I figure it’s only appropriate to raise a glass, seeing as my brand spanking new release is set on a vineyard, and called Summer Wine.
Yes, the first book in the new series, Tastes Of Seduction, is now available. (And if I could share a real bottle of wine with you all, I would. In a heartbeat!)
SUMMER WINE: The blurb
Two men, one woman, and a romantic vineyard. Summer’s never been this hot…
Tastes of Seduction, Book 1
Angus Lowe feels like he’s just stepped onto the set of Lifestyles of the Rich & Famous. He’s checking out a luxurious boutique hotel and winery, lured by the possibility of landscaping the gardens. And he’s crazy mad about the woman giving him the tour.
Problem is, Lily Hemington is way out of his league. Not only does she live the lifestyle of the rich and famous, she is also crazy mad about the owner of the hotel, Blake Seymour.
Issues get cloudier—or could that be steamier?—when Angus meets Blake. It’s clear Blake has deep feelings for Lily, but it’s also obvious he can’t take his eyes off Angus. While Angus doesn’t find this at all unpleasant, he’s painfully aware Lily and Blake are perfect for each other, and that he doesn’t belong in their perfect world.
Now it’s up to Lily and Blake to convince Angus the only world that counts is the one they all create together.
Warning: This book should be enjoyed with a bottle of chilled white wine. You’ll need it to cool down when the heat among these three characters burns out of control.
SUMMER WINE: A little excerpt
Good grief. Had thinking ever been this difficult?
Lily doubted it, but only for a second, then she stopped thinking and gave herself over to the bliss of a simple kiss. Or not-so-simple kiss, seeing as it drew all her mixed-up emotions into one big ball and dropped them in the middle of her stomach, where they lurched up and down like a rollercoaster.
Maybe she was on a rollercoaster. God knew she hit a high every time Angus slid his tongue over hers. And dipped low when he pulled away, making her pay attention, making her answer questions. She didn’t want to pay attention. Didn’t want to do anything that required active thought.
She just wanted to continue on this ride for a very, very long time.
His finger whispered over the swell of her breast, his touch so light Lily almost questioned it being there at all. Almost, except for the fact that on contact, her nipple tightened into a hard, sensitive bead, and sensation shot straight to her pussy.
Desire, sweet and pure, burst through her. And Lily wanted. Just…wanted. Hungered for more. She shifted in her seat, ground down in an effort to subdue the sudden ache in her groin, the all-consuming need and emptiness.
It was all she could think about. All she could focus on.
Well, that and the taste of wine in her mouth. Rich, decadent wine, enough to intoxicate her.
Perhaps that explained her sudden need—greed—to be touched. To find satisfaction. Perhaps she was drunk. But then, explanations weren’t important. Not now. Not when that featherlight touch that set fire to her breast trailed down her sternum and lower, tantalizing her belly like it had her nipple, leaving scalding flames blazing in its wake.
“Are you thinking about him now, Lily?”
The question was whispered in her ear, warm breath fanning down her neck, making her tingle.