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Monday

Love, Laughter and Travel

As many of you know, Hubs and I took a vacation a couple weeks ago. Just the two of us. My mother-in-law moved into our house to keep the children and beasts alive while we jetted our way to the other side of the country.  But, first, mother-in-law moved in. As in, she brought her own groceries and a bag so large that both children could have easily fit inside.  

 I was a little concerned that she wasn't planning on leaving. Looking back, I shouldn't have been worried because she was going to be alone with the kids for a full six days. Even if her original plan had been to extend her visit, they'd break her of that notion real quick.

So, off we went to explore Boston. Our first day the weather was gorgeous so Hubs decided we needed to try to see everything we possibly could. I thought he was in vacation mode, so everything would be a couple things and we'd find a bar somewhere for lunch and then meander on.  How have I been married to this man for so many years and have no idea that he doesn't meander? He marches. Quickly. And has a plan. And a route! Oh my goodness. I did everything I possibly could to keep up with his long legged stride as he dodged school children and pointed out the sites as we raced passed them. Right up until I stopped. This was a vacation, not a sprint. I was done, so we wound up taking a few breaks before heading over to the USS Constitution. It was a fun, wild day ending outside Fenway.

The next morning was much more overcast, so we took it easy a bit and went to the Pru, before wandering through the Commons. When the rainy mist started happening the Seattlite in me giggled at everyone whipping out their umbrellas. Pu-leeze. In all my smug superiority we continued on...only to have the clouds rip open and make me look like I'd entered a wet tee shirt contest.

Ahem. Yeah.

And THEN, we found the "General Hookers Entrance" to the Massachusetts State House. I don't think I've laughed that hard in a LONG time. My mind is seriously stuck in the gutter. I know, it's terrible. But I'm discovering all my friends are right there with me.

After leaving Boston, we headed down to Rhode Island to catch up with friends and attend the Marie Force Readers Weekend. We toured Block Island, the inspiration for her Gansett Island, and all over Newport. Such a fabulous time that I can't tell you all that much about because I'd be sued for defamation for sure. 

One of the highlights was visiting Block Island. If you've read Marie's Gansett series, you'd recognize the various locations and descriptions. We spent quite a bit of time hanging out on the beach behind the Surf hotel. And when it comes to my girlfriends and I...you just can't take us anywhere. I consider this part of the trip payback for all the sprinting through Boston.

It wasn't until we were in Rhode Island that someone asked if we were on our second honeymoon. Huh. We should have thought of that! I guess we sort of were. Twelve years, two kids, one mother-in-law I was going to have to evict with a crowbar made for a lot of laughter and joy during this trip.

I hope you all had a fabulous Memorial Day weekend and have gotten back into the swing of things. What was the last trip you took? Or are you deep in the planning stages?

Be sure to stop by next Monday:

Lori Lyn is going to be my guest to talk about her debut novel, The Archery Contest. Please stop by and be entered to win an advanced copy!


Saturday

The Delicate art of Pretense…And Steamy Erotic Regencies (Guest Blog by Sabrina York)



The Delicate art of Pretense…And Steamy Erotic Regencies
When I was in college, my best friend and I loved to travel through Europe. Between us we spoke five languages (at least enough to get food and find the toilet, as you will agree, are the most important things in life). We considered ourselves linguists, even though our French was execrable and I had the German of a Schwabian guttersnipe. Which, trust me, was not a good thing.

In addition to being linguists of note, we were also pranksters and our favorite thing to do was find a seat in a train compartment, surrounded by people, and speak to each other…in a language we made up.

Being college students—and therefore unduly arrogant and quite open to alcohol consumption—we found it hysterical to listen to them wonder where we were from.

Did I mention I am easily entertained?

But there is a reason for this confession.

In my newest steamy erotic Regency, Dark Fancy, both Helena and James are pretending to be someone they’re not. Helena, because she’s running from an unwanted marriage and James because, well, he wants to seduce Helena.

My question for you is: Have you ever pretended to be someone you are not? And did it result—as it did for Helena—in a sexy spanking?

Oh, do tell. Inquiring minds want to know!

I have attached the blurb and a steamy excerpt for your enjoyment. Dark Fancy is available on Amazon for preorder and at e-tailers everywhere after February 22nd.



Dark Fancy
By Sabrina York

When Lady Helena Eloise Simpson flees an unwanted marriage to a revolting lord, she finds refuge with James, a charming, handsome man unlike any she’s ever known. Helena concocts the perfect solution to her problem. She asks—begs—James to ruin her. Surely her betrothed will repudiate her if she is no longer pure. And if all her efforts fail and she still ends up married to a horrid man until the end of her days, she will—at least once—have known true passion.

But James is not all he seems. He is, in fact, a wicked lord with a dark fancy. When Helena awakens his desire, he becomes determined to take everything she has to offer and more. No matter the cost.


Dark Fancy by Sabrina York

An excerpt from: DARK FANCY
Copyright © 2013 by Sabrina York, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing , Inc.

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James stared at Eloise, brave, proud, innocent Eloise. He could relate to the passion in her plea. He had a sudden desire to be released from a betrothal himself. He fiddled with the corner of his napkin. “There is always the chance your betrothed won’t care if you’re ruined.” Some men did not.

Her lashes fluttered. When they rose again, there was a look in her eye that sent lust coursing down his spine. It settled in his cock. “If I’m to be married to a bilious flounder of a man for the rest of my life, I should like to know passion just once. Just once, James.”

“J-just once?” His voice cracked.

Her smile blossomed. “Perhaps more than once.”

He had to laugh, although this was clearly no laughing matter. “My dear. I would be happy to oblige.”

“Excellent!” She clapped her hands with glee.

Unfortunate, that, because it made her look, once again, like a little girl. But then she picked up her cup and ran her pink tongue around the rim, lapping at the wayward drops. He reached for the second bottle.

She held out her cup for a refill. “You will need to show me what to do.”

He almost forgot to stop pouring. Hell yes. He’d love to show her what to do. He’d love to instruct her—in elaborate detail—what, precisely, to do. Something snarled in his belly.  His palm itched.
He forced down that decadent desire. Chained the beast.

For God’s sake. She was an innocent, a virgin. If he opened with that card, not only would she truly be ruined, she would probably hie off to the nearest nunnery and spend the remainder of her life in seclusion.

Oh, he would bed her. He would despoil and beguile her, but only in the very gentlest of fashions.
But his fantasies, the darkling imagery of what he would truly like to do, simmered.

“Are you…” He cleared his throat. “Are you ready for your bath?”

“Heavens, yes.” Once again, she clapped her hands.

The childlike gesture was off-putting since, at the moment, he was thinking of sinking his cock into her body and swallowing her moans with his mouth. But he liked her enthusiasm. It also made him desire—very deeply—to tie those hands to the bedposts. So she couldn’t clap them.
Why that thought made him salivate, he didn’t know.

Ah hell. Of course he knew.

Despite the lust snarling through him, he managed a modicum of chivalry, although it was perfunctory at best. “I’ll fashion a curtain.”

Her next words nearly unmanned him. “You don’t need to.”

“I b-beg your pardon?”

“You don’t need to bother with a curtain.” For a shy and demure innocent, she had something of a brazen streak. “I mean, if we’re going to…you know…”

“Make love?”

“Yes. If we’re going to make love, you will see me naked anyway.” A frown crossed her brow. “Won’t you?”

He chuckled. “Most certainly.”

“I thought so. But people are not very forthcoming when one asks about such things.”

“Really?” That had not been his experience in the slightest. Then again, she was a girl. The world sought to save and protect innocence. Until it ravaged it.

He did not know why he trembled as he poured the heavy buckets into the tub. He was a man of the world. Jaded and used to much more decadent fare than initiating virgins to the delights of the flesh. He should hardly be nervous about the prospect of having her.

Then again, maybe it wasn’t nerves. Maybe it was just pure, seething desire.


Dark Fancy is now available for preorder on Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Fancy-ebook/dp/B00AN86ILY/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1355761557&sr=8-4&keywords=dark+fancy

About Sabrina York
Sabrina is an award winning author of erotic romance with over a dozen titles available, ranging from sweet & sexy erotic romance to BDSM to erotic horror. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york or Facebook.
Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on her webpage (www.sabrinayork.com) or explore on Amazon or at Ellora’s Cave.
·         Adam’s Obsession: Contemporary Erotic Romance  
·         Extreme Couponing: Contemporary BDSM
·         Folly: Erotic Regency
·         Pushing Her Buttons: Contemporary BDSM  
·         Rising Green: Steamy Erotic horror
·         Training Tess: Contemporary BDSM  
·         Trickery: Magical Domination  
·         Tristan’s Temptation: Contemporary Erotic Romance  

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