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What’s Your Ultimate Romantic Getaway?
I was recently asked, what do I consider to be the ultimate romantic getaway. I’m a relatively hyper person, but when it comes to getaways, I like things to be relaxed and leisurely. However, I don’t think relaxed means lacking romance.
The place doesn’t really matter to me. It’s the company. There’s something to be said for waking up late and snuggling with your partner (or partners). Having your senses slowly awakened by leisurely caresses and gruff whispers. I love knowing that the only itinerary I have to follow for the day is the one created by the need to be with the person I love. For me every “relaxing” moment is an element of romance.
The hero in my latest book Jaxon “Jax” Grey, shares my sentiments. I didn’t set out to make our views so similar, but hey, muses can be funny sometimes. When Jax sets out to win the love of his best friend and business partner, Pepper Holts, he decides to use every method of persuasion he can muster to create the ultimate romantic getaway.
One of my two favorite scenes to write in this book were a dinner for two, that Jax was determined to be romantic and a walk through the woods that Pepper struggled to be immune to.
What’s your idea of the ultimate romantic getaway? What makes you sigh and just say…Perfection?
I hope you get a chance to read my latest book, PERSUASION SKILLS and get a chance to see how my latest hero Jax orchestrates his version of a romantic getaway. He’s got his location set, his plan (mostly) in place and all he needs is for Pepper to cooperate.
GENRE: Erotic Contemporary Romance
BLURB. . .
In the aftermath of a major health scare, Pepper Holts makes the relief-inspired decision to seize the day. Unfortunately, most of her “seizing” involves a bit of merlot and her best friend’s pants! After a shared night of passion she realizes that her feelings for Jax are a lot more complicated than she ever thought.
Jax has finally realized that his allergy to marriage has nothing to do with the institution itself, and everything to do with the women in his bed—or more specifically, the one woman not in his bed. Her reaction to their one night together has him scrambling to regroup. So he does what he knows best—he disappears, and he thinks. The plan?—convince Pepper into staying with him at a secluded cabin for one week. One week of pretending to be a happily married couple to show her how great they could be together.
TAGS: Contemporary,BDSM, Light Bondage, Erotic, Interracial
EXCERPT. . .
“It’s beautiful here, isn’t it?”
His softly-spoken question pulled her away from her thoughts.
“Yeah, I can kind of see the appeal,” she said blandly. “I only wish it weren’t so cold.”
He tugged on her hand, pulling her to a stop.
“You’re such a city girl,” he said.
She loved how his lips were always so quick to twitch up into a teasing smile.
“Oh, please. Like you’re Mr. Wilderness,” she said, smirking up at him.
“I used to come up to Colorado alot with my family when I was a kid. We would rent a one-room cabin with no electricity and spend our days sledding, walking the trails, or just reading by the fire, Ms. Know-It-All,” he said tweaking her nose.
She looked around her and shook her head. Jax loved his creature comforts, so the image of him as a carefree child romping around the woods with no electronics to tinker with was difficult to process.
“Somehow, I just don’t see you as the type of kid who liked to commune with nature. I’m pretty sure it doesn’t come with a twelve volt outlet.”
The corners of his eyes crinkled in mirth. “True, but my dad always thought there was just something unnatural about palm trees and bougainvilleas in winter. So he used to drag us up here every year for Christmas.” He scanned the woods around them. “The quiet kind of grows on you. It taught me focus. Besides, this is where I fell in love with all things electronic.”
“Was it withdrawal?”
“Oh, ye of little faith, Poindexter. I found an old broken battery-operated radio at the bottom of a storage trunk one day and started tinkering with it. I spent the majority of that trip just trying to figure out how to make it work.” He shook his head at her, chuckling softly.
“I think my interest was ninety percent desperation and ten percent genuine interest, but by the time we made it back home, I couldn’t wait to hit the library and solve the puzzle. I’ve been addicted ever since.”
“Unfortunately for me.” She didn’t bother to hide the sarcasm in her voice. His addiction to and knowledge of all things electronic were what kept her trapped on a mountain top.
A pinpoint of ice hit her nose, and she looked up to see snowflakes falling down towards them in an intricate pattern of lace across the sky.
As if waiting for the celestial cue, a slow shiver worked its way up her spine.
“I think it might be time to head back.”
He chuckled and began to back her slowly across the path. She stumbled back warily, warning bells going off at the devilish look in his eyes as he crowded her against the cold trunk of a tree.
“What are you doing?”
At the press of his hips against hers, a flush of heat began to work its way through her body. He ignored her as he removed her gloves and tucked them into his back pocket. She watched in confusion as he unzipped his coat.
“You know, all this man-handling is so not attractive.”
“I’m just trying to do what any good husband would do,” he said, grinning at her as he began chaffing her hands between his own. “I’m warming up my wife.”
She couldn’t think of much more to say as she stared down at his big hands enveloping hers and bit back a sigh. His strong hands were fast becoming an obsession for her. She was definitely heating, and it had very little to do with his rubbing motions.
“Um, I think I’m warm enough,” she finally said, trying to pull her hands away from his grasp.
“Hmm, I don’t think so.” His smile deepened as he dragged her hands down the front of his sweater. “I mean, it’s really cold out here.”
Oh no, I know that smile.
Wicked. Just plain wicked.
She wasn’t sure how it had happened, but somehow he’d worked her hands under his sweater and she was touching the warm flesh of his hard abdomen.
His really firm, hot, and fantastically hard abdomen.
She didn’t have the will to fight back her groan as he leaned down and gave her a scorching kiss.
Absently, she was glad that she hadn’t known how great a kisser he was all the years of their friendship. She would have never been able to concentrate through all of their barbeques and business meetings if she had known how sexily his tongue could curl into her mouth, how he kissed with his whole body, making her want to beg him to kiss her all over.
She would have spent even more time fantasizing about crawling into his lap, which was saying a lot since that fantasy played through her mind at least once during every encounter with him, and that had been before she’d slept with him.
He began to withdraw from the kiss, but she quickly wrapped her arms around to his back and pulled him closer.
When he lifted his head slightly away from her lips, she stood on tiptoe reaching for him.
“Still cold,” she murmured huskily before pressing her mouth hungrily against his.
ABOUT LAUREL CREMANT
Laurel is a romance author, who like most writers loves to read. Her first love (pun intended) has always been romance. From the sappy YA romance novel to the more risqué erotica novels, Laurel is a sucker for a good love story.
Laurel writes paranormal and contemporary romance and is a self proclaimed, out of the closet nerd. She admits that she can’t seem to avoid adding a bit of “nerdology” or “geek-dom” to all of her books. Living in Miami, she also admits that she can’t seem to avoid giving her heroines gorgeous shoes, “In Miami, we worship everything strappy, open toed and just plain hot!”
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Thank you, Laurel! The book looks wonderful and definitely persuading 😉