A Joyful, Yet Naughty,New Year

naughtynewyearChristmas has come and gone and the end of the year is already upon us. Is it just me or does it feel as if 2013 has only just begun and already we are bidding it goodbye? While it’s sad to see another year end, the new year brings a fresh start and new possibilities … and well, if you live in the northeastern part of the US like me … plenty of cold and snow too. This time of year, I like to sit down and think about everything that I accomplished and then list everything I’d still like to do. I have a lot of goals for 2014 and one of those is to share a lot more of my writing.

I’ve already taken steps in that direction by making available two short stories for the holidays. The first was a Christmas story titled YOU’RE ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS that featured a woman returning home for the holidays for the first time since her husband left her for another woman. Michelle doesn’t know it but she’s about to come face-to-face with a gorgeous man named Evan who will certainly help to change her mood and make her decide that moving back home might not be so bad after all.

I enjoyed spending time with Michelle and Evan for that 5,000 word short story so I decided to follow them into the new year for the next story which is available now. NAUGHTY NEW YEAR is not a sequel in the sense that you have to have read the Christmas story to follow along. Each story stands on its own. But if you did read the first and you enjoyed Michelle and Evan as much as I did, then you won’t want to miss their newest adventures.

In NAUGHTY NEW YEAR, the couple can’t get enough of spending time with each other, clothes optional. Michelle is enjoying her new found romance but reluctant to get too comfortable. After all, Evan hasn’t made any attempts to actually take her out on a proper date. It’s mostly been between-the-sheets fun. She’s happy to continue until her soon-to-be ex-husband makes a reappearance. He swears he’s made a mistake and he wants her back. Now she isn’t sure which way to go. Should she return to the comfort of married life or take a chance with a fresh start in the new year?

The excerpt…

“What’s wrong?”

She turned around surprised to find Evan standing in the doorway with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, fresh from the shower, and still dotted with drops of water. He looked absolutely delicious and under any other circumstances, she’d have been tempted to take advantage of him in such a vulnerable state.

“He’s on his way to my parents’ house,” she mumbled quietly, still in shock after reading the message.

“What? Who?”

“My ex-husband.”

“Why?” Now Evan’s face looked almost as pale as she felt.

“I don’t know. He said he needed to talk to me and apparently, it couldn’t wait. He took the next flight out of Chicago and should arrive sometime this afternoon.”

“What are you going to do?”

What could she do, she wondered? She shrugged her shoulders. It was too late to tell him not to come and she doubted it would have done much good anyway. Like it or not, she was going to have to face him.

“I have to go back to my parents’ house anyway. I guess I will hear him out.”

“What if he wants you back?” Evan’s voice sounded strained and she wondered for a moment if he was truly worried he would lose her. Not her, of course, she reminded herself, but her body.

“I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it, I suppose.”

Michelle pushed her arms into her coat and zipped avoiding eye contact with Evan. He was still standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a towel and she knew that it was dangerous to stay so close to him for too long. She needed to get back to her parents’ house, hopefully before Steve got there.

“Does this mean our plans for New Year’s Eve are off?” he said watching her adjust her gloves and hat.

“Why would you think that?”

“Oh, I don’t know, because your husband is back.”

“This probably has more to do with a glitch in the paperwork than anything else,” she said sighing, “We’ll sort it out and he’ll be on his way. It doesn’t change our plans.”

Evan let out the breath he’d been holding. “Good because I have big plans for us.”

“I’m sure it will be wonderful.”

He moved forward to kiss her but she resisted. He looked into her eyes searching them in confusion.

“I’m sorry. I’m just really confused right now,” she said at last. She lifted up on her toes and kissed him lightly on his lips, lingering only long enough to inhale his scent one last time. Why did she feel like she was saying goodbye? She shouldn’t feel so sad when they’d barely had the chance to get to know each other in the first place. It had been sex and nothing more. Mutually satisfying and explosive, yes, but to him, nothing more than sex.

She turned and let herself out the door before he could say anything else. She already felt close to tears and she hated letting a simple text message from Steve get under her skin so easily. When she did see him again, she was going to give him a piece of her mind. What right did he have to keep playing with her heart? The dramatics had to stop.

She sighed when she got into her car. Evan had taken the time to clear off the snow while she showered earlier. In the years that she’d been married to Steve, he’d never done that sort of thing for her. She never minded so much at the time. She was a grown woman after all and she didn’t need a man to take care of her. Their marriage was a partnership in all ways and she could take care of things like clearing the snow off her own car easily enough.

And yet, now that Evan had made such a gesture, she felt a strange tingling inside her belly, the same way she felt when he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Maybe she did want something more from a man than companionship. She’d offered a different side to herself when she allowed Evan to bind her hands and have his way with her. She didn’t expect to like that so much either and yet, she couldn’t get it out of her mind.

Twenty minutes later, she pulled into the driveway and turned off the radio but she wasn’t so quick to turn off the engine. There was a blue Nissan Maxima rental car parked off to the side and her heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. He was here. He was in the house somewhere, probably sat down with her parents talking about god knows what. She sighed and slammed her head back into the head rest. This wasn’t the way she wanted to start her new year. She had thought all the fights, anxiety, and confrontation were long behind her. She was finally ready to move forward with her life. His being here opened all of that back up again and left her feeling raw and exposed.

Reluctantly, she cut the engine and stepped out of the car. By the time she’d closed the car door, he was already coming out of the house to meet her on the sidewalk. She cursed under her breath. He looked really good. Life was so unfair sometimes.

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You can find NAUGHTY NEW YEAR on Amazon today. (UK Link HERE)

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You’re All I Want for Christmas, an excerpt

youralliwantcoverJust in time for the holidays, warm your chilly nights with a copy of my short erotic romance titled You’re All I Want for Christmas.

Faced with spending Christmas alone or with her crazy family, Michelle decides to board a plane for home. Armed with a bottle of wine, she’s determined to make it through an evening of dinner and presents with the relatives she hasn’t seen in ages, including the cousin she once considered a best friend, Maxine.

And then she sees him. Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome is exactly what Michelle wants Santa to leave in her stocking. Will her Christmas wish come true?

The excerpt…

She finished setting the table, downed the last of her wine, and was about to disappear into the bathroom again to drown in her own misery when she caught his eye. She’d never seen the mystery man before but certainly if she had, she wouldn’t have forgotten those eyes.

Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome was leaning casually against the side of the couch not the least bit engaged in the game or the conversation going on around him. His full attention was on Michelle. Michelle looked over her shoulder. No, he couldn’t be looking at her. Behind her she could hear her mother arguing with Grandma and her aunts over the exact procedure for getting dinner from the oven to the table. Everyone else was either absorbed in conversation or the football game. She was the only one standing in the dining room with an empty wine glass in her hand. She smiled shyly. His face lit up in a mischievous grin. His eyes sparkled with lust and danger. Oh boy, she thought, who was this amazing creature? She was acutely aware of the mistletoe that dangled innocently over the dining room entryway. A couple of steps and she would be standing under it.

Catherine and the aunts interrupted Michelle’s drooling and chaos ensued as the aunts and her mother quickly covered the table in food and bodies rushed to sit for dinner. Michelle took her seat next to Maxine as she poured herself another large glass of wine. Everyone chattered and laughed as they gathered together at the table. Michelle had to hand it to her mother and her aunts. They may argue a lot but they knew how to get dinner on the table fast. Piping hot turkey, stuffing, potatoes, and various other side dishes lined the middle of the table making Michelle’s stomach grumble. It had been a while since she’d had a decent meal. Somehow the lack of money meant that most of her meals consisted of pasta or frozen meals. This was a nice change of pace.

Maxine handed her the bowl of mashed potatoes.

“So, Michelle, long time, no see. How are things in Chicago?”

“Good, thanks.” She took the potatoes and served a generous portion onto her plate before passing it off to the next person.

“That’s not what I hear.”

Michelle sighed, taking the bowl of corn which was next in line and adding generous spoonfuls next to her potatoes.

“I suppose you heard about Steve,” she said.

“Well, we can’t all be so lucky, I suppose,” Maxine said, “Michelle, I’d like you to meet Evan.”

Michelle looked up from the cranberry sauce reluctantly. How much longer until the turkey and stuffing made its way to her, she wondered. Her thoughts short fired when she looked into those dark, mysterious eyes again. Damn, how could Tall-Dark-and-Handsome belong to Maxi of all people in the world? Say it wasn’t so.

Evan put out a strong masculine hand reaching across Maxi’s plate to do so. Maxi didn’t seem to mind. She smiled smugly noting the jaw drop on Michelle’s face. Michelle gasped slightly at the spark he ignited when he took her hand. Evan was male model handsome with chiseled features and lusty eyes. Maybe it was the large quantity of wine she’d consumed, but she felt as though the whole room swayed when their eyes met.

“Hi,” Michelle said barely able to form the word. He held on to her hand for a moment longer than polite but Michelle didn’t mind. She didn’t want to let go.

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