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About the author:
Life in Northern California is full of surprises, including these romance novels. I have been happily married for thirty years, and we have raised two wonderful children. I honestly wouldn’t trade places with anyone else, living or dead, real or imagined.
What inspired you to write your book?
A meditation in Arizona
Here is a short sample from the book:
As I walked down the aisle of the Fiery Boys tour bus completely naked, I paused to consider the transformation I had undergone. This was not supposed to have happened–I’d told myself it wouldn’t, many times. And yet, here I was, acting like a horny wannabe. I managed not to laugh at myself as I strutted toward the living room. So many other women had done this–why couldn’t I?
The boys were sitting at the table, not expecting to see me like this. When I came into view, they whooped out loud, laughing and applauding my excellent choice of clothing.
I stopped in the hall and propped my hands on my hips, a classic groupie pose with a touch of haughtiness. I loved the feeling of posing like this, totally captivating all four of them. There were no other men in the world I’d do this for.
Slowly, I advanced toward the living room table, exaggerating my wiggle as I walked. My sexy Fiery Boy lover and I stared at each other with barely contained amusement and a hunger that all could see.
I came to a stop by his side and gave him my best game. “Oh, I just love the Fiery Boys!” My voice was an octave higher than normal and loaded with adulation. I even let out a full fan-girl squeal. “How can I get that big, strong rocker between my legs?” I swiveled my hips and pulled his face to my belly. The other three pounded the table and hooted.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and held me tight. “This outfit ought to do the trick.” He stood up, slung me over his shoulder, and carried me back to the bedroom amid catcalls and whistles from the living room.