My newest novella, Master of the Inn, will be available on January 4, 2013. Just in time to start off the new year.
Master of the Inn, the first book in the Pleasure Inn Series, will kick off the story with how the inn came to be. You'll meet Logan and Elyse. Each book after will feature a new couple and the reader will get to "check-in" to Pleasure Inn with them. With each book, you'll get to see how Logan and Elyse are doing while becoming familiar with another couple looking for a steamy, erotic getaway. You'll be able to read the books out of order as they all stand alone.
Pleasure Inn… Where all of your fantasies become reality.
Executive chef Elyse Clapton has had it with city life.
She’s spent the last few years building her cheating boyfriend’s trendy New
York City restaurant into a success. When their relationship ends, so does her
desire to be in his kitchen. She flees to a quaint inn she remembers visiting
as a child. She gets more than she bargains for when she meets the sexy,
reclusive inn keeper.
Handyman Logan Cole inherited Pleasure Inn against his
wishes. Ever since he got caught up in a scandal involving another man’s wife,
he keeps to himself – finding solace in a bottle. He didn’t realize how lonely
he’d become until Elyse shows up on his porch. He’s instantly drawn to her and
convinces her to stay at the Bed and Breakfast.
Elyse comes to town looking for a getaway. She never expects
to fall for Logan. It doesn’t take her long to believe the inn’s motto. Logan’s
dominance in the bedroom makes all of her fantasies a reality.
Book One in the Pleasure Inn Series
Excerpt
A light came on in an upstairs window indicating someone was
there. Elyse walked up the front steps and tried the door, but it was locked.
Just as she reached for the bell, the door flew open and a large, muscular
figure appeared. The old screen door and the absence of lighting in the foyer concealed
his face.
“Hi,” Elyse said. “I was driving by and wondered if you had
any vacancies.”
“Here?”
“This is an inn, isn’t it?”
“It hasn’t been for over four years.” He turned on the porch
light. “I thought everyone in this town knew that.”
His disheveled appearance made her think he wasn’t planning on
entertaining visitors. His dark, thick hair looked as if he’d run his fingers
through it causing it to stand on end. He hadn’t bothered to button his faded
blue jeans or put on a shirt before answering the door. Elyse couldn’t help but
notice how his well-defined abs disappeared into his waistband.
“I’m sorry.” She moved away from the entrance. “I’m
intruding.”
“No.” He stepped out onto the porch in his bare feet. “I just
didn’t expect anyone out here at this time of the night.”
“I drove from the city. I thought I might stay the night. I
used to come here as a kid.” She looked past his shoulder into the foyer. She
saw a fresh stack of wood in the corner and several cans of paint. “Are you renovating?”
“Trying to.” He nodded. “It’s a work in progress.”
She caught a wave of alcohol on his breath.
“Are you just passing
through?”
“I’m not sure. I just needed to get away and I remembered
how perfect this place always was.”
“Yeah,” he looked over his shoulder. “Not so much anymore.”
“What happened?”
“My uncle owned the place, but he couldn’t keep up with the maintenance.
He and my aunt retired and left it to me. It’s just been sitting vacant since
then. It needed a ton of work. I didn’t realize how much until I actually
started ripping things out.”
“How long have you been renovating?”
“A little over six months.”
“Well, thanks for
your time. Maybe I’ll visit when you’re finished,” She smiled encouragement,
but disappointment filled Elyse’s heart at the thought of not staying there.
“Good luck with the renovations.”
When she turned to leave, he stopped her with a hand on her
shoulder. “Wait.”
When she turned, his ice blue eyes held her gaze. The
intensity there made her stomach flutter. It should have been a warning sign to
run fast and far, but her body responded in other ways. The sensation he
created from just one touch coursed through her system, landing straight
between her legs.
Oh my…
“For the past few months I’ve been renovating the third
floor. If I’m going to live here and run this place, I wanted my rooms to be
done first before I started on the rest of the inn. There are two bedrooms up
there; both have private bathrooms. You could stay if you want.”
“That’s very nice of you, but—”
“Your room has a lock.”
As if that would keep
you out. You have the keys.
“I’m not ready to have guests yet, so I wouldn’t charge
you.”
“I couldn’t, but thank you.”
“You drove all this way to Pleasure Inn. There isn’t another
place for miles. Spend the night and then you can leave in the morning.”
She wasn’t familiar with the surrounding area and the drive had
made her tired. What if she couldn’t find another place to spend the night?
“I don’t blame you for being cautious.” He shrugged. “You do
what your gut tells you: but you’re more than welcome to stay here.”
She stared into his deep eyes for a few moments. She’d left
the city to get away and forget about the disaster of a relationship with
Phillip. She’d done nothing but work for years. She hadn’t been to a restaurant
or on a vacation in months. She was too busy cooking for others. Would one night in a beautiful Victorian inn
be so bad? How could it be, especially when the inn keeper looked like a goddamned
Calvin Klein model?
“I’ll stay on one condition.”
“Sure.”
“You have to tell me your name.”
“Oh.” He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled for the
first time since greeting her. “Forgive my manners. I’m Logan Cole.” He
extended his hand to her.
“Nice to meet you, Logan,” She said properly as she shook
his hand. “I’m Elyse Clapton.”
“Welcome to Pleasure Inn, Ms. Clapton.” He dipped his head
as he held the door open for her. “Where all of your fantasies become reality.”
Available in January 2013...
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