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About the author:
Sherry Reid is a happily married erotica author living in the South. When she isn’t working her day job, she’s probably writing, spending time with the family (including four adorable cats), or baking from scratch.
What inspired you to write your book?
I’m former military and, although I was single and unattached at the time, family and military buddies alike weren’t. The long distance thing, drawn out for months or longer, makes relationships challenging (put mildly). What I wanted to do, with this first installment in the series, was capture the core of Ben and Jackie’s relationship: their sexual compatibility. There’s a lot more to these two people than that, of course, but how much they miss each other when they’re apart–along with how well they come back together even after so much time spent thousands of miles away from each other–matters.
Here is a short sample from the book:
As hard as it was to believe, Ben would be home in just three hours. Still, that moment felt like it was days away. Since getting up that morning, Jackie had watched time creep by; each hour felt like a day, if not longer.
Six months, Jackie thought while she put the laundry into the dryer. Half a year since she’d seen her husband, who’d only been home for a couple of weeks of leave. That bittersweet embrace at the airport was the last time they’d touched each other. Talking on the phone every few weeks just wasn’t the same, especially with his squad mates nearby.
“I’ll be back before you know it,” her soldier had said at the airport.
“Be safe,” she’d replied. “Don’t you dare run over an IED.”
Ben was a Humvee mechanic who worked in a shop most of the time; the odds of him being in one of the Army’s vehicles when it ran over an improvised bomb were very low, but Jackie worried. Lots of other things in Afghanistan could cripple or kill him: a bad guy on a suicide mission; a mortar attack; a Humvee, or one of its heavy parts, falling on him.
She’d worried for nothing, though; Ben was on the plane and, in just a few hours, would be where he belonged.
Something could still go wrong between now and then, but Jackie shrugged off the concern that crept into her mind. She didn’t have time for any more of that. Today, she had to get ready for his plane, which would safely land just a few hours from then.
There wasn’t much left to do: finish laundry and pack her overnight bag, mostly. Those chores wouldn’t fill all the time, but they were something. After the few, sleepless nights she’d had, anything to make the minutes go by would help.
The airport was forty-five minutes away from their home. While she started the dryer, she mentally calculated how long she’d need to park and walk into the terminal. All told, she should probably walk out the door an hour and a half before his plane landed…if she could wait that long to grab her keys, get into the car, and go.