What is? #BlazeBookClub that’s what! Thanks to Taryn Leigh Taylor, a fellow Blaze Babe staring a new revolution.
“Consider this your official invite to our naughty internet book club. The rules are simple, read whatever Blaze has caught your eye at whateer pace is comfortable for you. Then use #BlazeBookClub on Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, or all three. (An easy way to get started? Check out Kathleen Scheibling’s December 3rd post and comment. That’s all you gotta do to win all four December Blaze titles! Simple, right?)” Taryn Leigh Taylor
TBR piles. How big is yours? Mine are stacked in numerous places in the house, at Meat Man’s house, and on all my devices …oh and I can’t forget my car. I have no clue which book is where anymore! Do you have this problem?
But seriously, the bigger the TBR all the more deliciousness is waiting for you 
Right? And you can still call it your #BedtimeBlaze if decide to snuggle up with a steamy book.
And speaking of deliciousness, A Taste of Paradise, is now 7 days into being officially released! I’m over the moon about this book with Leslie Kelly. It’s my Harlequin debut as well, and for those of you that took a chance on me — Leslie really isn’t much of a chance because you KNOW her book will be great — thank you. Please let me know what you think of it! It has been hovering on the *other* (you-know-who) rankings between #4 – #6. It’s hard to push Vicki Lewis Thompson out of the way! Seems Leslie and I are duking it out with Regina Kyle as we go back and forth
So remember to comment on Kathleen Schiebling‘s post for a chance to win books! And if you want to know what inspired me and a bit about my path along the way to being published hop on over to the Harlequin Community for a peek, click HERE
Excerpt
“My apologies.”
Gawd help me! He’s got an accent.
Lana loved the South African cadence, and his was just as thick and sweet as the desire sweeping through her.
“No, it was my fault. I wasn’t paying attention.”
“That little bump in the road was somewhat of a surprise as well, ya.”
Keep talking.
“Uh, yes. Yes, it was.” The words dried up in her mouth when he pivoted her into the small area between the lavatory doors. He held her firmly and a little too closely, but Lana wasn’t going to argue. What were the odds in life a girl would be this close to such a fine specimen of a man? Nevah! She would enjoy every second of this encounter. Oh, yes.
The plane lurched again, throwing her against him. Now breast to chest, hips to hips, thighs to thighs, Lana felt every nuance of him. She curled her arms around his neck and hung on as the jet bounced through the night sky. Mr. Viking didn’t pull away—she could have sworn she felt his arms tighten a bit more around her.
Sweet.
The jet’s path smoothed out, and Lana began to feel foolish in his arms. The right thing to do would be to step away. Step away from the man. Away from the gorgeous hunk of maleness that made her want to drag him into the lavatory behind them.
Lana opened her eyes. The sign on the lavatory door was right in front of her caught her attention. Vacant. All she had to do was open said door and push Mr. Viking inside, inviting them both into the Mile High Club. She swung her gaze to him and her heart flipped. He was watching her with an intensity that made her tremble. Was he thinking the same thing?
Reluctantly Lana stepped from the captivating heat of his embrace. The lingering aura of his power didn’t dwindle with the distance.
“Can I escort you to your seat?”
Oh, a gentleman, too.
“Well, actually…I need to…” Lana nodded to the lavatory door and nearly died when her cheeks heated.
He laughed and her knees wobbled. Good God, he was getting under her skin.
“Of course.” His voice was low and he bowed his head before murmuring, “If you care to join me after, I’ll order us a nightcap whilst you’re engaged.”
Whilst? He certainly was proper. Lana tipped her head back to gaze at him, knowing she couldn’t say no. “Yes, please. That would be delightful.”
Delightful? Holy shit, when had she become Ms. Formal? Lana fled into the lavatory before she could make a further ass of herself.
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Isn’t Hawaii a delicious location to escape to in a book? I think so. And while I can’t say anything yet, I can hint….possibly giving a little more than a tease in the New Year about something fun and exciting.
Today is December 7. A very important day in history that shouldn’t go by without acknowledgement. I’m Canadian, but still never forget Pearl Harbor. I was fortunate to visit it back in 1981. With everything happening around the world it makes me hug my family close and hope that peace can actually be attained. We have too much beauty on this planet to let the dark overshadow that.
Two and half weeks today will be Christmas Day. I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year with your friends and family… and memories sweet of those you hold most dear.