Mid Week Tease: Fight or Flight #MWTease

Happy Middle of the Week! 

My round of edits are due today. Woo-hoo!

In true just-in-time management style, I’m spending the day putting the finishing touches on my editing pass before returning the MS of Colors of Us to my editor. The release date is pending her comments, but I should be able to announce it soon!

For now, please enjoy today’s tease from Colors of Us. Background to the scene: Hunter realizes something has Michelle spooked and asked her to join him at the gym… 

Michelle almost turned around at least three times on her way, but curiosity got the best of her and she found herself stepping down a flight of cement stairs to a metal door in need of a paint job. “Max’s Gym” is all that appeared on the card, along with an address and phone number. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected. Her best guess was a gym filled with weight and cardio machines and maybe some spin classes. What she found when she opened the basement-level door was anything but typical of a city gym. The aroma reminiscent of a high school locker room flooded her nose immediately. Her eyes adjusted to the dim light as she scanned the dusty room. Two boxing rings and an assortment of punching bags dangled from stands, walls, and the ceiling. Stony glances in her direction from the few men in the joint screamed, You’re in the wrong place, sweetheart.

“You lost?” a gruff female voice asked.

Michelle spun around to face the chipped Formica desk. An older woman with gray-streaked hair pulled into a ponytail offered a warm smile.


“Ya look lost,” the woman said, leaning her elbows on the desk.

“I’m meeting someone here.” Michelle passed her the card.

“Yup, you’re in the right place, then. I’m Max.” She extended a calloused hand. “Is that the guy you’re supposed to meet?” Max jerked her head toward the window.

Michelle turned and caught a flash of Hunter rushing down the stairs with a couple bottles of water and what looked to be black boxing gloves under his arm. A whoosh of cool wind bit her cheeks as he swung open the door.

His lips upturned into a smile when he saw Michelle. “Sorry I’m late. I stopped for water.” He jiggled the bottles in his right hand and turned to Max. “Good morning, Maxie. Have you been entertaining my new student?”

Michelle crossed her arms. “Your what?”

“Student. I’m going to show you how to defend yourself.”

Between his words, the noise of gloves hitting punching bags, and the pungent smell, nausea rose in her throat. “I-I don’t think this is a good idea after all.” She rushed past Hunter, pushed open the door, and climbed the stairs to the sidewalk. Stopping, she took a few deep breaths of fresh air. Footsteps sounded behind her.

“Where you going? I thought you wanted to learn to fight?”

She spun around. “Where’d you get that idea? I can’t fight. I don’t have it in me.”

“I think you do. Everybody has the ability to fight. Come back in and give it a shot.”

Michelle shifted her weight from one sneaker to the next. Her gaze moved from the gym door to Hunter.

“Trust me on this. It’s great therapy. I know what I’m talking about.” He held out his hand and raised his brows.

She searched his eyes. The heat of his gaze loosened the knot of anxiety in her belly. She had the feeling he needed to teach her as much as she needed to try. Maybe more.

Michelle nodded and took his hand. “Okay, I’ll try.”

Colors of Us


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Sexy Sexclusive: Love by Design by Evie Knight

This week’s Sexy Sexclusive is from fabulous friend and author, Evie Knight, and her new release, Love by Design. I was fortunate to beta read Love by Design and I simply adored the story. If you closely on the cover you’ll see how much I loved it! :)

Enjoy this sexy exclusive from one of my favorite scene of the book….

He slipped a blindfold over her eyes. The cool brush of the satin on her skin heightened her senses even more. “The game is called Guess my Cupcake. I’ll give you a taste, and you tell me what it is.” Tristan tied the blindfold behind her head.

“That’s not fair.” Mandy inhaled deeply and waved her hands in front of her, trying to find any lingering baking smells in his kitchen. “I can’t smell anything. Did you bake them here? How am I supposed to know if I don’t even have a clue?”

Tristan’s rich laugh rippled through her, waking up every cell in her body. “I baked them at the store.”

The sound of drawers opening and closing, dishes, and silverware reached her ears. Then he sat next to her and ran his fingers lightly down her back, tracing a path. Mandy straightened in her seat, pressing her legs together, trying to ignore the effect his touch had on her.

“You only have to guess five of them right,” he whispered in her ear.

The brush of his lips on her earlobe made her breathless, and she swallowed. “Got it.”

“All right. Guess my cupcake, baby.”

“The heat emanating from his body covered the length of hers and her mouth watered. Mandy parted her lips, ready to finally have a taste of the famous cupcakes she’d denied herself up until now.

Nothing could’ve prepared her for this experience.

Flavors of rich dark chocolate, with a hint of vanilla, and raspberry melted in her mouth. Forget the rest of however many cupcakes he had. She wanted to eat this one and have one more of the same. If someone asked her to describe an orgasm, this would be her definition of it.

Love by Design by Evie Knight


Rules are meant to be broken… only, he chooses which ones to break.

Renowned, self-taught baker Tristan James has everything going for him. Great friends. Women. Business success. His ultimate goal is to host his own TV show. All is perfect… until Mandy walks into his life. Tristan fears she’ll make him unearth the secrets he keeps.

She plays by the rules.

Amanda Roberts dreams of becoming a famous shoe designer, but her insecurities stand between her and her dream. She’s ready to give up when Tristan dares her to pursue her goal. Falling prey to his charms isn’t something she counts on, yet it’s unavoidable.

As their dreams finally become a reality, they must choose between love or the opportunity of a lifetime.

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Author Bio:

Evie Knight writes wickedly sexy contemporary romances with irresistible bad boys, sassy heroines, a bit of conflict, humor and a dash of spice. When she’s not hard at work writing, she spends her time blogging, reading, listening to music, or looking for a muse.

She lives in sunny Southern California.

Evie loves hearing from her readers. Feel free to drop her a line at evie@evie-knight.com or you can stalk her on Twitter @inlovewromance.

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Mid Week Tease: A McAvery Misunderstanding #MWTease

It’s teasing time and almost time for the Colors of Us launch!

Today’s tease is from Michelle’s first visit to McAvery’s Bar where she’s meeting Jacey about a painting (teaser for the teaser: we’ll see more of Jacey later in the series! :) ).

The door swung open, streaming sunlight into the darkened bar. A slight form with long dark hair carrying a large portfolio bag shuffled in. Looking up, she scanned the bar and met Hunter’s stare before averting her eyes to the floor.

Since seeing her face captured in the painting, he noticed things about her that weren’t evident when he spoke to her at the coffee shop. One thing was for sure, the canvas didn’t do her justice. She was beautiful, but not in an obvious way. Hunter couldn’t help but try to get her to look his way again, so he could look into eyes the color of blueberries at summertime. But it was more than her features that set her apart from anyone else he’d known. She exhibited a grace and maturity beyond her young years.

“Can I help you with that?” Alex asked as he held the door.

Her gaze moved to Alex, and she shook her head, wisps of hair falling into her eyes. “No, I can manage,” she said quietly.

Jacey shooed Alex out of the bar before turning to greet the visitor. “You must be Michelle. I’m Jacey.” She extended her hand.

Michelle shifted her bulky portfolio case into her left hand and slipped her right palm into Jacey’s, offering her a shy smile.

“Let’s sit over there where we can spread out.” Jacey pointed to a table across from the bar.

Michelle followed to the table, laid the portfolio on the surface, and carefully removed the contents. Hunter watched as she treated each sketch, photograph, and small canvas with the care of handling England’s crown jewels.

He wiped his hands on a towel and walked around the bar to the table. “Hi, we met yesterday at Primo,” Hunter said, offering his hand.

Michelle’s eyes met his and she extended her hand. “That’s right. Hi again.”

“That cookie you suggested was amazing. You certainly know your baked goods.”

Her gaze traveled from his eyes to his mouth before her cheeks flushed.

Hunter shook her hand and tilted his head, trying to regain her gaze. “You’re talented.” Her palm was small and warm in his grasp.

“Thank you,” she said, pulling her hand away. She turned to the table and straightened one of the sketches as her cheeks turned redder.

Hunter looked over her samples. “You didn’t bring pictures of your self-portraits from the gallery.”

“No. Um. They seemed to be out of Jacey’s price range.”

Hunter chuckled. “I think everything is out of Jacey’s price range.”

Jacey stood and nudged Hunter with her hip. “Look at this one. It’s perfect for Alex.” She pointed to a rendering of a city pub Michelle painted when she first moved to the city.

Michelle furrowed her brow. “Who’s Alex?”

“My boyfriend, silly. I thought I mentioned the painting was for my boyfriend,” Jacey said as she flipped through Michelle’s sketches.

“You did, but I thought—” Michelle turned to Hunter.

“You thought Hunter was my boyfriend?” Jacey giggled and swatted Hunter on the shoulder. “No, this is for the other McAvery brother, Alex. You and I, Hunt. Imagine that.” Jacey winked.

“I’m having a hard time picturing it, Jace.” Hunter exaggerated a shudder.

“Hey!” Jacey punched him lightly and turned to Michelle. “I’m not his type, anyway.” Jacey’s gaze traveled down to Michelle’s boot-clad feet and up to her long dark hair, seemingly assessing her as a possible candidate.

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Cover Art Reveal: Colors of Us #CoverReveal @EvernightPub

Look what landed in my inbox this weekend! Oh yes, it’s cover art goodness for Color of Us, the first book in my brand new McAvery Brothers Series…

Colors of Us (The McAvery Brothers #1)

Genre: Contemporary Romance/New Adult

August 2014 release from Evernight Publishing


Everything she knew to be true fell apart. Then fell apart again…

Michelle Willis is running from her past. What better place to hide than in the anonymity of New York City. Finding refuge in a tiny SoHo art gallery, she rebuilds her life one painting at a time.

A wrong turn sends Hunter McAvery on a crash course with disaster. He fights his own demons by following his big brother’s lead – drinking and bed-hopping his way through Manhattan.

A glance at Michelle’s self-portrait triggers emotions Hunter can’t tamp down. Driven to meet the artist, he discovers a fiery chemistry as their lives collide. But when their past threatens to tear them apart, can their love survive?


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Mid Week Tease: A Sweet Meet #MWTease

Welcome to the middle of the week and the middle of the summer. It goes by fast, doesn’t it?

Edits are back for The Colors of Us and I’m enjoying adding layers and extra sexy to Hunter and Michelle after being away from them for a few weeks.

Today’s tease is from the scene at the coffee shop where they first meet over a decadent peanut butter chocolate chip cookie. Cheyenne, Michelle’s coworker and friend, makes an appearance in the tease too! She’s one of my favorite characters. :)

“You work around here?” he asked.

Michelle turned to the stranger again. He casually brushed the hair from his eye, revealing a jagged scar above his eyebrow. Something about the warmth in his eyes made her want to reach up and touch the imperfection that somehow seemed perfect on his face.

His lips curled upward. “You don’t have to tell me. Shit. I usually don’t chat up strangers in a coffee line. I must really need a cup of coffee.” He scrubbed his fingers over the scruff on his face, which outlined a strong chin.

“I work in one of the galleries. You?” she asked quietly.

“I’m at McAvery’s.”

“The bar?”

“Yeah.” He tilted his head and smiled. “You ever go there?”

Michelle tried not to stare at the way his lips showcased straight white teeth. He could melt an icicle with his smile. She met his gaze. “No, but I ride past it on my way to work. I love the facade. It’s a great building.”

He nodded. “It’s one of the oldest bars in the city. I’m Hunter, by the way.” He placed the certificate in his left hand and offered her his other. “Ride as in a motorcycle?”

“Michelle. And no, ride as in a bicycle.” She slipped her hand into his. The heat of his palm warmed her fingers. His sleeve rode up a corded forearm, revealing more of his tattoo before his sleeve covered it again. The colors and intricate design intrigued her, even though she wasn’t sure what it depicted.

“Looks like you’re up, Michelle. Pick your poison.” Hunter nodded to the counter.

Michelle pulled her hand away and ordered two caramel macchiato coffees with extra whipped cream.

“Anything else, miss,” asked the barista.

She glanced at the dish of peanut butter chocolate cookies in the pastry case and remembered her empty pockets. “Thanks, but just the coffee,” she said, pushing the coffee certificates across the counter.

The barista turned to Hunter. “What can I get you?”

“Coffee, black, and….” He turned to Michelle. “What do you recommend?”

Michelle scanned the pastry case. “I’d get the peanut butter chocolate chip cookie.”

Hunter held up two fingers. “Two of those, please.”

Michelle collected her drinks, took a sip from one of them, and closed her eyes.

“That good?” Hunter asked after he passed his voucher and a few dollars to the barista.

“Yeah, really good. Have a good day.” Michelle took another sip and turned toward the door to leave.

“Hold on a sec.” He pulled one of the cookies out of the bag and handed it to Michelle. “Thanks for the recommendation.”

She shook her head. “Oh, no thanks. Save it for later. I gotta get back to work.”

He tilted his head. “Please take it as a thank you for keeping me company in that long line.”

Michelle looked from the cookie to his golden-honey eyes. “Thanks.” Reaching for it, her fingers brushed against his, sending a tingle to places in her that hadn’t been touched in a long time. She lingered a moment longer than she should have. Glancing at him, she saw a sly smile form on his lips. She took the treat and turned before the heat creeping up her neck became visible on her cheeks.

“See you around.” Hunter called.

Michelle pushed the door open and hoped the cool air would restrain the heat building in her belly. Heading in the direction of the gallery, she took a bite of the cookie and savored the sweet and creamy goodness dancing on her tongue. The flavors of her favorite cookie teased her taste buds as she entered the gallery.

“What are you all smiles about? And why are you all flushed?” Cheyenne asked with her hands on her hips.

“I just ate something delicious. Here, I saved you half.” She handed her the coffee cup and half the cookie.

Cheyenne took a bite and groaned. “Oh, yeah. This is good. So good. Were they giving these out too?”

“Nope. The guy I talked to while we stood in line bought a couple and gave me one.”

Cheyenne held her finger up as she chewed and swallowed. “Hold on. You met a guy?”

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Mid Week Tease: HIS ~ Strength. Power. Experience. #MWTease @EvernigtPub

It’s that time again! 

This week’s tease is from my short story in the HIS Anthology. It’s only $0.99 this week on Evernight’s website! You can’t beat 12 super Alpha-sexy stories for under one dollar. 

Enjoy this scene from The Mobster’s Promise…

“The door won’t open any faster that way.”

“Leave me alone.” She kept her back to him as a tear escaped the corner of her eye.

“I’d forgotten what a stubborn streak you have.” His husky voice was so close, his breath tickled her cheek. “I’d also forgotten how fucking good you smell.”

Closing her eyes, she leaned her back against his chest. For a moment, just one moment, she was safe. The ding of the elevator jolted her back to reality. Hopping in before the doors opened all the way, she first pushed the button for the fifth floor, then pushed and held the close button. “Go back to your penthouse and let the commoners live in peace. Your money can’t solve everything.” She glared at him as the doors closed.

A scuff-free black shoe stopped the door, and he stepped into the car. “That’s what this is about? Because this isn’t about money. It’s about you,” he closed the space between them, “and me.”

Shutting her eyes, Julia’s senses filled with the familiar scent of fine whiskey and unadulterated man. His hands wound around her waist as she lifted her face to his. “Damn it, I trusted you, and look what happened. You betrayed me then you let me walk away,” she whispered.

Roarke’s thumb rubbed a circle under her ribcage. “It was the best thing for you.” His breath puffed against her lips, his mouth close to hers.

Julia slid her hand up his rock hard abs and breathed deep. Damn, she missed him. Groaning, her fingernails dug into his muscular chest as she pushed away. She lingered a second too long. His power coiled around her like a snake ready and willing to squeeze every ounce of common sense she had from her body. Strong but gentle, his fingers trailed up her arm and neck to the exact spot behind her ear that made her weak in the knees. He had a good memory, damn him.

Squeezing her eyes closed, she willed her tears to stay put. She couldn’t show him how much she wanted him. How much she needed him. Not now.

“We can’t do this.”
His grip loosened. “What are you so afraid of?”
Her will crumbled as tears ran down her cheeks. “You. This


“I’d never hurt you.” He cupped her face and wiped the tear with his thumb.


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MID WEEK TEASE: “Training begins today.” #MWTease #SRE


One of my favorite readers and Twitter pals, Cheyenne, tweeted my yesterday asking for one of my favorite quotes from my books. 

Oh, what a tough question! I’ll tweet out a few of my favorites today. Since Cheyenne’s a fan of Asher and Mia from my Satin Rose Experience series, today’s tease comes from the opening page of MIA’S SUBMISSION.

Mia Lavender raked her fingers through her damp hair as she walked out of the bathroom in the pink robe that dangled on a padded hanger from the hook on the door.

“Asher, I don’t get it. Where’s the—“

She scanned the empty suite. Asher Cane was gone but in his place was a silver tray with a bowl of cut fruit and a thick stack of French toast covered with a generous sprinkle of powdered sugar. A glass of orange juice and a steamy silver carafe of coffee completed the decadent meal which perched on the perfectly made bed. The aroma wafted to her nostrils and instantly made her stomach grumble. How does he do it? She picked up the long stemmed rose from the crystal bud vase on the tray and brought it to her nose when the red envelope leaning against the vase caught her eye.

Mia flopped down on the bed with a big grin as she ripped open the envelope.


Training begins today.

Last night was for fun, but understand I won’t be so easy on you today.

Eat. You’ll need your energy for the session I have planned for you. After you’re done go to Suite Five where there will be further instruction.

Since this will be your first real training, let’s think of it as a trial period. We’ll meet on equal footing in the lounge at midnight tonight. You have until then to decide if you’re in or out. I’ll need an all-in commitment from you.

PS ~ Last night was amazing.

Mia reread the letter while nibbling on a piece of French toast. Last night was amazing. Her heart fluttered as she pictured him writing the note.

Pouring a cup of coffee, she shook her head in amazement. In just twenty-four hours, Mia Lavender went from an administrative assistant for Rosebud Resorts to Vice President of Client Experience at the exclusive Satin Rose Experience or SRE division of Rosebud all because of her slip. Leaving her Twitter site open to Asher Cane’s very sexy eyes led to a slew of direct messages with @MandAGuy. Mia opened up and told him the most intimate details of her fantasy to submit her body to a Dominant. Those events landed her in submission training for the job Asher was convinced she was born to do. More importantly, she was in training to be his partner, his submissive. She wasn’t exactly sure what Asher had planned for her but there was only one way to find out. She popped a couple of pieces of fruit in her mouth, grabbed the access card Asher left in the envelope and padded in her bare feet to the door.

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Sexy Sexclusive: Executive Assistant Anthology @EvernightPub @Lila_Shaw

Welcome my next Sexy Sexclusive guest and my sister on the west coast, Lila Shaw! 

I’m thrilled to help Lila and the other wonderful authors who contributed to Evernight’s newest anthologies, Executive Assistant, show off their sexy stories.  A Knight with the Boss by Lila Shaw leads the M/F version. Catch the Sexy Sexclusive excerpt below…

Anthology Blurb:

Unleash your naughty side with Evernight’s Executive Assistant anthology…

These sizzling hot stories dare to explore the taboo world of office romance. From X-rated job interviews, controlling Doms, to the unprofessional use of office furniture—these twelves stories have it all.

Our bestselling authors are determined to make you squirm. You may never see the office the same way again!

 A Knight with the Boss Blurb:

When her father sells the family-owned video-gaming design business to a large competitor, Tory Knight learns to her dismay that the sale comes with a one-year non-compete agreement. She has no choice but to work for Gorman Designs if she wants to keep doing what she loves most.

Rafe Gorman is shocked to discover the asset he paid triple market value to acquire—lead programmer, VC Knight—is not the fatherly small businessman he bought out, but his very talented and desirable daughter, Victoria Carruthers-Knight.

Tory’s orientation session quickly heats up as Rafe takes his newest employee under his wing and to other levels of employment neither expects nor quite knows how to handle.

Sexy Sexclusive Excerpt:

Rafe fled his own office. He had to get out of there or lose his ever-loving mind more than he already had. What the fuck happened? Had he really screwed VC Knight, the VC Knight, on his conference room table? The woman he’d moved heaven and earth to acquire as an asset for his company for her brain. Her brain, idiot! Her brain, not her fucking body, not her delectable, satiny smooth skin or those long legs that actively coiled around him and egged him on. If they’d only dangled passively off the edge of the table. If only she’d turned her head away from his kiss. If only she hadn’t gazed at him with those smoky lust-filled eyes.


What she must think of him. He was the biggest prick imaginable. Not only for coming up with the dumbest strategic business move ever in that non-compete clause, but for blaming her, even for a nanosecond, for what had just happened.

What if she quit? He could let her out of her non-compete agreement … but he didn’t want to. He still wanted her, all of her, now more than ever.


Why couldn’t he keep it in his pants? Three hours. Three hours and he was humping her like a tomcat. He was not that guy! Bad enough he had forced her to work for him. He craved her respect and collaboration. His chances of salvaging them were slim to none now that he had unleashed his baser instincts on her.

He worked hard, kept his head down, rarely dated, though not for lack of aggressively interested women. Too many of those sought to barge their way in, but for the wrong reasons. None of them knew him despite their willingness to dangle sex on demand in front of him, or sometimes even shove it in his face. They only knew what they saw, or thought they saw. Some only wanted to roll in his balance sheet and income statement. He didn’t respect women like that. He respected brains and creativity and cleverness. Victoria embodied all those qualities.

The blame for all that had happened lay squarely on his shoulders. Maybe his zeal for VC Knight, his groupie-like need to have her for his company—her talents, that is—somehow got hopelessly tangled with up with the flesh and blood woman.

The urgent need to have her must have leeched into his primitive brain.

God, what a jerk he was. The only solution was to stay away from her, keep his head down, and do all his communication through Rachel. Yes. That’s how it would have to be, at least until … no, he couldn’t chance it. There was no “until.”

But he needed to at least apologize. Explain. Grovel. Beg her not to leave. Promise it wouldn’t happen again.

Rafe glanced around and realized he’d escaped all the way to his car in the underground parking garage. He squeezed his eyes shut, turned and retraced his steps to have that difficult conversation. Shoving his hands into his pockets for the walk of shame, he withdrew the damp cloth he found there: Victoria’s panties.

God, he sucked.

Sexy! I’m making my way through the anthology and, let me tell you – you don’t want to miss it! It’s the perfect beach read. 

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MID WEEK TEASE: The Cream Filling #MWTease

It’s Hump Day, my friends!

As I wait for edits on The Colors of Us, I’m hard at work on book 2. The characters are very strong willed and can’t wait to tell their story. ATM, Miranda is seated between two past lovers, the proper English artist, Jasper Hyde, and the edgy New Yorker, Alex McAvery. Think of her as the cream filling surrounded by two sinfully decadent cookies.

A tapered flute was placed in front of her, followed by two more on either side. A soft pop sounded above followed by a bubbly gurgle as a golden sparkle of her favorite champagne filled her glass. Miranda glanced at her dinner companions. What was to be a casual business dinner of five, complete with non-stop chatter from Cheyenne, became an intimate dinner for three. She lifted her glass, ignoring the fact that the tension was thicker than the fifty dollar steaks they were about to order. This was business, after all. So what if the man who shattered her heart in a million pieces sat to her left and the one who filled her every need was on her right. She swallowed hard, forcing the past from her mind. “A toast, gentlemen?”

Two sexy men bookends. What’s a girl to do?

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