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Today we are having a sort of pre-Valentine’s Day discussion for our blog hop! The big day is coming and even if you aren’t a VD celebrator, you still might like the occassional surprise from your significant other.
What kind of romantic are you? Chocolate, roses or handcuffs? All three have high points. Chocolate – can’t go too far wrong here. I love chocolate. However, don’t get me any of those icky coconut covered chocolates. Carmels are fine. Milk chocolate is preferred over dark.
Roses? I like flowers. Roses are beautiful and smell great. However, my favorite flower is the calla lily…just saying.
Handcuffs – mmmm who are they for? There are a ton of options. There are the classic fuzzy handcuffs…or how about the policeman style? I saw some lovely cuffs recently that were padded leather with black ribbons.
What is your idea of a romantic gift?
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His Need, Her Desire Blurb
Tabitha Quinn didn’t come to Hawaii to be spanked. But when vacationing businessman Marcus Granger saves her from drowning, they begin an affair that moves from the beach to the bedroom and straight into an experience Tabitha’s never had before: dark-haired, blue-eyed Marcus is a dominant, and spanking is just the beginning. The sex is intense, the emotion even more so, until they both must decide if this is a holiday fling or the real thing.
His Need, Her Desire Excerpt
Tabitha’s smile grew wide. She held out her hand. “Really, I can’t thank you enough for your help.”
He held her hand in a firm grasp a shade longer than necessary, but Tabitha didn’t mind. She enjoyed looking at him. Though he had probably shaved that morning, an attractive shadow highlighted his chin and strong jawline.
“I’m glad I was in the right place.”
Tabitha released his hand. “So, where’s your sister?”
“My sister? How did you know?”
Tabitha bit her lip. “I’m sorry to say that I eavesdropped a bit. I was sitting near you at dinner last evening.”
“Eavesdropping? That seems extremely naughty.”
Tabitha was caught off guard by the tone of his voice. He was teasing, and yet, there was a thread of authority running through his words. Tabitha tried to suppress a shiver. “Well, sometimes I just can’t help myself.”
Marcus appeared disarmed by her honesty. “Are you traveling with anyone?”
Tabitha gave him a playful look. “Why do you ask?”
Marcus smiled. “Because I’m interested in knowing the answer, of course.”
“Well, if you’re thinking about ditching my body at sea, I’ve got six family members waiting for me in my hotel room upstairs. If you’re thinking about asking me to dinner, there is no reason why you shouldn’t.” Tabitha amazed herself. Where is this coming from? This man brought something out in her. She’d bet those broad shoulders and sexy smile had enticed many a woman.
He laughed. “You have nothing to worry about. I never use force, unless of course, it is desired.”
“Oh?” The truth burst into her mind. It suddenly became clear that he was fishing around a bit. There had been several hints here and there, but it seemed like he might be looking for a certain sort of woman. No, he couldn’t be. I’m imagining things.
“It’s true. I would be pleased if you joined me for dinner this evening.”
Tabitha did a mental fist pump in her mind. Woohoo! Dinner with Gorgeous Guy. “What did you have in mind?”
“Would you be averse to allowing me to surprise you?”
Tabitha hesitated then plunged ahead. “Not at all. It’s clear you have excellent taste.”
Marcus raised an eyebrow. “What makes you say that?”
“Well, we both dined at the same restaurant last night, and I thought it was terrific.”
“Ah, well, my meal was less than pleasant unfortunately.” His tone indicated the subject was off-limits.
“Perhaps it was the company and not the food?”
Marcus laughed. “You are undoubtedly right and surprisingly honest.”
“My mother would say that my tongue is quicker than my brain.”
The corners of Marcus’s mouth lifted. “I’ve always been a fan of quick tongues.”
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