This month's release, SAFE IN NOAH'S ARMS, is my 12th Superromance. Twelve books later, I still love writing Supers!
The trick with each new story is to come up with fresh ideas for plots and character development. Even more challenging is the search for unique character traits.
This can come about in the most surprising ways. Monica Accord makes her own perfume. She can certainly afford to buy it, but enjoys the challenge of developing a unique scent. Every day, she fine tunes it.
As a result of one really awful mistake, she is court-mandated to work on Noah Cameron's farm for an entire summer. She knows nothing about plants and farming, so there is a lot of conflict because she is fairly useless to him. In time, she learns, though.
Noah turns out to have a sensitive nose and, one day, notes that her perfume is different. He successfully guesses the new ingredient. Monica is delighted. This was supposed to be an interesting tidbit in only one scene, but then I thought, what if this is a running theme throughout the book? It could be fun. It became even more fun when Monica decided she would dab the perfume on different parts of her body each day and have Noah discover where she'd hidden it. These scenes became playful and sexy and I had a blast writing them!
There is a lot of drama in this novel because of a startling family secret Monica discovers that really sends her world into a tailspin, so the funny scenes lightened that drama and were a relief for me to write and, I hope, for the reader, too.
The scenes change and become more sexually charged until…
That morning, Monica drove out to the farm strangely breathless.
Noah stood in the yard waiting for her.
Without a word, she stepped out of the car, walked around to the front and leaned back on the hood in a sexy pose. Or what she hoped was sexy. She didn’t have a clue.
His intense gaze followed her every move, touched every part of her body.
He stalked toward her like a hungry cat and said one word. “Where?” Maybe she did look sexy after all.
“Here.” She lifted the knot of her blouse an inch, baring her midriff.
Noah’s eyes widened.
He leaned forward. No, to put it accurately, he yearned forward, his desire a shimmering heat.
He bent, breathed on her skin, raised goose bumps and licked her. Good heavens. This man and his magical tongue, with his propensity for licking her, was sending her anticipation to heights she'd never experienced before.
He straightened. No smiles today. No cocky grins. No clever thoughts.
“We need to get to work.”
He stalked away, turned back, scrubbed his hands over his face and growled, “Soon, Monica. Soon.”
The other quirky hobby Monica has is collecting old Vogue magazines—she has an impressive and valuable collection!—as well as beautiful embroidery from days gone by. In Noah's attic, she finds a chest full of antique quilts, embroidered bed sitting jackets and exquisite, delicate handkerchiefs. He lets her keep all of it. She is ecstatic.
I'd like to give away a copy of SAFE IN NOAH'S ARMS to anyone who comments between now and the end of the week. On Saturday morning, I'll select the winner, so check back here then to see whether you've won.
What would you say is your most passionate, unique or quirky hobby?