Articles for this day of August 8, 2014

Spotlight on Edie Hart

The second spotlight today is on Breathless Press author Edie Hart. And remember, Breathless Press is celebrating their fifth anniversary all month, including a great giveaway. Just click on the picture below to enter. Welcome!

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After Lexi witnesses a murder, she becomes a target for a cold-blooded killer. Will Burg, the detective assigned to her case, be able to keep her safe?

While checking out a house for a showing, realtor Alexandria Edwards stumbles upon a savage slaying. Now witness to a murder, she soon becomes the target of a cold-blooded killer.

Jonathan Burgess, Lexi’s brother’s best friend, is the detective assigned to protect the sexy blonde. Burg has always thought of Lexi as a little sister, but seeing her all grown up has turned his innocent thoughts into forbidden fantasies. Will Burg be able to keep Lexi safe while also keeping his growing feelings for her in check?

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With one swoop, Burg lifted her in his arms. She made a squeaking noise and grabbed hold of his neck. Her softness smelled of wildflowers in the sunshine. Smiling, he shouldered the front door open. “Which way to your bedroom?”

“Down the hall and to the left.”

He made his way through the kitchen, past soft pastel furnishings in the living room, and down the hall to her bedroom, which was decorated in varying shades of blue.

He set her gently on the bed. “Where are the clothes you think you want to wear?”

“In the closet and in that dresser over there.” She pointed at a mirrored dresser in the corner. “Top drawer.”

Burg went to the dresser and pulled out matching lacy panties and a bra. Skimpy, lacy panties and bra. Perspiration beaded across his upper lip. Jesus, everything about this woman is hot.

He set the underwear on the bed then went to the closet. “Which outfit do you want?” he asked, turning to her.

“That black skirt there.” She pointed. “And the black blouse next to it.”

Burg pulled the clothing out of the closet. Then after placed the clothing on the bed, he went into the living room to wait. “Let me know if you need any help,” he called out.

Wandering around the living room, Burg went from picture to picture, watching Lexi and Nate grow. In one picture, a very young Lexi sat next to a little girl that looked almost exactly like her, except the other child had green eyes instead of blue.

Burg heard a small moan coming from the bedroom. He stood outside the door and called out, “Do you need help?”

“I don’t want you to see me in my underwear.”

“You’re like a little sister to me,” he said, knowing she was not like his sister at all. Also knowing his feelings for her were not brotherly in any way. He slowly pushed the door open.

“Like a sister?” Clutching the hospital gown to her chest, she searched his face.

“Like a sister. Scout’s honor,” he said, lifting two fingers.

“Come around behind me.” With one hand still clutching the gown, she reached for her bra with the other. “No peeking. I’ll put it on, and you just fasten it for me.”

Burg moved and sat behind her on the bed.

She glanced over her shoulder. “Are you peeking?”

“Nope.” His breath fanned the stray hairs that had become loose from her ponytail along her neck. Burg had the sudden urge to kiss along the path the hair followed.

She shivered and fumbled with the bra and gown, attempting to keep herself covered from view while putting on the bra.

She managed to get the straps halfway up her arms but was unable to get them over her shoulders.

Burg grasped the straps and settled them over her shoulders, trying hard not to look at the sides and tops of her breasts that became exposed before the bra was in place. Who was he kidding? They were the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen. He wondered if her nipples were a rosy red like her lips or more of a pink color.

“Burg?”

“Um, yeah?” A couple of small freckles dotted her shoulders, and she smelled like flowers in the spring.

“Could you please fasten it for me?”

“Uh, sure.” He managed to get her bra fastened after only one try, which he thought was pretty good considering how much of a distraction she was.

After grabbing the blouse they had picked out, Burg came around to face her again. He held out a sleeve and helped her slide her arm into it. Pulling the shirt around her, he helped her put her other arm in the sleeve and slid it up and over her shoulders. He dropped his gaze and glimpsed her breasts spilling out the top of her bra. It was the most glorious sight he’d ever seen.

Clearing his throat, he made a point to look at her from the neck up. “You…ah…want me to help with the buttons?”

She managed to button the bottom of the shirt, but the top two buttons were left undone, leaving her bra and the tops of her beautiful breasts exposed. “Yes, please.”

He fingered the top of her shirt and lightly brushed the skin above her breasts. Lust coursed through him, leaving him shaky.

She drew in a breath. Pretending that nothing out of the ordinary was happening, he forced his fingers to button her shirt without laying her flat on the bed and kissing her senseless the way he ached to do.

Taking a little extra time and making sure to brush his fingers across the pulse on her throat, he straightened her collar. “There you go, sis.”

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BIO:

Edie Hart was born in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago. She still resides there with her husband, two children, dog, and three cats. She has been making up stories in her head her entire life and has finally decided to put them in print.

Edie is a true romantic at heart and believes that everyone deserves to be loved unconditionally—including the stubborn alpha heroes she writes about. Be sure to check out One Bad Day, the first book in the One Day series, available now from Breathless Press.

Spotlight on Sally Max

It’s Breathless Press Day again, and today’s first spotlight author is Sally Max. And Breathless Press is celebrating their fifth anniversary!  They have a great giveaway going on all month, so click the graphic below to enter. Welcome! 

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Lousy Magnet

(M/M Novella)

A Fun Spaceship Romp!

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Blurb:

A fledgling romance separated by over 790 million miles isn’t Lee’s worst problem. His best friend turned secret lover wants to keep their relationship hidden. On a surprise visit home to mars, can Lee convince his boyfriend that he is worth taking a chance on?

Lee and Clint haven’t seen each other in over two years. Ever since Clint was deployed to Saturn’s moon Titan, their communication consisted of short emails and spotty voice messages.

The last leave home didn’t leave good memories. Culminating in a confused and livid family, and the relationship remaining concealed.

This time can Lee and Clint keep their hands off each other long enough to solve their festering issues?  Or will the past replay itself and Lee will be left broken-hearted and alone… again.

 

Author Bio:

After not being able to answer, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” when she was little, Sally Max decided she wouldn’t settle on just one profession.  Instead, she lives vicariously through her characters on the page, and gets a taste of every possible scenario she can imagine.

Sally Max currently resides in central Florida with her fiancé and a rambunctious black and white tuxedo kitty.

See what Sally is up to at www.sallymax.com

 

Excerpt:

“It’s been too long.” Dolly smiled at him across the table. “What has it been, two years?” She must have realized the last time they had seen each other happened to be the same day her brother had shipped out. Glancing down, as if suddenly aware she had brought up a touchy subject, she fidgeted. Lee hadn’t wanted him to go.

Twenty-two months, two weeks, a handful of days, but who’s counting—

“Something like that,” Lee tried to smile for her but couldn’t make it go to his eyes. Instead, he just settled for a half-crooked grin that he hoped she would read as sincere. “Are you in town long?”

“You want to get rid of me?” Dolly teased, placing her hand on his.

Looking down at her small pixie-like hands, Lee realized they were just smaller versions of Clint’s hands. The nail beds were the same size and shape. Even her cuticles were identical. Clint’s hands were probably calloused and rough from his time away. When Lee looked up at her face, all he could see were Clint’s eyes. How didn’t he know that they had the same eyes? The blue of Earth’s oceans matched in those two small globes. A pang of emotion swept over him and knotted in his stomach. He couldn’t identify what it was. Regret? Longing? Sorrow?

“What’s wrong?” Her soft southern drawl that she would never be rid of seeped out of her words. The same drawl that flowed from Clint’s tongue every time they video messaged.

Tears sprang to his eyes. Lee would never call himself an emotional man, but at that second in time, he missed Clint with body, heart, soul, mind—every bit of his being. It went beyond reason, as the only thing he longed for in the universe was a hug from his fair-haired officer.

“You miss him that much, don’t you?” Dolly asked as though reading his mind.

Lee coughed and blinked furiously. “Excuse me?”

“Lee Louis Love, I’ve known you since you couldn’t pronounce my last name correctly and called me Dolly Wafers instead of Waters. We went to first grade together. I can tell how much you miss him.” She started playing with her fork, then added softly, “We all do.”

“I…” Lee didn’t know what to say. Dolly was one of his best friends growing up, but he had never truly discussed his relationships with her. Clint and his affair needed to remain a secret. “So, what brings you to the Moon? I was a little surprised to hear from you.”

“Truthfully?” Dolly asked. The waitress returned with Dolly’s Coke and a Moon brand beer that was fairly common around the dome.

“Of course.”  Lee said.

“You.”

A bit of beer went down the wrong pipe, and Lee started coughing. His face felt warm, as he hacked into his hand.

“Excuse me?” he croaked out between sputters.

“I know you are in love with Clint.”