Good morning friends! We have a special guest with us today and she's going to be talking about her newest release, Sweetest Salvation, beginning with a very cool character interview with the heroine, Andy Sheaver!
KH: Today I’m here with SS heroine, Andy Sheaver. Hello Andy!
AS: Hi Kacey. *Waves to readers* Nice to be here.
KH: How have you been? Anything new?
AS: I’ve been doing very well. Busy. Organizing a few charity events. People have been very generous.
KH: It’s wonderful that you’re back doing what you love. And how are things going with Hunter?
AS: *grinning* Very well. I’m truly happy and things are relaxed while also exciting. He keeps things very interesting.
KH: For so long the grief and despair was crippling…and I don’t want to dwell on it too much but how do you find your day to day living now? Is each day easier?
AS: I get up every day with new purpose and a need to live in memory of Patrick and Peter. It took me a long time to realize that I wasn’t doing their memory justice, was wasting every day away, but it’s easier now and life really is worth living. Plus there’s Hunter and Mom and Dad Sheaver, my own folks have come out to visit and things have been really fantastic. I miss Patrick and Peter every day, not an hour goes by that I don’t think of one of them but the memories aren’t heart-wrenching like they once were. There are more positive memories that make me smile and fill my heart with warmth and love for them. I’m also thrilled for what the future holds. I found a second love to share my life with and it’s magnificent.
KH: I’m so happy for you. Truly. Now to change pace…have you been back to Club Splendor lately?
AS: *blushes* Yes I have. Many times. Hunter and I have been taken to being there at least a couple times a week. I’m still a watcher but have become good friends with Paige. She and I have a lot in common and she’s helped out with a few charity events as well.
KH: Umm, aren’t things awkward between you two considering you had sex with her … Umm, husband, Nolan?
AS: *shakes head* No not really. The first ten minutes were a little but once we got talking we hit it off. And besides, what happens in the club stays in the club. That’s one of the benefits of Hunter’s business. Everyone can be assured that they aren’t judged, especially outside of the club.
KH: And how is Mrs. Morrow? For those that haven’t read SS yet, Mrs. Morrow is the owner of the B&B on Wolfe Island that is very near and dear to Andy’s heart. How is she doing?
AS: Oh, she’s doing very well. We talk nearly every day. She’s a friend-slash-therapist. Hunter adores her as well. She came for a weekend visit and the two hit it off. Though she flirts with him. *laughing* It’s very cute really. He charms her and she loves it. I’m so happy to have such great people in my life.
KH: I can imagine her flirting with him. A young soul she is. And speaking of Hunter’s charm…have there been any more surprise gifts? He loves surprising you.
AS: Oh yes, romantic dinners. Movie nights. Weekends away. He spoils me terribly.
KH: Any particular details you can tell us about him that we don’t know? Some new things you’ve learned? Is he a morning person or grouchy?
AS: *grins* He’s ticklish. And don’t tell him I’m sharing any of this! *laughs* His feet are ticklish, and his sides are terribly ticklish. He’s very particular with organization as well. He lines up all his personal toiletries in his medicine cabinet and the counter. Everything has a spot and needs to be perfectly aligned when he’s not using them. He’s never grouchy. He falls asleep with a smile on his face and wakes up with one. Drives me crazy to be honest. I’m definitely not a morning person.
KH: I had no idea of his little obsessive things. Fascinating. And you know, Andy, because we’re all friends here…is there any one place on him – besides the obvious *wink* -- that gets him “in the mood quickly”?
AS: Oh gosh, should I really divulge info like that? I mean, a man has to have some secrets right?
KH: Sure, but we’re all prepared to keep it a secret. *grins*
AS: His back is very sensitive. It gives me great pleasure – pun intended *grins* -- to run my fingers slowly down his spine. He’s quick to respond when I do that, and is quite amorous in the middle of lovemaking when I do it. That’s his ‘just the spot’.
KH: Sounds like you have him figured out.
AS: *shrugs* Somewhat. He’s still able to surprise me every now and then. He’s pretty amazing.
KH: Will you make an honest man of him someday?
AS: Oh, I don’t know. We haven’t discussed marriage. I’m in it for the long haul, will never give him up, but walking down the aisle again isn’t something I’m ready to think about just yet.
KH: I get it. Still difficult to completely let go, isn’t it?
AS: Yes. I always thought I’d be married to the same man forever. While I’m totally in love now and committed for the long-term, it’s hard to just relax and let what happens happen. I’ll get there eventually.
KH: You’re inspiring, Andy. You’ve already come a long way, and learned to live again. I’m thrilled to know you.
AS: Thank you. I’m not that inspiring I’m sure, but I am glad readers are enjoying the story.
KH: I know it’s difficult to share your vulnerabilities with others. I thank you for allowing me to do that.
AS: *looks at her watch* Oh, I have to run. I have a committee meeting with Mom Sheaver. Thanks for sitting down with me today, Kacey.
KH: Thank you for everything, Andy.
Contemporary Erotic Romance/Light Bondage
Content Warning: Contains Voyeurism, Spanking, Multiple Partners
*An Evernight Publishing Editor’s Pick*
“Hammell did a masterful job creating a story that was an equal measure of sweet and oh-so-sexy.” 4 Stars, The Book Chick with Kick
Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2013
“Mr. Sullivan is waiting for you. He said you’d know where to go.” He smiled and winked.
Cheeks on fire, she gave him a small nod and walked ahead. She moved into the bar area and looked around. The place was packed tonight. There were a few people she recognized, but most were new faces. Hunter’s business was certainly thriving.
Bridget caught sight of her and waved. Andy did the same and turned to the left, down the hall that would take her to room fourteen and Hunter. Movement caught the corner of her eye, and she looked to her right. At a table in the far corner, Paige and Nolan sat with another couple. She missed a step, but gained her balance again. She hadn’t thought about seeing them again. Paige waved and her husband smiled bright.
The couple’s kindness and understanding arced across the room. Andy smiled and waved back. They’d been there for her the other night. She’d be forever grateful for it. Reaching the room, she took a deep breath and knocked. Hearing Hunter’s gruff, “Come in,” she turned the knob.
The room, similar to the one she’d used the other night, had a warmer feel to it. The fireplace ablaze, the heat of it welcomed her. Andy’s gaze swept the room. Furnished with a full living room set, she loved the royal purple and black colors of the furniture and curtains than anything else. This room conveyed privacy and self-indulgence. Her heart rate increased just thinking of all that might have been done in this room.
It was made for sex. Especially with a glass display case that took up the most of wall. Inside were dildos, anal plugs, collars, floggers, cock rings and more toys of pleasure. Andy’s gaze landed on Hunter where he sat in the center of the couch, arms stretched over the back of it.
Her gaze narrowed on his and she shut the door behind her. “Don’t you sweetheart me, Hunter. And get that look off your face.”
“That self-righteous look. I might be here, but not for the reasons you think.”
“Then why are you here?” he questioned, his gaze unwavering.
“I wanted to tell you in person that your idea isn’t going to happen. We’ve been… friends too long. You’re Patrick’s best friend. It’s all kinds of wrong.”
He leaned forward, arms resting on his powerful thighs.
His red t-shirt molded his shoulders and the cuffs of the arms looked snug around his biceps. Damn him for being in such great shape. She shivered, nipples tightening. She needed to get away from him.
“There, I’ve said all I have to say. Goodbye,” she muttered, and turned back toward the door.
Hunter was quickly behind her, arms encasing her as his palms pressed against the door and preventing her retreat. His breath was warm against her ear. Andy wished she’d left her hair down. At least she wouldn’t be able to feel his breath on her neck.
A shudder ran through her. “Let me out, Hunter. I need to leave.”
“Why? You were so desperate to remain a member and be here the other night. I’m simply offering a safer solution. Me instead of strangers,” he rasped against her ear.
“I don’t have to worry about much with strangers. At least they aren’t people I have to see after the sex is over.”
Hunter pressed in closer behind her, which pushed her farther against the door. She’d always been claustrophobic. And right now, being caged in by this man, made it even harder to breathe than if she was locked in a closet. His chest was firm against her, his mouth against her ear, and his hoarse voice soft.
Her thighs rubbed together and her clit chafed against her thong. The string along her ass was snug. All she had to do was turn around and take what he offered. She wanted a cock inside her.
Dear lord, this was Hunter.
Could she step over the invisible line and take what he offered?
He was attractive, always had been to her. Hell, she’d only been married, not dead. She appreciated a gorgeous man when she saw him. Hunter always treated with her respect and friendship. She didn’t know how much he dated but had heard women at the club mention his prowess in the bedroom. He could probably give her everything she needed. There would be a sense of safety with him at least.
And her body’s reaction to him today, while surprising, knew what it wanted. While she was sure it was a bad idea for them to journey down this path, she was overwhelmed by the sudden realization that not just any cock would do.
She wanted Hunter. Wanted only him inside her.
Her breath hitched and her lungs filled, making it hard to breathe. No, she didn`t have the courage to give into this man. She needed to get out of this room and away from him. Grabbing the doorknob once more, Andy yanked. Hunter’s palms never moved from the door, but in her hasty movements, his chest aligned tighter against her back.
Pressed against the door, she turned her head, her right cheek resting on it as her breasts pushed against her bra. The hard surface scraped against her clothing, which abraded her nipples. The urge to purr and rub against the wood was overwhelming.
Hunter’s body pressed against her; the cock cradling her ass told her that he was just as affected as she. His length was hard, solid. His hips dipped and shoved against the crack of her ass.
“Andy,” he whispered in her ear.
She closed her eyes, willed herself to push back against him until he let her go. Her eyes opened when she realized her hips moved against his. Her pussy quivered and her stomach clenched. There was no sense in fighting a losing battle. She wanted him.
After the deaths of her husband and child, tragedies that she blames herself for, Andrea “Andy” Sheaver has shut herself off from the world. The only place she finds any relief from her shattered heart is Club Splendor, where she and her husband often frequented together. There, Andy submits to pleasure and pain in situations so her grief is forgotten for a little while.
But Hunter Sullivan won’t stand idly by and watch Andy self-destruct. A friend of her husband, and the owner of Club Splendor, Hunter has kept his love for Andy hidden for years. He refuses to think of her at the club, cold and detached as she’s become, looking for an easy fix to take away the pain in her heart. Hunter wants her to vibrant in life again and sets out to prove he is exactly who she needs.
Canadian author, Kacey Hammell is a multi-published erotic romance author who writes mainly in the Contemporary Erotic/Romantic Suspense genres. She is a true romantic at heart.
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