Hi everyone! Jennifer Jakes here. Today I wanted to introduce Mimi Foster, author of the steamy contemporary romance, THUNDER SNOW. (Be sure to leave a comment at the end to be entered into the Give-away Mimi is holding. )
Men. The older I get, the more I love them. And I’m obviously not the only one since there was one-and-a-half BILLION dollars in revenue generated last year from the romance genre. So what is it that makes us take our hard earned dollars and countless hours of our time to read about heroes who make our hearts lust (among other parts) and leave us wanting more?
In thinking about what we’re looking for when we escape into our eReaders or paper bound books in our stolen moments (often referred to as ‘guilty pleasures’), I couldn’t help but wonder if it was (1) the story or (2) the sex or (3) the hero that we crave? As a writer of romances that are considered hot and steamy (not erotica), my answer was ‘YES’ to all of the above.
There has to be a good story, obviously. Depending on your degree of reading desire, the sex can be anything from first kiss to bondage to everything in between. But there tends to be a consistency in the men we fall in love with, one book at a time.
When I first started writing my novel, THUNDER SNOW, I took a picture of a man I found attractive and had him all over my computer. He was my Jack, and as I wrote the story, he is what I had in mind. Even though he did not end up on the cover, he physically embodies what many of us are looking for. Here’s what I believe we consistently look for in our Alpha male heroes. I think I did a pretty good job of giving Jack most of these qualities.
Somewhat attractive ~ intelligent ~ vital ~ confident ~ competent ~ protective ~ clean ~ often older ~ experienced ~ sexy voice ~ tall ~ status ~ expressive eyes ~ nice butt ~ sense of humor ~ passionate ~ becomes vulnerable ~ ends in committed relationship
I would LOVE to know what YOU think should be added to or subtracted from this list.
This is a story about two people, each running from the harshness of life to a small town that is known for its ‘live and let live’ attitude. Jack Franklin has a secret, and for years has been able to avoid the tourists who trek through his hamlet that overlooks a beautiful body of water nestled in the Rocky Mountains. Callie Weston is running from her own demons, and finds refuge in her father’s enchanting cabin carved into the side of the mountain. Jack’s world is shaken as their relationship deepens and sparks fly between them, but will their love be strong enough to overcome the ghosts of their pasts that will try to pull them apart?
So smitten was I that I thought I conjured him up when I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me in the mirror. I closed my eyes, slid deep into the water, and chuckled.
“What’s so funny, little one?” he asked softly.
“Jack?!” I said, splashing water as I came up hurriedly.
“You were expecting someone else, maybe?”
“I’d be lying if I said I minded you showing up at odd hours.” I felt myself blushing for my loose tongue and slid deeper under the water.
Jack sat on the edge of this magnificent tub that was built into the mountainside.
“Your most attractive quality, in my opinion, is that you don’t seem to have a filter on your honesty. I am often surprised you don’t hide behind guile. I’ve thought of little else all day.”
“’Thought of little else all day’ meaning my honesty?” I asked.
Smiling, he turned his gaze on me, the vision I had just been comparing to the blue of the pool. “Thought of little else all day besides you, and many of your different facets,” he said as he walked across the room and removed a towel from the heated holder.
“My facets or my assets?”
“Yes,” he said, holding the towel open to wrap me in. “Wondering how in the world you have come to occupy so much of my thought space. Wondering what kind of magnet you have that keeps drawing me back to you. Wondering what kind of spell you’ve cast that I can’t seem to break.”
Surprised at his words, at the thought behind them, at what they did to my entire being, I stepped into the towel, into his arms, and said quietly, “You don’t really want to, do you?”
I felt his body still and begin to harden. “Don’t really want to what?”
“Don’t really want to break the spell.”
He relaxed against me. “Certainly not tonight. None of this was in my plans, but nothing could have kept me away. I’ve been hard for you all day. Have thought of the taste of you all day. Thought of the way you moved under my lips and wanted you moving under me since the moment I walked out of here this morning.”
“Well, isn’t that a coincidence? I’ve been thinking of your lips all day. Wondering if you inject them with drugs. Wondering what magic they hold and how they draw so much out of me. So it appears as though we are sharing an addiction,” I smiled as I headed to the bedroom and lit a solitary candle, “an addiction that could easily become an obsession.”
As the mother of five daughters and a teenage granddaughter, angst and crazy ex-boyfriends are things with which I am all too familiar. As a highly acclaimed Realtor and author of a national real estate blog, I am well-qualified to convey the job aspects of the main character of my story. As a student at the University of Colorado in Boulder when music greats like Jerry Garcia, John Denver, Elton John, and dozens of other superstars were recording at nearby Caribou Ranch and considered Nederland their second home, it was one of my favorite haunts. It became the perfect setting for this sexy, modern-day romance.
Leave a comment below no later than Thursday, September 19, 2013, and you will be entered to win one of three drawings – two drawings for a free copy of THUNDER SNOW (eBook or paperback, your choice), and one drawing for a $25 gift certificate to your choice of either Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Starbucks, or Staples.
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