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Award winning Author of the Independent Press Award and NYC Big Book Award.
My love for writing began several years ago after an early retirement from a demanding job that I loved, but also hated because it consumed so much of my time. Now, I am able to focus my time on what I love. Writing romance has been a life long dream and to actually say that I am a published author is beyond what I would have ever expected.
Even though some may say I have a little naughtiness in my books, I look at it as an added bonus for my readers. After all what is a romance book without a little spice.
When I am not writing, I enjoy spending time with friends either at home or out on the town. Mostly, I enjoy a relaxing night at home where I can enjoy a glass of wine in the company of a good book.
What inspired you to write your book?
I had written a trilogy earlier called the Shattered Innocence Trilogy and I wanted to expand on the security company hired to protect the woman he was falling for. I felt they deserved to tell their own story.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Damn,” I said to myself as I adjusted the towel around my waist that I almost lost completely while trying to go after the biggest pain in my ass. Never had a woman given me the biggest hard-on I’ve ever had, just by looking at her gorgeous face. Never had a woman been more confusing than Nikki.
I knew it was too late to catch her, but that didn’t mean that I couldn’t do a little investigation of my own. Walking to my room. I dropped the towel and put on a pair of jeans, commando style, and a dark t-shirt. Grabbing my keys, I headed out to do a little stakeout of my own. Just because she left didn’t mean I couldn’t watch what she was going to do next.
Putting my Rubicon in reverse, I backed out of my parking spot and headed out of the covered parking garage. Thumping the steering wheel with my thumb to the music playing on the radio, I thought about all the things that didn’t make sense with this woman. Even when we were in Kierabali, she didn’t act like someone who was nervous about some of the things we asked her to do. It seemed like it was just another ride around the block for her.
Heading into Brooklyn, I took I-278 to Atlantic Avenue, then left on Belmont. I still couldn’t understand why anyone would want to live in this area of Brooklyn. Stopping at the end of the block where her apartment building was located, I put my Jeep into park and waited for any movement. Knowing where her apartment was located, I quickly spotted the lights on, along with the bars on her windows that I noticed earlier.
Making myself as comfortable as I could, I sat back and watched. When I was just about ready to give up, I saw someone come out of the building. Even though the person was wearing a hoodie, I could tell that it was
Nikki walking away from the apartment building and heading west. Keeping my distance, I slowly began driving, creeping along, while watching her every move as she continued to walk at a fast pace. I almost thought that she might have made me, but when she went inside an old brick building. I knew I was safe.
Placing the Jeep in park and turning off the engine, I got out and walked across the street to the old building that she entered. I had no idea what this place was, but as soon as I opened the door, it was clear to see that it was some sort of boxing club. The smell of leather and sweat was everywhere. There were also three boxing rings with several punching bags surrounding the perimeter. A couple of guys in the one ring were fighting with no gloves on their hands. The only thing protecting them was the white adhesive tape wrapped around their hands and in between their fingers.
With my eyes peeled, I watched Nikki head to the back of the building, where I assumed the locker rooms were. The majority of the people inside the building were men, so it made me wonder where she would be going.
Keeping a low profile behind a steel beam, I waited for her to appear. Watching the men spar, I realized how good some of them really were. Some of them would make great additions to the security company. Looking around the room, I noticed that there were a few women off in the corner working the speed bags. It was really quite a sight watching them test their quickness.
While I stayed out of sight, Nikki finally entered the large boxing area. She had changed her clothes and was now wearing tight black spandex shorts along with a teal-colored sports bra. This woman was fit. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her gorgeous body. Seeing her, it was the first time I had seen so much of her skin. I had a pretty good idea, just by the way she wore her clothing, that she had a gorgeous body under all that material, but this was way beyond that.
Lusting over this woman, I watched her walk over to a black man who was in the far corner of the gym. When she held out her hands, he began wrapping them, first with heavy gauze and then with white adhesive tape.
The way he was wrapping the tape around her hand and in between her fingers, I knew he must have done this a time or two.
Stepping back a couple of paces behind the beam, I couldn’t let Nikki see me as she began making her way to the boxing ring closest to where I was standing. As she climbed through the ropes, I watched her make a few air punches to loosen her shoulders. I wasn’t sure who she would be fighting, but it had to be one of the girls warming up in the corner of the gym. The only problem with that theory was that they weren’t moving. It was only after a man who stood at least six inches taller than her entered the ring that I realized who she was up against. There was no fucking way this guy was going to fight her. I wanted to get her away from him. I knew that given his height and weight, he had a big advantage over her.
With my fist clenched, ready to fight this guy myself, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Nikki was actually holding her own. For every punch he threw, she ducked, then gave him a punch of her own. If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I would never believe that she would be able to take this guy on. She was so quick on her feet that he didn’t know what her next move would be, or if it was going to be her fists making a connection with his body or her foot. It was unreal. I had never seen a woman fight this way before. She was better than most of the guys here.
The more I watched her the more I was amazed by her fighting ability. It made me think that she could probably kick my ass. “Nah, not quite,” I thought to myself.
After seeing enough, I headed back to the entrance door and decided it was better to just wait until she finished her workout. As I walked to my car, I kept wondering why a beautiful girl like Nikki would be spending her afternoons in a boxing gym. More than anything, it concerned me how good she was at it. Fighting the way she did wasn’t something that she learned overnight. She definitely had been doing this for some time. I needed to find out how long and why.
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