Can we say thank goodness? I mean really, I never thought Friday would come.
It’s been a busy, crazy week. And it’s about to get crazier with day job stuff. I have several training seminars coming up, one that lasts three days and the other that’ll be a whole week. That means no computer time at all. Just hope I don’t fall asleep and wake up in a puddle of drool from being bored to death. But it’s for a good cause, right? Yeah. Right.
Monday I’m releasing the first book in the Southern Sin trilogy which is part of the Grand Terre world I built for my Crushes to Cravings series. I’m really excited about it to be honest. Sweetest Taste of Sin is my first non-spoof menage and it’s pretty sexy. My website is being a pain right now, so I can’t update it, but here’s the blurb:
Logan Guillory finally has what she’s always wanted, a loving, sizzling relationship with J.B. Calhoun. So why can’t she shake her overwhelming need for his twin brother Anthony? Her small town morals tell her it’s not normal to love two men with equal fervor, but not even the risk of damaging her standing in Grand Terre, Louisiana can make her stop wanting to be possessed by them both.
Anthony ‘Ant’ Calhoun had his eye on Logan long before his brother entered the picture, but now he’s lost his chance, or so he thinks. J.B. has other ideas, which includes sharing Logan’s sensual caresses and big heart with his brother. Torn between overwhelming need and fear of the scandal that might ensue, Ant resists with all his might, but doesn’t stand a chance against the needs of the two people he loves most.
Giving in threatens everything they all hold dear, but who can resist the sweetest taste of sin?
My plans for this weekend? Writing if I can find the time, updating my website even if I have to take a hammer to it and getting Sweetest Taste of Sin ready to for publishing on Monday.
And because I watched Magic Mike last weekend…twice *cough*, I’ve had this song stuck in my head. I can’t help it. It’s really one of the few songs I like by KISS except now when I hear it, I see Matthew McConaughey stripping and I sort of zone out. What? So I have a weakness for southern men with lean, muscled bodies and more oil on their skin than fried chicken. So what? *sniff*
Happy Friday y’all!