Thursday, September 19, 2013
Sunset on Summer Blog Hop-- It Takes Two
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I'm excited to be talking about my upcoming release, It Takes Two! This is book two in my new Counting On Love series.
Writing a book about a couple that has already fallen in love is a little different than most of my books. After all, most romance novels take the reader through the process of the couple meeting, getting to know one another and deciding to spend their lives together.
In It Takes Two, Shane and Isabelle are already there—in love and ready to move on to the next stage in their relationship. At least, one of them is. Shane’s all in. He wants to share everything from checking accounts to underwear drawers. Isabelle, however, needs more convincing…
How do you fall out of love with a man who’s all in?
Counting on Love, Book 2
Isabelle Dixon never should have said yes to that first date, but she couldn’t resist Shane Kelley’s larger-than-life personality. Except now Shane seems determined to make their no-strings fling into something more.
If she thought dating Shane was hard work, breaking up is proving to be much harder. Especially since she’s planning on making some major life changes that don’t include staying out all night, Jell-O shots, and a sex toy shop punch card. She needs a restful cabin getaway—alone—to gather her thoughts. And the strength to finally end things for good.
Shane has always prided himself on being the good-time guy. Exactly Isabelle’s type…or so he thought. Yet ever since he suggested her moving in, she’s been pulling back. Thing is, Shane does everything with gusto—including falling in love. He’s not about to let her get away that easily. Even if it means chasing her heart down a crazy road to prove that no matter what life throws at them, they make a damned good team.
Warning: Contains a strange road trip with several weird tourist stops, some hot sex in a car wash, and two people who are just crazy enough to be perfect for one another.
“You want me to just kiss you, Iz? I can be happy with that.”
“You sure?” Her hand slid up the back of his neck and into his hair. He wore it longer than most of the cops, but he didn’t get any crap about it. She loved the way she could thread her fingers through it and grip it when he kissed her—wherever he was kissing her.
“Very sure,” he said softly. Then his mouth met hers. They’d kissed in every way there was to kiss. Soft and sweet, hot and heavy, long and delicious, all over each other’s body. This was a combination of all of those and then some.
His mouth moved against hers, lip to lip, for a long time. He’d press, then retreat, change angles, open slightly, lick along her bottom lip, then back off and softly kiss the corners of her mouth. Shane lifted his hands to her cheeks, cupping her face, holding her still. Then he kissed her forehead, her nose, her chin, the side of her neck, then returned to her lips.
Isabelle sighed against his mouth.
“I could do this all night,” he muttered against her lips. “So many places to put my mouth.”
“Thought we were kissing only,” she managed breathlessly.
“Well, French kissing is kissing. And trust me, honey, I can French kiss you in lots and lots of places.”
She started to respond, but then he turned up the heat. He moved one hand to the back of her head, the other to her thigh, lifting it, pulling her close and holding her there, then he opened his mouth on hers, stroking his tongue in possessively.
This time she moaned.
The deep, hot kiss went on and on. Isabelle felt her whole body respond. Wet and hot and tingly. All over. Her scalp prickled, her nipples tightened, her stomach felt warm and everything below that was…all of the above. She gripped the front of his shirt and arched harder against him, wishing they were naked, wishing she had worn her four-inch heels instead of the two-inch tonight.
God, she needed him.
She slipped a hand between them, running her hand over the hard bulge behind his zipper.
He released her so suddenly she stepped back.
“Whoa girl. I’m tryin’ to be good here. Show you I can do some vanilla kissing.”
That was vanilla kissing? Yeah, right. “I changed my mind,” she said, reaching for him.
He held his hands up and shook his head. “No way, babe. You wanted just kissing. I’m just kissing.”
“I want more than just kissing. Come on, Shane.” She stepped close and grabbed him by the shirt again. “You never say no to me.”
“Until now.” He gripped her wrist gently, but she knew she wouldn’t get her hand free until he let her go. “I’m gonna pass this test, Iz. I’m gonna pass all your tests.” He leaned closer until they were nose to nose. “I want you to move in with me. I want to be with you. I’ll have vanilla sex and play checkers. I’ll keep my hands completely to myself and make dinner for you every night. Or—” he leaned in close again, “—I’ll rock your frickin’ world as often, as hard and as loudly as you’ll let me.” He settled back on his heels. “It’s up to you.”
Isabelle stared at him, her heart pounding, heat swirling through her body. “Yes,” she finally said. “Yes. That last one. Right now.”
He touched his finger to her nose. “I’m gonna do this, Iz. Pretty soon you’ll be moving your panties into the top drawer of my dresser and wondering why you ever even thought to resist.”
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