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It's with great pleasure that I welcome my friend, E. Jamie, to Romance with SASS. We met while writing fan fiction on Forbidden Love, and I'm thrilled to see her first Noble Romance title be released next week.

Firstly I want to thank Margie for letting me play in her sandbox today! I'm so honored to be here with such a great lady and fantastic author. I've been writing romance for longer than I should have been but published since 2008 with my steamy first short story To Love A Knight! I live in Toronto, Canada where we're bracing ourselves for yet another god awful Canadian winter. Good thing I have some steamy love stories coming up to keep me and hopefully my readers warm, like We'll Meet Again which is coming out on the 21^st from Noble Romance!

And now for those interview questions you've been putting off!

1.      Biggest joy as a writer?

There's the wonderful acknowledgement from fans and fellow authors who take the time after the book is out to let you know how much they enjoy your work, but during the actual writing process, there's that sort of surreal moment where you're so caught up in the story and characters that your "real world" fades away and you look up a whole hour has gone by and you hadn't even noticed! Love that feeling.

 2.      Biggest challenge as a writer?

Probably keeping your butt in the chair when the words just won't come. That and making time for promotion!

 3.      Plotter or a pantser and why?

I'm definitely a plotter. I can't just sit and not know where I'm going because then I'll have pages of rambling and characters just moving about with no direction waiting for something interesting to happen. I'm too much of a control freak to allow that!

 4.      Do you have to get in the mood to write a love scene?

Not necessarily in a romantic mood but I do have to want them to get busy! I find I can get in the 'mood' pretty easily once I start writing the scene because love scenes are a real strength of mine, I'm told. If the characters are ready and are strong enough and compelling enough, I'll really look forward to that time that they finally come together. Pun intended. (winks)

 5.      Describe your writing year so far and what's on the horizon.

I'm so thrilled about the coming year because I have the first book in a trilogy that is another WW2 themed romance called Resistance coming out. The first book is called The Arrangement and will be out in February. Readers also really love my cowboy Ben in my novella Redemption so I'm at work on a new cowboy romance called Wanted that is set at the end of the civil war. Looking forward to getting that one done and out to readers too!

 I thought I'd share an excerpt from my angsty passion filled WW2 romance We'll Meet Again with you all and give away a free copy to one lucky commenter. Hope you enjoy!

Here's the blurb first: It's 1943; Cassie Atherton's fiancé Phillip Davis is fighting in the war, and she is doing her part as an American nurse in England. When nursing a seriously injured English captain named Edward James Harrison, Cassie suddenly finds herself truly in love for the very first time. Instantly drawn to each other, Cassie tries to resist James's shameless flirting but the two of them grow close during his convalescence. They know their futures lie elsewhere but neither expect their parting to come when the unexpected death of her father calls Cassie back home. Once he’s fully recovered, James returns to active duty and ends up on a mission with Phillip in Japan where both men are captured. Their joint suffering in the POW camp under Lieutenant Dai bonds them as the best of friends.

They manage to escape and Phillip brings James with him when he returns back home to Boston to meet Cassie, not being aware that the two already know each other. Torn between friendship and love, honor and passion, set against a backdrop of violence and historical upheaval, Cassie and James try to fight a love that refuses to be denied.

And a hot excerpt!

 She pressed her head against his. "You are everything to me. Everything, James, and you were from the moment I met you. You endured terrible horrors, like the other men in your company. They will carry that with them, and I know you will as well, but understand please that I want to help you carry that burden. I want to help us to move forward to the happy future we deserve after all the hardship of the past. The war is over, my love."

"I feel it will never be over for me," he admitted softly.

"It is over and you did your duty. Now let me remind you what you fought for." She kissed him gently. "Our future . . . our happiness."

He cupped her face with one hand, and brushed his lips across hers. "Dear God you are the most wonderful thing, the most beautiful, wonderful thing in existence. I want to just bury myself in you and feel the peace you so freely offer me and never leave. I don’t deserve it." He turned and pulled her against him, bringing her over his thighs so that she now faced him. "I’m a murderer."

"A soldier," she corrected, dotting his face with kisses as she positioned herself over his now erect shaft.

"A monster," he countered, nuzzling her neck.

"A hero," Cassie insisted, and gasped as she moved down and felt him fill her.

He groaned, and his eyes fluttered closed. "But I need you. My God, I need you so much, Cassandra."

"I’m here," she assured him, squeezing her muscles around his length. "Do you feel me, sweetheart?" She took his hand and placed it over her heart. "Do you feel my heart racing? Only you do that to me." Cassie said rocking her hips slowly, bursts of sensation going off through her blood. "Only you."

"Let’s go to bed," James groaned, pressing his teeth against the wet flesh of her shoulder before forcing her off of him. 

He carried her to the bed and they were both still dripping as he pushed into her again in one smooth hard thrust.

"Ohh," Cassie sighed, arching on the mattress and pulling him closer until he covered her with his body.

"My sweet wife, my heart." He rocked slowly, meeting her gaze with heated desire in his own.

She felt relieved, seeing the man she knew and loved back in those eyes, looking back at her with the same love she herself needed to survive.

"More," she urged, kissing his neck, his jaw, holding his hips in her hands as he acquiesced and quickened the pace.

He cupped her face and kissed her as he moved, sending her senses spinning. Cassie wrapped her legs around him, wanting to keep him there, keep him safe. She wanted to love him, take care of him, and grow old with him. If this whole trauma left anything to be grateful for, it was this: she now knew what it truly meant to be a wife.

Cassie held him close to her and smiled softly as she traced the contours of his face, now tightening in pleasure rather than sorrow. Being a wife was more than just a pretty dress and a party on one day. It was a lifetime of sharing joy and sorrow, of being strong because your husband needed you and letting him share your burdens as well. She knew she’d be strong enough to face anything with James now.

She took his hand and kissed his palm, his wrist.

"I love you," he sighed, kissing her forehead. "I love you. I love you."

She shivered beneath him, feeling his love wash over her, feeling as if it were renewing them both.

Cassie ran her fingers through his hair and moved with him, feeling him swell within her. Their breaths came together as the haze of passion blurred everything around her but James’s face.

"I love you," she murmured, feeling the tightening in her belly at the impending orgasm.

He kissed her, his tongue meeting hers. She took in his groan of pleasure  and recognized that he was nearing his release. He opened his eyes and looked down at her in question when he prepared to pull out of her, but she locked her legs around him and nodded instead.

What better time for a new beginning, a new baby? She didn’t know if it was too soon after Phillip, but she wouldn’t mind if they had a second child conceived now, when they were renewing their promise to each other to live for the future, when they had defeated the past.

He nodded as well and she felt James lose control above her. She buried her face in his neck, feeling the rapid beat of his pulse as she followed him over the edge.

He collapsed on top of her and apologized.

Cassie laughed. "No need. I love the feel of your body against mine, husband."

He turned and pulled her onto him, pushing a lock of her damp hair behind her ear. "The feeling is mutual, my wife." He ran his fingers down her bare back. "Do you think . . . ?"

"I don’t know, but we could always try again," Cassie said, kissing his chest.

"Won’t that be fun?" James sighed, kissing her. "Thank you," he said seriously.

"There’s no need for that either," she promised him. "I would never let you face your demons alone. I love you too much."

 

Thanks again Margie for having me! Remember one lucky commenter will win a copy of my new book, We'll Meet Again!

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