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Guess what day it is??? Author Wednesdays of course!! Today my guest is Lynn Rae. Welcome Lynn, thank you for being here today.
What are you 10 favorite things about spring?
Plants arriving at the hardware store
Asparagus
The first time I can put the car window down without freezing
Hearing rain again
The return of birdsong
Crocus
Easter candy
Short sleeved shirts in stores
The scent of lilacs
Nature waking up
Asparagus
The first time I can put the car window down without freezing
Hearing rain again
The return of birdsong
Crocus
Easter candy
Short sleeved shirts in stores
The scent of lilacs
Nature waking up
Title: The Secret Ingredient Author: Lynn Rae
Series: Love Around the Corner Book One
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Publication Date: June 2, 2014
ISBN/ASIN: BOOKPM61PQ
Blurb:
Nate Garner is a happy-go-lucky short order cook looking for his big break. When he answers a casting call for a new reality cooking show, he needs a person behind the camera to help with his audition. Enter June Sinclair, a hyper-organized school secretary recruited by Nate's sister to produce his video. Nate and June get to know each other as they film him cooking, shopping, and mixing drinks at his mother's bar. Nate fights his growing attraction to June, because he knows she needs someone reliable to write into her well-worn planner, while June assumes he’s already involved with his best friend, Heather. What sort of future can they cook up together when Nate gets the call to go to Hollywood?
Buy Links:
Liquid Silver Books
Excerpt:
Nate reached behind him for the doorknob. “I guess skinny-dipping really is out of the question.”
Warmth filled her, and June forced herself to stop looking at the material of his shirt and meet his eyes. “I don’t think you want pond water on those cuts. Who knows what sort of infections you might get. No swinging statues either.”
She heard a click.
“What was that?”
“I locked the door.”
“Why—” June stopped speaking, because Nate was easing her back toward the wall, arms on either side of her as he stared down at her, a slight line between his eye brows. The tile against her back was a cool contrast to the warmth from his close body.
“I still want to play a game with you.”
“Red light, green light?”
“No room in here for that one. I took all the empties to the recycling, so I don’t have a bottle to spin.” His voice had gone lower and softer, and the negative emotions roiling in her mind were dissolving into a gooey mass of uncertainty. Did he just imply he wanted to kiss her?
“I don’t know what game would work in a small bathroom.” As soon as she said it, she thought of airplane bathrooms and the mythical Mile High Club, and she knew she was blushing. They could certainly play that game in here. Nate was strong and coordinated enough to pull it off, and judging by all the blood rushing around in her body, she was up for it too.
“Truth or Dare would work.”
June’s breathing went shallow as she fought the urge to bite her lip and blink her eyelashes. She didn’t want to come across as unsophisticated or ready to back down. “Are you going first?”
A small grin worked across his lips as he studied her. He raised his hand and touched her neck. “Why aren’t you wearing one of your little animals?”
“Is that the question? Right. I was moving boxes, and I didn’t want to risk losing one. Getting it caught on something or falling off in transit. They’re old.” To her ears, she sounded breathless.
“Are you moving?”
“Isn’t it my turn?” June wanted to take some control of this situation. She was locked in a snug bathroom with a sexually attractive man who was sweet to her, and she’d already had her fingers in his hair. Anything could happen and the thought made her nervous. At least he’d stopped touching her neck, and she could concentrate. Sort of.
“Go ahead. I want you to dare me.”
“A dare, huh? Are you afraid I’ll ask a question you don’t want to answer?”
“No, I’m not afraid of any questions. My turn again.” He grinned with triumph at her squeak of consternation. She needed to pay better attention to sentence structure, or maybe she wasn’t remembering how to play this game correctly. The last time had been years ago, and her adversaries had been childhood peers on the playground.
“Truth or dare, Jonesy? Which is it going to be?”
“Truth.”
“Scaredy-cat.” Somehow his arms were on either side of her shoulders, and the rest of his body had gotten so close to hers she wouldn’t be able to move an inch without touching some part of him. If she took too deep a breath, her breasts would press against his chest. Which might not be a bad idea. “Do you want to kiss me?”
Stunned to silence, June gaped, her mind as blank as a freshly wiped whiteboard. All she could do was stare at his mouth.
“No answer. Then I get to dare you.” Nate narrowed his eyes. “Kiss me.”
“No fair,” June whispered, everything in her body tingling with a strange mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.
“Someone’s got to win; someone’s got to lose,” Nate whispered back as he slid his fingertips along her cheek. June wondered if he could hear her heart hammering loud enough to echo in this small space. “It’s not fair at all.”
Somehow she was leaning his way; something in his soft voice lured her and with a mental throwing-in of the towel, she relented. It was a game. It didn’t mean anything—
Excerpt:
Nate reached behind him for the doorknob. “I guess skinny-dipping really is out of the question.”
Warmth filled her, and June forced herself to stop looking at the material of his shirt and meet his eyes. “I don’t think you want pond water on those cuts. Who knows what sort of infections you might get. No swinging statues either.”
She heard a click.
“What was that?”
“I locked the door.”
“Why—” June stopped speaking, because Nate was easing her back toward the wall, arms on either side of her as he stared down at her, a slight line between his eye brows. The tile against her back was a cool contrast to the warmth from his close body.
“I still want to play a game with you.”
“Red light, green light?”
“No room in here for that one. I took all the empties to the recycling, so I don’t have a bottle to spin.” His voice had gone lower and softer, and the negative emotions roiling in her mind were dissolving into a gooey mass of uncertainty. Did he just imply he wanted to kiss her?
“I don’t know what game would work in a small bathroom.” As soon as she said it, she thought of airplane bathrooms and the mythical Mile High Club, and she knew she was blushing. They could certainly play that game in here. Nate was strong and coordinated enough to pull it off, and judging by all the blood rushing around in her body, she was up for it too.
“Truth or Dare would work.”
June’s breathing went shallow as she fought the urge to bite her lip and blink her eyelashes. She didn’t want to come across as unsophisticated or ready to back down. “Are you going first?”
A small grin worked across his lips as he studied her. He raised his hand and touched her neck. “Why aren’t you wearing one of your little animals?”
“Is that the question? Right. I was moving boxes, and I didn’t want to risk losing one. Getting it caught on something or falling off in transit. They’re old.” To her ears, she sounded breathless.
“Are you moving?”
“Isn’t it my turn?” June wanted to take some control of this situation. She was locked in a snug bathroom with a sexually attractive man who was sweet to her, and she’d already had her fingers in his hair. Anything could happen and the thought made her nervous. At least he’d stopped touching her neck, and she could concentrate. Sort of.
“Go ahead. I want you to dare me.”
“A dare, huh? Are you afraid I’ll ask a question you don’t want to answer?”
“No, I’m not afraid of any questions. My turn again.” He grinned with triumph at her squeak of consternation. She needed to pay better attention to sentence structure, or maybe she wasn’t remembering how to play this game correctly. The last time had been years ago, and her adversaries had been childhood peers on the playground.
“Truth or dare, Jonesy? Which is it going to be?”
“Truth.”
“Scaredy-cat.” Somehow his arms were on either side of her shoulders, and the rest of his body had gotten so close to hers she wouldn’t be able to move an inch without touching some part of him. If she took too deep a breath, her breasts would press against his chest. Which might not be a bad idea. “Do you want to kiss me?”
Stunned to silence, June gaped, her mind as blank as a freshly wiped whiteboard. All she could do was stare at his mouth.
“No answer. Then I get to dare you.” Nate narrowed his eyes. “Kiss me.”
“No fair,” June whispered, everything in her body tingling with a strange mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.
“Someone’s got to win; someone’s got to lose,” Nate whispered back as he slid his fingertips along her cheek. June wondered if he could hear her heart hammering loud enough to echo in this small space. “It’s not fair at all.”
Somehow she was leaning his way; something in his soft voice lured her and with a mental throwing-in of the towel, she relented. It was a game. It didn’t mean anything—
Author Bio:
Lynn Rae makes her home in land-locked central Ohio after time spent in the former Great Black Swamp, beside the Ohio River, and along the Miami and Erie Canal.
With professional experience in fields ranging from contract archaeology to librarianship along with making donuts and teaching museum studies, Lynn enjoys incorporating her quirky sense of humor and real-life adventures into her writing (except the naughty bits). She writes sci-fi, contemporary, and historical romances. Join her on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/lynnraewrites or check out her website at www.lynnraewrites.com.
Thanks again Lynn for stopping by today, I really enjoyed it.
Ok everyone make sure to check out Lynn's website and check out her books, buy a couple maybe and take a look at her facebook page.
Please stop back next Wednesday when Jewell Quinlan will be here!
Ok everyone make sure to check out Lynn's website and check out her books, buy a couple maybe and take a look at her facebook page.
Please stop back next Wednesday when Jewell Quinlan will be here!
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