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Christina Thacher doesn’t use her real name for her erotica, if only to keep her boss from teasing her about her “smut.” She’s an urban professional writing about urban professionals having kinky sex. Her inspiration is obvious, she says: she just imagines what she would like to have happen to her and the next thing she knows, the book’s done. Of course, between her day job as a bankruptcy lawyer and her secret life as a BDSM erotica author, Christina barely has time to date. Just as well…none of the men she meets are as sexy as her heroes. As long as that proves true, she’ll keep writing books.
What inspired you to write your book?
The law—in this case, a will—puts two people into a certain real-life situation. There’s a lot of hot sex and a happy ending. Which, frankly, is more than my legal career provides…but at least I get to write about it.
Here is a short sample from the book:
The lawyer looked at him. Assessing him in some way. Cal just looked back. Not a staring contest, precisely. More like a test—a test Cal suspected he was passing.
The moment ended and Lyon continued with his dry-as-dust explanation.
“There are other legatees, but those bequests are relatively small. I believe the largest is fifty thousand dollars.”
Relatively small? What exactly was this guy getting at?
Cal’s throat closed. In music, he’d know exactly what was coming next—a key change, a crescendo, a change in tempo. The cue to the listener that said, “This is about to get really weird.”
Once again, they stared at each other. Finally, the lawyer said, “You inherit the rest.”
“Wait—the rest of what?”
“It was Bruno’s wish that you step into his life. His houses, his cars, his wealth, everything.”
“Oh.” It was impossible to comprehend what an uncle he barely knew had wanted. Plus, the music hadn’t shifted yet. Cal braced himself.
Lyon looked down at his hands, which were large, with slender fingers. They made Cal’s hands look like ham fists.
Cal could feel the transition. He could hear it in his head.
“One more thing. Bruno left you Sara.”
Wait—what? “I don’t think—what did you say?’”
“Bruno was the master to a sexual submissive, Sara Braverman. I drew up the agreement between them. He’s left her to you.”
“Can you leave someone to…uh, to someone else? Is that even legal?”
Mackenzie Lyon smiled, a wide curve of his lips. Cal’s question amused him. “Of course not. Bruno and Sara’s arrangement was a fully consensual relationship that could have been terminated at any time by either party without legal penalty. The Thirteenth Amendment of the Constitution has outlawed the ownership of human beings. Furthermore, it is contrary to societal norms to enter into a master-slave relationship. Thus, their legal arrangement could not be enforced in a court of law.”
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