I’m taking a break from blogging today and turning my ’pen’ over to Allie Boniface who has dropped by to share a guest post releated to her new release, THE PROMISE OF PARADISE. Please say hello to Allie!
Mae Clair, thank you so much for having me on your blog today! I’m thrilled to talk about my latest release, a contemporary romance novel titled The Promise of Paradise. Actually, this is a re-release of one of my earliest books, which was originally published as Lost in Paradise wayyy back in 2007. Since then, I’ve added a few new scenes and a steamier ending (!) and also introduced a minor character in Lucas Oakes, who is the hero in my upcoming novel releasing in May.
I absolutely love the cover of this book, as well as its hero, Eddie West, who’s just the right blend of rugged bad boy and tender-hearted good guy. When he meets his housemate, Ashton Kirk, he’s immediately drawn to her – not knowing that she’s only in town to hide from a family scandal. Mistaken identity, past heartbreak, and friends-turning-into-lovers make up the heart of this book. Here’s the blurb to whet your appetite!
Ashton Kirk, youngest daughter of a prestigious senator, fiancée of a hotshot attorney, and fresh Harvard graduate, is headed for a promising law career when scandal breaks apart her family. To escape, she rents an apartment in the sleepy town of Paradise, New Hampshire, where no one knows who she is.
Ashton hopes for solitude, but all bets are off when Eddie West, the town’s most eligible bachelor, moves in downstairs. Eddie likes his women and his cars shiny, sleek, and fast, and when he meets his new housemate, he wastes no time getting friendly. While he’s looking for a no-strings romance, though, he gets more than he bargained for in Ash, who sees through his bravado to the pain of a loss too fresh to mention.
Can two people from different worlds find common ground, a place to fall in love and build a future? Is it possible to find your soul mate in the place you least expect?
For a sneak peek at what’s inside, here’s the scene where Eddie and Ash finally give in to that first kiss:
By the time Ash made it outside, he’d already collapsed most of the chairs and folded them into stacks of three and four. Two tables still stood, and as Eddie yanked on the legs of one, she found herself watching the way his shirt pulled across his back, the way his hair fell into his eyes, the way his arms flexed and deft hands put things back where they belonged.
Ash made herself look away. Struggling with a few of the chairs, she pulled them toward the window. But the effort exhausted her, and after a minute she leaned against the side of the house to catch her breath.
“You okay?” Eddie glanced over his shoulder.
“Yeah. Just resting.” She reached for another chair, but this one sprung open when she touched it, and the next thing she knew, it had pinched her finger in its hinge. Hard.
“Ow! Dammit.” Yanking the finger free, she blinked back tears. “That hurt.” A blood blister welled up immediately, and she put it to her mouth to try and suck away the pain.
In an instant Eddie was there. He reached for her hand and held it under the weak light that shone out from the kitchen. “Ouch. That’s gonna sting for a while.”
He looked at her, concern in his eyes, and suddenly Ash knew she was in trouble. Big, huge, complicated trouble. She felt as if someone had pushed her out of a plane from about a million miles up, and in that moment on the roof, when Eddie held her hand in his, she fell and kept falling, past the point where she knew whether it was right or wrong, to some bottomless, buoyant space where all she wanted to do was stay in his gaze forever.
“Ash? You okay? You want some ice?”
God, she loved the way the words sounded in his mouth. She loved the way he took her nickname and made it sound like no one else ever had. Even the pinpricks of desire Colin had once stirred now seemed like long-dead embers.
“No, I think it’s—” She couldn’t finish the thought, not with his eyes on her like that. She wanted to pull her hand away, to run the finger under cold water and make the sting go away. But she couldn’t move. Eddie’s gaze traveled from her hand to her face, and in the next instant there was no more space between them: no floor, no rooftop, barely any air at all.
Eddie gave up. He couldn’t stand there any longer, holding onto Ash’s hand and pretending not to notice the desire that rippled back and forth between them like a damn tidal wave. One arm slipped around her, meaning to comfort, but before he knew it, his lips sought out hers. He needed to taste her, to feel her, to fill her with half of what swept through him. For an instant, she hesitated. Then her lips parted, with a sigh that turned into a purr, filling his mouth with want and the promise of things he had no right to even ask.
He pushed Ash’s hair from her face and nipped at her lips, her earlobes, the skin at the base of her neck. She jumped a little beneath him, a sizzling electrical wire. His hands moved to her waist, to her hips, to the pliant places along the small of her back. His thumbs moved in circles, stroking tender skin in the spaces where her shirt pulled away from her shorts. He grew hard and pulled her to him, letting her know what she did to him, how she turned him inside out.
“Eddie,” she breathed, and in that moment he wanted every part of her, there on the rooftop, beneath the sky. He drank her in, tasting her, pleading, licking, as she melted under his touch. Her hands came up to the back of his neck, nails digging into him. Eddie pulled back long enough to glimpse dark desire in her eyes.
His mouth found her ear, his words a ragged whisper. “God, I want you.”
Thanks again for having me here, Mae! Readers, hope you’ve enjoyed a look inside the pages of The Promise of Paradise – it’s available right now over in the Kindle store for the super-low price of only $2.99. Happy reading, everyone!
Purchase Link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BF6CA0Q