Right so please ignore the lack of blog posts. This month has been CRAZY. I now have 29 days to write 50k. And edits to do in between. Nightmare.
However, the best thing is that Talking Dirty with the CEO is out in 10 days!! In fact it’s up on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iTunes (US), and Kobo for preorder right now!
There are a lot of things I want to say about this book – it’s special to me – but I’m going to save them for a release day blog post. What I will say now is that Talking Dirty is different kind of book to Falling for Finn. It’s lighter, fluffier, flirtier. It’s still hot – hey, it’s me! – and still has emotion, but it’s not as gritty, or dark, or angsty as Finn.
So to give you a little taste of what to expect, I’m posting an excerpt for your reading pleasure. To give you some context, the hero and heroine are Instant Messaging each other…
There was no response for a minute. What was she doing? Had he taken the “naughty” a bit too far? A few moments laterNaughtygirl’s reply appeared:
Naughtygirl25: I do want to play. How about this for a game? Me: bra, garter belt, stockings, and Ugg boots. You: leopard-print thong, baby oil, and…
The cursor blinked, annoyingly still. Then:
Naughtygirl25: …and a smile.
He laughed. So she wanted to stay and chat, did she? He was all for that. Because this was way better than staring aimlessly at the ceiling while he waited for Karl to wrap up his office gossip,that was for sure. Hell, this was better than any of the last few face-to-face flirtations he’d indulged in. He reached for the keyboard again:
Studman500: I like your game, Naughtygirl. But can you make it naughtier?
Another smiley face popped up.
Naughtygirl25: Add a lava lamp, a sheepskin rug, a mirror on the ceiling, and some etchings I can come up and see. Naughty enough now?
Dammit, now he couldn’t stop grinning. They’d bypassed the naughty and were now heading into cheesy territory. That was okay, though. He liked cheesy. After a quick check to make sure Karl was still talking, he typed in another response.
Studman500: Not quite. We need music. How about a bit of Neil Diamond to set the mood? Though, if you prefer Barry White, then I have that, too.
Naughtygirl25: Nope, I’m a Neil Diamond girl all the way. Are we having drinks?
She really had to ask?
Studman500: How does a Bloody Mary suit you? On the rocks, naturally.
More laughing emoticons:
Naughtygirl25: Naturally. So drinks are sorted. What other naughtiness can we get up to?
He could think of several things. But really, how far should he take this? Sexy online chat wasn’t something he’d ever done, especially at work. And although he was enjoying himself, he supposed he needed to get rid of her and not actively encourage her.
The cursor blinked and more text scrolled past:
Naughtygirl25: Don’t leave me hanging here, Studman. I’m coming to the end of my Bloody Mary. Bring on the naughtiness!
Then again, he was the boss, wasn’t he? And what was the point of being in charge if you couldn’t break the rules now and then? Hell, if he wanted to engage in some flirtatious sexy chat with a faceless stranger then he damn well would.
He flexed his fingers and typed:
Studman500: How naughty do you want me to be?
Naughtygirl25: I don’t know, how naughty can you get?