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About the author:
I am the youngest of four children. I was born in the Chicago area but moved to Colorado when I was one year old. I have lived here ever since. I have been married to my wonderful husband for twenty-four years, and we live with our cat and our dog in the beautiful Colorado mountains.
What inspired you to write your book?
Life in general and the many, many, many books I have read and enjoyed.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Hmmm,” she murmured. Her hands moved to his chest and began to slowly explore. “Maybe I can help you relax.” She was no longer laughing, and her voice had dropped into a sultry whisper.
“Oh, God!” Peter closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Are you saying what I think you are?” Please, please let the answer be yes!
Eyes still closed, he felt her slide his jacket off his shoulders. He opened them as it fell to the ground and found himself looking into brilliant pools of blue, darkened with need. Without speaking, she began to unbutton his shirt, keeping her gaze locked on his. All of a sudden, he swung her into his arms and headed to his bedroom, the ache in his leg completely forgotten. They kicked off their shoes, and then he laid her on the covers and stretched over her. He held himself off her and stared down into her eyes. He started to lower his head to hers, but he stopped when he saw something beneath and behind the desire. He pushed himself back up and looked at her with concern.
“Denise? Are you sure about this?”
She nodded her head, but her voice was shaking when she said, “Yes, I’m sure. It’s just that…”
“What? Please tell me. I don’t want to do anything that you’ll regret later.”
“No, I won’t regret it. It’s just that, well, I’ve never been with anyone but my husband. I’m afraid that…that you’ll be disappointed.” She turned her head to the side so that he couldn’t see her embarrassment.
“Oh, I see,” he replied, and he gently turned her head back to him. He kissed her softly while he took her hand and guided it to the bulge in his pants. “This is what you do to me, Denise,” he said, his voice thick with desire, “with just your kisses and your touch. I promise you, I won’t be disappointed.”