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What a pleasure it is for me to be here
today! Lovely blog home, Raven. It’s nice and dark and as my favorite band
says, “I’ve always loved the night.”
Which is why I can’t seem to stop writing about those other night stalkers…not our beloved
vampires but rock stars! One of these
days, my muse may finally have her fill of them but I hope that’s a long time
to come. I’m especially fond of Sin’s
Flower’s hero, Jaxon. Can we please do a
group sigh over the fact he’s a super hot single dad and trying his best to be
good…it’s just so hard, right? Sigh.
Thank you for indulging me today and I hope you enjoy the sneak peek
I’ve brought along of Jaxon’s story.
Love stories rock!
Xoxo
Carlene Love
Sin’s
Flower Blurb:
When Jaxon James, a sexy rock star and
struggling single-father, is invited to ditch California and spend Christmas in
Tennessee with his estranged family, he hesitantly accepts for his young
daughter’s sake. But his attraction to
his best friend’s baby sister, Lily Elstone, threatens to unravel the bonds
he’s made for his daughter. The
honorable thing to do would be to give up Lily.
But his instincts are telling him she’s exactly the one who could bring
light to his life and the missing fire to his bed. Unfortunately, Lily's too sweet for his
world. He fears his rock and roll life
style will taint her. How far are Jaxon
and Lily willing to go to find what’s missing at home?
Sin’s
Flower Excerpt:
Jaxon watched Lily’s
hands sinking down into the sand from behind as hesitancy chopped up his
steps. Years of ending up in dire
situations had made him a decisive man when he needed to be. He was making one of those executive decisions
right now. It didn’t matter why she’d
come. And he was close to dismissing his
reluctance over whose baby sister she was.
Not when she wore that swishing angelic lavender top that covered her
from neck to shoulder to fingertip, driving him insane with curiosity. God, and that flaming hair which had gone
from neon just yesterday to a flattering shade of cinnamon temptation
tonight. His grip tightened around the
folding chairs he’d gone to fetch.
Purposefully, he slowed down.
Then stopped.
Wanting her was one
thing, but hurting this young woman was not okay.
Standing back, he took
another couple minutes to contemplate what could happen tonight. What he could control and make happen.
He knew they should
talk. He just hoped she didn’t mind how
close he intended on being to her while that happened. His grip loosened and one of the folding
lounge chairs fell to the sand. There
would be plenty of room for the both of them on the one. He walked until he made it back to her side
and unfolded the chair to its full length.
“Uh, hi,” she said
shyly, her brow furrowing in concentration.
“Hey.” He sat down and held his arms out to assist
her. “Sit with me?” He hadn’t given her much of a choice and
caught her eye scanning the sandy trail where he’d come from. “Yeah, I figured we didn’t need that one.”
“Oh, okay. Wait, just so we’re clear here. You want me to sit, where exactly?”
God, she would kill him
tonight. That amount of cute couldn’t be
faked. “Here, with me.” Her eyes widened in disbelief so he scooted
until he was flush with the back of the nylon chair and then opened his legs,
letting one straddle each side. “There’s
room.”
“You’re crazy,” she said
shaking her head.
He let out a faked
huff. His quick decision had been too
fast for her and she wouldn’t believe this was his way of comforting her. “I’ll go fetch the other chair.”
She gouged her hand into
her hip. “Wait. It’s just…I really don’t think I’m gonna
fit.”
A hurricane couldn’t
have swayed her decision to stay put.
But she eventually bent her knees, bracing herself with strong hands,
and lowered herself until her squeezable bottom met the chair. Because he wanted her closer, he took the
liberty of placing his hands at each side of her waist and scooted her back
until she was flush with his chest and his lap.
On second thought, that
was way too close.
Someone would kill him
for the throbbing going on so close to their little sister. He wiggled an inch of space between Lily and
his now obvious and straining erection.
The last thing he wanted to do was leave her thinking he was incapable
of a conversation without sex ending up front and center. He had amazing amounts of control in that
department. It came along with all the
years he’d practiced on the road.
Tonight, plainly put, he just wanted to be close to someone, to
Lily. And this was the way he knew how
to do that.
“So what did you want to
talk about?” he asked.
“I, I don’t know.” It sounded like nerves had her.
They didn’t have to
start with words. Fuck him for his
appetite but he could say more by doing this anyway.
Hey
you, horny fucker. This is the part
where you pat her on the head, say you’re sorry, and send her back to her big
sister. This is not the time for
indulging. Pack it up, Jaxon.
Yeah, no questions about
it. That’s what he should do.
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A bit
about Carlene:
Carlene Love Flores is a big fan of the
stars (especially Orion), honest music (especially Depeche Mode), and her
travelling family (no favorites there-she loves them all). These things have
always inspired her to think up edgy, intimate love stories and continue to do
so. If she could touch someone’s heart with her writing the way others have
done for her, she’d say truly there never lived a luckier girl.
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Carlene Here:
Wow that looks fab. And I love rock stars so thats a total bonus :)
ReplyDeleteHi Dee! It's not quite 6 a.m. here in my part of the world and your comment is the first thing I saw just now as I stumbled down the stairs and landed at my desk. :) Thanks! Yeah, I fear I'm stuck on rock stars, most likely forever! Have a great day :)
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