Sunday, February 5, 2012

You just need a little heart... Giveaway!

Hi everyone! I'm so thrilled to be here today as part of the February New Release party! My brand spanking new erotic contemporary book, Heart Signs, released 2/3 from Ellora's Cave.


Here's the blurb:


The heart has a language all its own... 

Rory Fowler has taken Sam Miller's billboard orders for the last two years, but they aren't to advertise they're love notes to his wife. Sam's most recent billboard about his wife's passing hits Rory hard. When she calls Sam to offer condolences, it sets off an unexpected chain of events that ends with Rory in Sam's apartment-and his arms.

Reading Sam's love letters tugs Rory into the romance between him and his estranged, now-deceased, wife. Their lives soon intertwine so completely that Rory wonder how she'll ever forget the man who makes poetry out of emotions she's fought to dismiss. And plays her body even more skillfully that he writes love notes.

Consumed by guilt and grief, Sam is shocked by the feelings Rory arouses in him, sexually and otherwise. Now he's not thinking about yesterday as much as he's looking forward to tomorrow. He's just not sure if he's capable of moving on...or if the woman who helped him find the will to really live again will be by his side.

Ellora's Cave buy link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9887-heart-signs.aspx
Amazon buy link: http://www.amazon.com/Heart-Signs-ebook/dp/B007575XG2/ref=sr_1_5?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1328487426&sr=1-5


I thought I'd tease you with an excerpt and leave you with a question...do you believe in love/lust at first sight? How about falling in love with a person's words--their heart, so to speak--ever before you meet them? A random commenter will win their choice of my ebooks!


And now, an excerpt from Heart Signs! Over 18 please!


“You’re still dressed,” he said. “What are you wearing?”

“An old 76ers jersey and sleep shorts. They’re terrycloth but they’re so worn the fabric’s almost see-through in spots. You?”

His brain hadn’t yet moved on from see-through shorts. He glanced down at his baggy jeans and gray shop T-shirt. “Jeans and a shirt. Underwear?”

“Oooh yeah, answer that.”

Sam laughed. “Standard navy boxers.”

“Like you were wearing yesterday.”

“Yep.” He cleared his throat as an image of her slick mouth working his shaft again infiltrated his mind. “What about you?”

“No panties. I don’t wear them to bed.”

“Do you…ahh, dress that way when you have a lover too or just when you’re single?”

She was single, right? She wouldn’t have responded the way she had if she were seeing someone. He hoped. It had been so long since he’d been a part of the dating scene that maybe anything went now.

“It depends. I don’t usually have lovers stay over. But when I do, if they’re new, I have a couple little baby doll nighties I wear. You know, the kind that are more lace than fabric.”

“What colors?”

“One’s peach, one’s purple. Light peach, so that my nipples show through.”

“Oh.” Shit, shit, shit, he had to touch himself. He’d gone as rigid as an iron brand and if he didn’t get some relief soon…

“The purple’s dark. Can’t see anything through there except skin.” She let out a breath just as he closed his hand around his length through his jeans. He couldn’t stop the groan. “Are you…”

“Yes. I had to.”

Her audible swallow went a long way to settling his nerves. “Are you hard?”

“Yes. Have been since I heard your voice. And now imagining you wearing peach lace, I’m like a damn baseball bat.”

“You’re close to that long. Not quite as wide at the fullest point.”

He had to laugh. “Join me, why don’t you? Slide down your shorts and tell me how you feel.” His hand flexed. “In detail.”

“I can do that.” For a long moment silence filled the line. Then she made that soft sound deep in her throat and his erection jumped. “Everything’s wet. My panties, my curls, my fingers when I move them in and out. I don’t really know why. We’ve just been talking. Could be your voice is an aphrodisiac.”

“Yours too,” he muttered, gripping his erection. But somehow the sight of his own fingers around his length cooled his jets a little, a visual reminder of what he was about to do. What he had to do to get off, since he wasn’t the man he’d once been.

Not yet. Maybe in time he’d find his way back. In the meantime, he’d just turn off the light.

She spoke just as he settled back against the cushions in his now darkened room. “So if I were there and on the floor in front of you again, what would you do? Tell me.”





8 comments:

Catherine Lee said...

OHHH...That's sexy phone talk! And I love the cover and the premise. I do believe in LUST at first sight, but not love. I also believe that you can fall in love with someone through their words--notes, letters, emails, phone calls--all before you see someone in person.

catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

Nancy G said...

Sounds good, Cari! Nice to see you at the party. Having a good Sunday? Hope everyone is!

Michele said...

Wow, that's a unique angle I've not seen before.
Very cool!
And - very attention grabbing excerpt.
:-)

Debby said...

Oh wow, does this one sound good. I am adding it to my list.
debby236 at gmail dot com

Maria D. said...

Love the cover! I do believe in lust at first sight and that you can believe with a person's words and how they talk before you even meet them. Thanks for the excerpt!

junegirl63 at gmail dot com

Cari Quinn said...

Hi everyone! *waving* Thanks for stopping by and weighing in! Catherine Lee, you're the winner of your choice of my ebooks and I'll email you soon!

June M. said...

Oh, nice start some good phone sex going on there. This does sound great!

Catherine Lee said...

YIPPEE...Thanks, Cari. I love winning books!