I’m happy to welcome Daire St. Denis, author of Mustang Sassy to my notebook today to share a bit about herself.
10 Random Things About Daire St. Denis
I can make a peace sign with my second and third toes
I think I was Cleopatra in a past life. But then, who doesn’t?
I failed my driver’s test the first time I took it. Yep. Hit the curb on the parallel park.
I love to drive endless stretches of country roads on my own. I spend the time singing and planning out stories…like Mustang Sassy!
I have a passion for old stuff; old books, old photos, old buildings, ancient ruins…all of it. I think because there are so many untold stories hidden inside.
I love power tools (and that is not a reference to something naughty…well, okay, maybe it is). I think all women should own power tools.
Three things I really despise; cleaning (I question the sanity of those who like it), filling in forms and talking on the phone. Thank God for texting!
While riding my bike down a street in Japan, I got my skirt caught in the spokes and tore it right off of my body – one of my most embarrassing moments of my life, particularly when the workers from down the street ran to my aid.
I fell many times rock climbing, but once I fell head first. I can remember everything in slow motion, the blue sky, the ground rushing toward my head. It wasn’t until I knew I was okay that I felt afraid.
I was once told by a palm reader that one of my hands is not my own.
About Mustang Sassy:
When Sass Hogan catches her boyfriend slow-dancing and doing the tongue-tango with Tori Double-D-Cup Hunter, she pays him back the only way she knows how—by taking a tire iron to his beloved ’67 Mustang Fastback. There’s only one problem. She’s destroyed the wrong car.
Jordan Michaels wants his car fixed, now, and he wants Sass’s auto body shop to do it. But the handsome blond has a secret−he’s really Jordan Carlyle of Carlyle’s Classics, Hogan’s biggest competitor, and he’s determined to prove himself to his family.
As Sass and Jordan get to know each other, the depth of the attraction has them falling in love. But a relationship based on lies will only leave them primed for the worst wreck of their lives.
Insistent tapping on her driver side window took her by surprise. She jerked, and in the process accidentally laid on the horn. Lights came on in adjacent rooms and someone poked their head out, shouting a string of obscenities.
Jordan called out an apology, knocked again, and made a turning motion with his hand. She rolled down the window and he leaned into the opening. “You okay?”
He cocked his head to one side. “Did you…want to come in for a minute?”
She rubbed her lips together, considering his offer. If she went in, it was to tell him the truth. That was all. “Um. Okay.”
She rolled the window up and climbed out of the car. Her palms were sweating and her breath was coming hard and fast. He opened the door and she followed him in. The rooms at the Greenwood were all the same. White walls, brown carpet, two queen-size beds with peach comforters and pictures of woodland scenes hanging above. A small, round table and bar-sized fridge and three lamps with yellow shades.
God. The room brought back so many memories. Some good. Most bad.
“Was there something you wanted to talk about?”
“Did you want to sit down?” He motioned to the bed.
Sass shook her head.
The two of them stared at each other, neither moving. Was he breathing hard, too? Was that why his chest was rising and falling like that? Then she noticed his eye again. It wasn’t completely swollen shut, but it was pretty bad. She pointed. “You should put some ice on it.”
He touched his face. “Yeah. I will.” Then he took a step toward her.
Why was it so hard to breathe? It was like there wasn’t enough oxygen in the room. She tugged on the neck of her T-shirt.
His eyes followed. They lingered. Then, he swept his gaze back up to her face. “You sure you’re okay?” He took another step forward.
He was too close. She could smell his aftershave. She could hear the sound of his breath and she’d been right. He was breathing heavy. Panting. Like her.
She licked her lips and Jordan’s gaze dropped to her mouth. He took one more step toward her, and they were almost touching. With each chaotic breath, the material of her shirt grazed his. His skin was warm. Sass could tell because the sliver of air between them was sweltering.
He was so close now, she had to tilt her head back to look up at him. Even his good eyelid was at half-mast.
There was no stopping her. Sass was on him like Velcro. She mashed herself against him, pulling his head down to hers and kissed him like her life depended on it. She slipped her tongue inside his mouth and slid her hands down to his wonderfully firm backside. His groan spurred her on.
“We shouldn’t do this,” he said when he came up for air.
“No, we shouldn’t.”
She thought he might stop then, particularly when he captured her hands in the midst of her undoing his belt buckle. But he didn’t stop her. Oh no. He backed her up against the door, raised her arms above her head, and brought his mouth down on hers…like he meant it. Like he wanted her as desperately and illogically as she wanted him.
ABOUT DAIRE ST. DENIS
With a degree in archaeology, Daire St. Denis was sure she was destined to be the next female Indiana Jones. That didn’t quite pan out but she still managed her fair share of exotic adventures. Some of her most daring escapades include, skydiving in Canada, being trapped in the Great Pyramid of Giza, searching for tigers in the foothills of the Himalayas, touring Germany by motorbike, scuba diving off the coast of the Philippines, meeting Medusa in the bowels of Istanbul and climbing her way to the top of a number of mountains and crags in Canada and the US.
Daire loves to pen erotic tales full of passion and unexpected adventure and her colorful past has provided ample inspiration for her muse. She now lives in the wilds of Canada with her two poorly trained dogs, two insufferable cats, two spirited children and one extremely patient husband.
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- This giveaway begins February 24 and ends on March 7.
- Winners will be contacted via email on March 8, 2014.
- Winner has 48 hours to reply.
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