Welcome to another edition of my 25 Days of Holiday Fun. This time we have author Nancy Corrigan dropping by to heat things up. Don’t forget to enter Nancy’s contest after the excerpt portion.
If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why? For my children to find loving partners when they grow up. I never want to see their hearts broken.
What is your favorite holiday candy? Cordial Cherries. I love the sugar rush one of those gives me.
It’s the season of Egg Nog. Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff? I can’t stand it. I must admit, the last time I tried it I was seven.
What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year? Saint Nicholas Day is on Dec. 6 every year. You leave your shoe outside your bedroom door for St. Nick to leave a small present (chocolate, a small toy, a lottery ticket). I’ve always loved this tradition. Unfortunately, I seem to forget about it until late Dec 5. Thankfully, the mini-mart is right down the street.
If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be? Rafe from Unexpected Find.
Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year. Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year? I love anise cookies, but chocolate chip are good too. So are peanut butter ones and sugar cookies and…
Unexpected Find by Nancy Corrigan
Paranormal Erotic Romance
Royal Pride, Book 1
Since the murder of her best friend, Jazz is stuck in a safe but lonely way of life. She’s willing to sacrifice everything to keep her family safe from the shifter world. The sexy stranger who struts into her friend’s bar changes everything. From the first glance Jazz knows she’s sunk—their chemistry sizzles from across the room, it’ll be undeniable up close.
Rafe wants Jazz from the second he sets eyes on her. The depth of the need that swamps him every time he’s near her surprises him. It takes every last ounce of his self-control not to pounce on Jazz and make her his. Only her distrust of his shifter nature holds him back. He counts it as a win every time his beloved human gives in to their passion and takes him to her bed. But Rafe’s patience isn’t infinite and he’ll do whatever it takes, face any danger—past or present—to ensure that Jazz becomes his. Forever.
A Romantica® Paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
The butterflies in Jazz’s belly took flight. The man was a romantic. “You know, I’m starting to enjoy the odd way you talk. It makes me feel as if I walked into a world where princesses wait to be swept away by their knight in shining armor.”
Rafe grinned, the sad look replaced by amusement. Releasing her hands, he slid his around her waist. “You would make a beautiful princess.”
“One to be fought for.” He twirled a lock of her hair around a finger. “What about me? Would I fill the role of your knight in shining armor?”
She smiled, completely charmed by this man. She ran her hands over his chest, luxuriated in the layers of muscle under her palms. “I don’t know if any horse would be able to carry you for long. I see you more as a warrior, a conqueror.”
“One who demands the bonny ladies as his reward after a battle?” He swept her into his arms. She gasped and grabbed his shoulders. Lust heated his eyes as he mapped her face. “Oh yes, I like this fantasy and in it I get to choose you as my booty.” He bent his head closer so his golden eyes filled her vision. “I think I might keep you, Jasmine.”
Her breath hitched. “I think you have a wild imagination.”
“Or a hopeful one.” He eased back but watched her with that focused gaze she was starting to associate with him. “I want you.”
The lust-hazed glint to his eyes told her exactly what he wanted. For once in her life, she did too—but it couldn’t happen. She had responsibilities. Spontaneity and motherhood did not mesh. The little episode in Josh’s office proved that. She would’ve been mortified if Sara walked in while they were having sex. Everyone in town would’ve known within the hour. The other playgroup moms would find out, maybe shun her or at least look at her negatively. No. Any liaisons she had would have to be planned and kept hidden.
She licked her upper lip. “I haven’t had sex in a really long time, Rafe.” She dropped her gaze and stared at his chin. “What we did tonight wasn’t like me either. I’m not like that. Easy.”
He brushed his lips over her forehead. “I know.” He set her on her feet and took her hand. “Come, let’s get you home.”