BIR is proud to present a wonderful debut author from Red Sage that has made her appearance with a hot and sizzling read all romance readers will want to take a look at! Please help me welcome Jean Paradis! To help celebrate her debut release of Betty Being Bad she is giving away THREE ecopies of her book to three random winners! All the how-to's are just below(they're easy), but first, here is Ms. Paradis!
For me the best part of writing is getting the chance to be someone else for awhile. It’s like acting but without the paparazzi. And believe me you wouldn’t want to see my beach body plastered on the front of a tabloid while you’re standing in line at the grocery store (not unless you need some diet incentive.) The cool thing is I get to be both the man and the woman in my stories. Does this make me bi-sexual? Shhh…don't tell my husband.
No really, I enjoy being the hero. For years I was afraid to write from the male point of view because I thought I’d get it all wrong. Now I realize that men are just like us, but with penises. Okay, not really, but there are similarities. Such as, they like their penises and so do we. And isn’t romance really just a matter of how we get the key to fit into the lock? I always put the key in upside down first and then I have to turn it over. Maybe it’s good that I’m female. Then again, I guess that’s better than putting the key in the wrong door. Uh, honey?
Anyway, I had a lot of fun writing Betty Being Bad. I got to be Betty Walker, sexy, independent, antique store owner, and her reformed bad boy lover Carson Wells. Now I have to admit, I’ve never been in prison. I couldn't steal a crumb without being overcome by severe guilt spasms, which reminds me, I really should pay back Plaid Pantry for the three penny candies I hid in my sock when I was six. Even so, it wasn’t hard for me to imagine being locked up. In a way we are all prisoners of our own fears, shames, and desires. To exist in polite society (put down the cell phone and ask yourself, is there really such a thing anymore?) we have to rein in and edit everything we say (unless our first name happens to be Snooki.)
Seriously, when Carson is released, so am I. When he corners Betty in her store and insists on making good on the fantasies they shared in the prison visitation room, I’m right there with him, feeling his pent up desires, emotions, and that oh so powerful need for release. And then I get to be Betty too, on the receiving end of all that lust. Whew, is it getting hot in here?
This is why it’s best to write erotica when alone, with the blinds closed. The ‘acting out being your characters’ thing can get a bit awkward to explain if you’re caught. Oh, is my face red? I hadn’t noticed. (If you’re over forty five you get to blame hot flashes.) It’s also why I prefer romance over other genres, horror for example. I don't want my hubby coming home to find me sharpening the kitchen knife with an evil gleam in my eye. I’m sure he too, would rather find me red faced and panting. And if he’s imagining me looking like Angelina Jolie, and I’m picturing Brad Pitt, so what? At least they’re married.
So, close the blinds, turn on the fan, and visit Betty and Carson at Red Sage Publishing.
Jean Paradis (It’s French and pronounced paradise.)
Want an excerpt of Betty Being Bad? Thought you might and Ms. Paradis has provided one that will have you wanting her book just so you can finish the scene! But first here are the how-to's in order to enter the giveaway.
Jean Paradis is giving away three e-copies of her debut release, Betty Being Bad!
Leave a comment here for the author with a valid email address for contacting purposes, leave a follow for Bookin' It Reviews via the GFC(good friend connect) or the NetWorked Blogs button on the sidebar. And to enter you must be 18 years of age or older! That's it, you're entered! Winners are scheduled to be announced this Sunday so get your name in the pot! :-)
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Now for your excerpt...
Betty Being Bad by Jean Paradis
“You can’t deny me this can you? This day I’ve waited so long for?”
She couldn’t. “We’ll close for lunch, a long lunch, but then I’m opening up again in the afternoon, okay?”
“Sure, a long lunch.”
The hungry look in his eyes made her knees go soft. Was she about to become lunch? Betty reached beneath the counter for the key to the front door.
took it from her
hand and went to the door. Carson
Betty stayed where she was, watching him turn the lock and flip the sign to ‘closed.’ When he turned back around she watched him approach, his expression serious, his intentions unmistakable.
“I’m going to have to change my clothes before we, uh, before we go for a walk.”
“Oh? Why is that?”
His gaze lowered to her cleavage, “I like this dress. I like it a lot.”
“Thank you.” Betty tried to sound casual but heard the slight tremor in her voice. She’d felt this way that day in the tree fort. He’d talked her into taking her shirt off during a game of strip poker. His hands were on her bare shoulders, lightly caressing them. His warm fingers trailed along the straps of her dress. They slipped down the satin, stopping to press both nipples with his thumbs hardening them instantly.
“How well I remember these,” he murmured.
She pushed his hands off her chest. “You must have a good memory because you haven’t seen them since I was thirteen.”
“A boy always remembers the first breasts he saw that weren’t in a magazine. They were so perfect, two firm little peaches.”
His hands were back, big hands, with long well -shaped fingers. Hot palms cupped her ‘peaches.’ She pushed them away. “You tricked me out of my shirt.”
“I did.” He grinned, “And if you remember right I tried many times to get you out of your pants too, but I never did succeed.”
“No, you didn’t.”
Heart pounding, Betty looked into his eyes. This was her chance to remind him that they were only friends. She’d have to do it fast and she’d have to be convincing.
was leaning toward her. His lips touched down on the indentation at the base of
her throat. She knew he could feel her pulse there, racing. It was time to open
her mouth, time to tell him… but already he was kissing his way up her throat,
hot little kisses. He reached the sensitive spot just below her ear. “Carr?” Carson
His mouth came down on hers and Betty felt the chance slip away.
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