and I just want to have fun with it.
One of your favorite quotes.
By Mae West: You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.
Do you have a website recommendation for other writers?
Great ideas. I’m working to implement them…especially marketing.
Who is your perfect hero? And why?
I think the perfect hero is perfectly imperfect. I think he has flaws, but that when he finds love, they make him more real, less god-like. He doesn’t have to have this model-esque body. He says the right things, even if he doesn’t say them smoothly. My favorite heroes are the reformed players, the ones who have been around and finally found everything they never knew they always wanted with the unlikeliest of women.
Which authors have caught your interest lately? Why?
Hmmm. In the author groups, I’m finding ones that I try to emulate, that I admire for their skill and their abilities. JB McGee has a new book coming out,,,Skipping Stones. I’ve been able to beta that a bit. And Brandy Dorsch is an aspiring writer who has an interesting looking paranormal romance coming out soon.
What type of book have you always wanted to write?
It has taken me forever, but Sin at Sea is the kind of book I always wanted to be brave enough to write. There is something so liberating about not worrying over pushing the envelope. At the same time, I think while writing something very erotic, I kept it classy. That’s important. Even my smut has a story.
Who are your dream dinner party guests?
If I could have anyone come to my parties…Channing Tatum…oh hell, the entire cast of Magic Mike. Ummm…I don’t really think I’d need to invite anyone else…at all. We’ll keep it nice and intimate.
What’s the last movie you watched and loved?
Loved? Wow. It has been a while since I loved a movie. Dating means I watch movies that the guy loves…like action, horror, and thrillers. Me, I prefer movies with meaning, movies that speak to me…like Under the Tuscan Sun or Love Actually.
Most _____________ in high school. (popular, nerdy, sporty…) Why?
It’s funny. I thought I was nerdy. I thought I was shy. And then I go to a reunion and discover that everyone else thought I was popular. I just did my own thing, whatever made me happy. Still do. It’s the best way to live.
Top three things on your bucket list.
1. Take a Mediterranean cruise.
2. Explore Greece
3. Take a hot air balloon ride. That one might be challenging since I also have a fear of heights. Still…
How did you get the idea for this particular novel?
My goal was to write this great beach read. It kind of forced me to go through with it, get it published for summer. I took everything that I loved about summer…the water, the beaches, the travel, vacations, hot guys, and sexy times. There are a lot of my own personal experiences in it.
What is your favorite scene in your new release?
I love where they meet, how they meet, their interaction. Yes, Alysin and Mr. Bedroom Eyes have chemistry from the start.
If you could be one of your characters - Who would you be? And why?
I would love to be Alysin, so supremely confident, so independent. She speaks her mind. She’s very worldly. She’s tough.
Flirting Questions
Which actor or book character do you have a crush on?
Whew…I can only pick one? The Rock, Dwayne Johnson.
What’s your favorite body part of the opposite sex?
The chest. I like a nice chest to rest my head on.
What does love feel like?
Scariest most incredible feeling ever. Love is being naked and vulnerable all the time.
When was your last kiss?
I get kissed pretty much daily. The last one that really affected me that would be harder to pin down.
What’s an absolute no-no in a relationship?
Cheating. That’s a deal breaker.
What’s your idea of a perfect date?
I love new twists on old cliché moments. I love candlelight dinners. I love picnics. Put the two together…bliss.
If you could take a romantic trip, where would it be?
Someplace warm and sandy.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Nope. I believe in lust at first sight.
Flirting Quickies:
Boxers or Briefs? Boxer briefs
Facial hair or clean shaven? Goatee
Alpha or Beta? Alpha
Planner or Panster? Planner
White wine or red? White
Coffee or tea? Tea
Vanilla or chocolate? Chocolate
Sweet or salty? Sweet
Sleep in or get up early? early
Laptop or desktop? laptop
Beach or mountains? beach
Winter or summer? summer
Cat or dog? Cat
Twilight or Fifty Shades? Fifty Shades
Spotlight or In the Shadows? Shadows
City or Country? Country
Clubbing or candlelight dinner? Candlelight
Backpacking or luxury hotel? Luxury hotel
Morning or night person? Both, it’s the middle of the day I suck at
Christmas or Halloween? Christmas
Optimist or pessimist? optimist
“Hey, girl,” I said, all out of breath from my sprint for the phone. You may recall, I am not a jogger.
“Hey, sexy,” he breathed into the phone.
It took me a minute to process just whom I was speaking to. Then the tears started. Actually, it was more of a waterfall effect. Then came the snot. “Oh my god! It’s YOU! And you’re on Jolie’s phone!” I started sniffling while I wiped away the tears and tried my best to hold myself together.
“Yes, babe. It’s me. Jolie called me. It’s a three way. You know. Again,” he joked.
I giggled.
“Are you crying?” He asked concerned.
“No,” I lied. “Must be a cold.”
“Good, I don’t want you crying, especially when I can’t be there to comfort you.” He spoke soothingly into the phone and it reminded me of all those nights snuggled in his arms, talking, and making love. “What’s going on? One day apart and you’ve already decided not to meet me?” He asked.
My chest constricted. It hurt so much. My voice caught in my throat. “I don’t know how to do this. I’ve never done this before,” I whispered hoarsely.
“What? You’ve never made plans a week in advance? You’ve never moved?” He asked questions he already knew the answers to just to make me think.
“I’ve never been in love,” I admitted. “I’m scared of losing me to be with you.” I was silent after that admission. It took a lot for me to share that.
“Well, if it makes you feel any better…I don’t make a habit of falling in love. I tried it once. It didn’t go the way I expected. I’ve been a little gun shy ever since. For you, I’d take a bullet. You are a once in a lifetime kind of love,” he said quietly. “Promise me,
you’ll meet me.”
This conversation was what I needed. Jolie had found the perfect way to soothe my soul and settle my nerves. No wonder she was my BFF. “Hmmm. I suppose I could promise you,” I began playfully, “but what good are promises with you? Here we are, talking on the phone…”
“I’ll have you know I thought this through. I’ve broken no rules.You don’t have my name or my contact information. Jolie does. So there.” He chuckled at his own cleverness.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “And you think this information is safe with Jolie? You think I couldn’t get it from her if I wanted?” I asked.
His deep sexy voice responded, “Yes, that is precisely what I think. Jolie loves you. Jolie even seems to be rather fond of me and she thinks we make a phenomenal couple. So let’s stick to our rules for now. And when I see you on Saturday, you’ll discover what a big, bad rule breaker I am. Just wait for me until then. If one of us needs to, we have Jolie to reach out for us.” He was silent for a moment. So was I as I considered all he had said. “I love you, baby,” he said. “Saturday, I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Saturday,” I murmured. “I’m going to rock your world.”
“Babe,” he said seriously, “you already have.”
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