When I saw what this hot new author’s bringing to the table, I couldn’t WAIT to have her as a guest here at the bar. If you haven’t heard of her yet, you’re going to want to! Check out her funny story about golf and her take on werewolves, and then click on her name for a scorching excerpt right off her own site! Ladies and gentlemen:
Book blurb for Sharp Change
Only the hottest sex can cool a wolf in heat…
After her sister is bitten by a werewolf, geneticist Sophia Reece begins researching shape-shifters and isolates a gene she calls Furry Beast—FB for short. But in her excitement over her discovery—dancing in the lab is never a good idea—she has a teeny little accident with the samples, one canine, one feline, and winds up landing on the syringes, pointy side up.
Werewolf Chase is head over heels in lust with Sophia. He can’t stop thinking about the human’s sexy body or how badly he wants to get her naked. But she acts as if he has fleas. So why, all of a sudden, does she stare at him like a wolf in heat? And what smells like cat?
When she experiences her first mating heat, Sophia isn’t prepared for the new feelings she’s experiencing, and her secret desire for Chase refuses to remain under wraps. For Chase, this is his wildest fantasy come true—to finally get his hands on the curvy, caramel-skinned Latina. But when some serious predators come sniffing around her research, Sophia will have to find out what she’s really made of, and Chase will have to decide if he’s man—or wolf—enough to make things permanent…
and now a funny experience.
I have no idea about anything GOLF related. I’ve never played and don’t know any of the terminology. So When I started working for a person that loved to play golf it was obvious that I would be setting up matches for him. He was a great boss and super sweet. One day he was going to a match and someone called to ask me about his information for the registration. Again, I know nothing golf. The person asks me what his handicap is. So I said I didn’t know. And how rude of that person to ask personal things like that! So I went into his office and I said “I’m so sorry!” and he looks at me like i grew a second head and asks why?…So I say “Is it your asthma? Is that your disability?” again, he stares at me and has no idea what I’m talking about. I explained that someone called about the golf tournament and they were super rude trying to find out his handicap. And he laughed and laughed…and yep laughed some more. He explained, after much laughter, that handicap was a number to determine how good he was at playing the game. It had nothing to do with a physical handicap. So I was left looking O.O pretty shell shocked. I felt like an idiot, but he said I made his day. He told EVERYONE about it and they all thought I was the funniest thing. I still know nothing about golf, but I do know what a handicap is LOL.
And a little bit about me:
I live in NYC and work for a financial services company. I am married with the same man for twelve years. We have a little boy, he’s six and a dog named Speedy. I am addicted to chocolate, preferably Godiva but under pressure I will eat any kind. I’m also big fan of Dunkin Donuts Iced Lattes and love online shopping!
Don’t forget to check back Thursday for Axes and Echoes. In the meantime, thanks for coming by, Milly and all you wonderful readers!
Until next time,