What's the next best thing to hearing one of your stories has been accepted for publication? Hearing that someone you know has just had a story published! So, I'm really thrilled to welcome Christy McKellen here today to tell us about her debut 'Her New Worst Enemy' - take it away Christy!!
Hi
Susie, thanks so much for having me here today.
What
makes someone a hero in your eyes?
I had some
time to ponder this as I lay in bed recently with the flu, whilst my husband
ran around keeping our three children fed, watered and entertained. He somehow
also managed to field work calls, write contracts and generally be an
ultra-smart, hyper organised CEO.
That’s a
hero for you right there.
And the
best thing was? He did it all with a smile on his face. He even gave me a huge
hug after he’d held my hair while I vomited. Devotion. Dedication. Against the
odds J That’s what I signed up for, and by god he
delivered.
My hero
Gideon in HNWE puts up with a lot from Ellie, the heroine, during their time at
his manor house in the Cotswolds too. Her state of mind is very fragile when we
first meet them and Gideon takes it upon himself to take care of her. He tells
himself he owes it to her family to look out for her, but there’s actually an intrinsic
goodness in him that he’s previously hidden for fear of being exploited or
abandoned again. He wouldn’t have walked away, no matter what he told himself. Couldn’t
have. Some people are heroes and there’s nothing they can do about it.
Being
forced to take care of someone other than himself for once is what helped
Gideon turn a corner in his life. To become the person he’d been hiding from
all those years. It made him reassess how he felt about pretty much everything
and his catalyst for change came from the most unexpected place. His best friend’s
sister.
Has
anything ever happened to you that made you look at your life from a different
angle? I’d love to hear about it.
Blurb:
Six months ago Ellie Holdsworthy’s life
was all planned out - kids, wedding, happy ever after - until her boyfriend
dumped her for another woman. Now her best friend, Penny - an heiress to a
small fortune - looks set to run off with a gold-digger, and Ellie is
determined to save her from certain doom . Unfortunately, the only person who
can help is the one person she’d rather not ask...
Little does Ellie know, persuading her
brother’s best friend - commitment phobic, playboy businessman, Gideon DeLancy
- to hold an intervention at his beautiful Georgian manor would be the easy
part. Keeping her hands off him is a whole other matter.
Gideon doesn’t intend to fall for his
friend's snarky sister, and he sure as hell doesn’t expect their weekend to
develop into a full-on sex-fest. When passion takes a strangle-hold, their
differences don’t seem to matter. After all, a torrid weekend affair should be
the easiest thing in the world to walk away from, so why are they finding it so
difficult...?
A saucy excerpt:
Gideon
grasped her wrists and pulled them behind her body, pushing her breasts
forwards even more. He held both wrists captive with one hand and pressed his
body closer to her, trapping them. She gasped as the hardness of his erection
pushed against the top of her buttocks.
“See how much you turn me on,” he
whispered again into her ear, his eyes not leaving hers in the reflection.
His other hand came round and cupped
the weight of one of her breasts, and as he rubbed his thumb gently over her
nipple it hardened in response, making her draw in a sharp breath.
Blood pounded between her legs
causing a hard ache of need, and she pushed her buttocks against him, loving
the feeling of his obvious arousal for her.
As she stared back at the mirror she
was amazed to see how different she looked now. Her breasts were high and full
pushed forward and with her pelvis tipped back, her stomach seemed flatter and
tighter. For the first time in a very long time she looked at her body, really
looked at it, and liked what she saw.
Gideon’s fingers moved to flick over
her other nipple, sending another pulse of feeling down through her body.
“You see,” he said, kissing along
the top of her shoulder. “Gorgeous.”
He released his hold on her captured
wrists and ran his fingers across where her collar bones pushed against her
flesh, to the dip of her neck, then skimmed down over her breasts, down her
stomach to the top of her jeans.
He pulled the buttons roughly open
and slipped his hands inside, under her panties, before pushing them down over
her legs.
“Step out of them,” he murmured, and
she did as she was told. She was now standing naked in front of a mirror. In
front of Gideon.
“Bend forward and put your hands
against the mirror,” he said.
“What?” Her voice was shaky and
light with arousal.
“Just do it, Ellie,” he said,
kicking her clothes away from them.
About the author:
Formerly a Video and Radio Producer,
Christy now spends her time as either a slave to her children or her muse. When
she’s not writing spicy romance, she can be found stomping around the South
West of England, glomming her to-be-read pile or escaping from real life with
her rather delicious husband.
Christy loves to hear from readers. You
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